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eminem - rap god (concert version) كلمات أغنية

(chorus)
cause’ i’m beginning to feel like a rap god, rap god
all my people from the front to the back nod, back nod
the way i’m racing around the track
call me nascar, nascar

(verse)
dale earnhardt of the trailer park, the white trash god
kneel before general zod, this planet’s krypton
no―asgard, asgard
so you be thor, i’ll be odin
you rodent, i’m omnipotent
let off then i’m reloading
immediately with these bombs i’m toting
and i should not be woken
but i’m the walking dead, just a talking head
a zombie floating, but i got your mom deep throating
i’m out my ramen noodle
we havе nothing in common, poodle
i’m a doberman, pinch yourself in thе arm
and pay homage, pupil
it’s me, my honesty’s brutal
but it’s honestly futile
if i don’t utilize what i do though for good
at least once in a while so i wanna make sure
somewhere in this chicken scratch i scribble
and doodle enough rhymes to maybe try to help
get some people through tough times
but i gotta keep a few punchlines just in case
even you unsigned, rappers are hungry
looking at me like it’s lunchtime
i know there was a time where once i
was king of the underground
but i still rap like i’m on my pharoahe monch grind
so i crunch rhymes but sometimes
when you combine, appeal with the skin color of mine
you get too big and here they come
trying to censor you like that one line
i said on “i’m back” from the mathers lp 1
when i tried to say i’ll take 7 kids from columbine
put them all in a line, an ak_47
a revolver and a nine!
see if i get away with it now
that i ain’t as big as i was but i’m
morphing into an immortal
coming through the portal
you’re stuck in a time warp from 2004 though
and i don’t know what the f_ck that you rhyme for
you’re pointless as rapunzel with f_cking cornrows
you write normal? f_ck being normal!
and i just bought a new ray gun from the future
just to come and shoot you like when fabulous
made ray j mad because fab said he looked
like a f_g at mayweather’s pad singing to a man
while he played piano
man, oh man, that was a 24/7 special
on the cable channel, so ray j went
straight to the radio station the very next day
hey fab, i’ma k!ll you!
lyrics coming at you with supersonic speed
(j.j fad)
uh, summa_lumma dooma_lumma you assuming i’m a human
what i gotta do to get it through to you? i’m superhuman
innovative and i’m made of rubber
so that anything you say is ricocheting off of me
and it’ll glue to you
i’m devastating more than ever demonstrating
how to give a motherf_cking audience a feeling like it’s levitating
never fading and i know the haters are forever waiting
for the day that they can say i fell off to be celebrating
because i know the way to get them motivated
i make elevating music; you make elevator music!
“oh, he’s too mainstream”
well, that’s what they do when they get jealous
they confuse it
it’s not hip_hop, it’s pop
because i found a h_lla way to fuse it
with rock, shock rap with doc
throw on “lose yourself” and make them lose it!
“i don’t know how to make songs like that!”
“i don’t know what words to use!”
let me know when it occurs to you
while i’m ripping any one of these verses that verses you
it curtains; i’m inadvertently hurting you
how many verses i gotta murder to
prove that if you were half as nice
your songs you could sacrifice virgins too?!
ugh; school flunky, pill junkie
but look at the accolades these sk!lls brung me
full of myself but still hungry
if i don’t bully myself to do what i put my mind to
when i’m a million leagues above you
ill when i speak in tongues but it’s still
tongue_in_cheek, f_ck you
i’m drunk so satan take the f_cking wheel
i’ma sleep in the front seat pumping
heavy d and the boys
still chunky but funky
but in my head, there’s something i can feel
tugging or struggling, angels fight with devils
and here’s what they want from me…
they’re asking me to eliminate some of the women hate
but if you take into consideration
the bitter hatred i have
then you may be a little patient
and more sympathetic to the situation
and understand the discrimination…
but f_ck it, life’s handing you lemons?
make lemonade then!
but if i can’t batter the women
how the f_ck am i supposed to bake them a cake then?
don’t mistake him for satan
it’s a fatal mistake if you think i need to be overseas
and take a vacation to trip a broad
and make her fall on her face and
don’t be a r_t_rd
be a king? think not
why be a king, when you can be a god?

- eminem

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