Look, I’ll go easy on you is not for happiness
But go just to have the same opportunity
There is something wrong, I can feel (Six minutes, Slim Shady, you’re on)
Just a feeling I have, and something will happen, but I do not know what
If it means what I think it means we are in trouble, big trouble
And if as bananas as you say, I’m not taking any chances
You’re just what the doctor ordered

I began to feel like God Rap, Rap God
All my people from the front to the last wink, nod back
now feel that their arms are long enough to slap, slap box?
They say rap as a robot, they call me Rapbot

But I have to rap like that in my genes computer
I got a laptop in your pocket
My pen’ll away when I half-cock
Do you have this fat knot profit rap
For live and killed him
Ever since Bill Clinton was still in office
Monica Lewinsky your nut-sack sentiment
I am the MC still so honest
But as impolite and rude as all hell syllables, killaholic (Kill them all with)
The slickety, gibbedy, hip hop hibbedy
You really do not want to go into a pissing match with this rap rappidy
Mac and packing Package AM Last backpack rap, yep, yackidy-WET
At the same time and try to stunt acrobat lyrical exercise while I
The I can still break the fucking table
Gay couples over the back and cut in half
I just realized that it was ironic that I signed to Aftermath thereafter
How not to explode? All you do is drop the F-bomb, feel my rage attack
Rappers having a hard time, here maxipad
This is actually bad disastrous
For Wack until I master this masterpiece building

I began to feel like God Rap, Rap God
All my people from the front to the last wink, nod back
now feel that their arms are long enough to slap, slap box?
Let me show you this does not hold shit so difficult, so difficult

Everyone wants immortality rap secret key and as I have
Well, to be honest plan youthful exuberance and simply rage
Everyone likes to be cut for nuisance
Asteroid hitting the earth like, have done just shooting for months
MC are taking this to school with music
Because I use it as a means to break rhyme
Now take a new school full of students
Me? I yield Rakim, Shabazz lightweight, 2pac N-
-W.A, Cube, hey, Doc, Ren, Yella, eazy, thank you, get slim
sufficiently inspired to one day grow up, exploded and in a position
To meet the Run DMC, and introduce them in the fucking Rock n ‘
Roll Hall of Fame
Though I walk through the church and burst into a ball of fire
Hall of Fame only and be established in the alcohol of fame
On the wall of shame
You fagots think it’s all to play ’til I walk Flocka Flame
Off the table, tell me what the fuck do you think?
A small gay man
So gay I can hardly say it with the right guy face
You are witnesses of the massacre
When you see a guy holding gatherings of church
Oy vey, the man was gay, that’s all a guy says
You can get the thumbs up, pat on the back
As a way to get out of your everyday guy mark
Hey, boy, what about the man?
I got a “Hell Yeah” from Dre guy
I’mma work for everything I have
Never ask anyone about shit, get me the guy
In essence, it will never be able to boy
It’s the same speed guy

As I’m starting to feel like God Rap, Rap God
All my people from the front to the last wink, nod back
As I raced around the track, call me NASCAR, NASCAR
Dale Earnhardt trailer park, White Trash God
Kneel before Zod General planet Krypton, not Asgard Asgard

Thor is the case, and I will Odin, you Glodar, I almighty
Then I let off immediately reload with bombs and Totin ‘
I do not need to wake up
I walk the dead, but I’m just talking heads, floating zombie
Do I have your mom cum
Ramen noodles I am, they have nothing in common, poodle
I’m a Doberman, and manual assembly and paying tribute, student
It’s me, my brutal sincerity
But frankly a waste if we do not use what I was doing, even though
Good for at least occasionally
So I’m sure that somewhere in the scratch and scribble and doodle chicken
Enough rhymes might seek help some people through difficult times
Do I need to keep the case a few punchlines because even these unsigned
Hungry rappers look at me like I was at dinner
I know that there was once a time when I
He was the king of the underworld, but still rapping like I’m on the grind Pharoahe Mönch
So I took care of rhymes, but sometimes when you combine
Appeal to the color of the skin of the mines
You can become too large and come here to try it,
Sensor that one turn to you, I say, “I’m Back” by Marshall Mathers LP
The one I was trying to say I took seven children of Columbine
Put them all in a row, adding gun AK-47 and nine
See if you can get away with it now that it’s not as big as I was,
but I
Morphed into an immortal coming through the portal
Are you stuck in a time warp from 2004, although
And I do not know what the hell that rhyme to
You’re fucking pointless as Rapunzel with braids
As usual you, fuck it to be normal
I just bought a new future Raygun
Just come and shoot ya love when Handy Ray J mad
For Son said he looked like a fagot in the fall Maywhether
Let us sing to the man, while playing piano
Man, oh man, it was particularly 24/7 cable channel
So, Ray J right to a radio station the next day
“Hey, son, I’mma kill ‘
The texts that come to you at supersonic speeds, (JJ Fad)
Uh, alone Lama Lama Duma I assume human
What I have to do to get you to himself superhuman
Innovative and I’m made of rubber
So that everything he said was removed from me, and it will stick to you
I never give more than ever before, showing
How fucking give the audience feel as if it is floating
Never fading, and I know that haters will remain forever
To this day I can say I fell to glorify
Because I know how to be motivated
I say lifting the music, you can make elevator music
Oh, it’s too mainstream
Well, that’s what they do when jealous, they confuse it
It’s not hip hop, pop it, because I had a way to contact Hella
With rock, tail roll with Doc
Throw to Lose Yourself and do not lose them
I do not know how to songs such as
I do not know what words to use
Tell me when you think about
While I undermine any of these verses as diverse as
It’s curtains, I inadvertently hurt you
How many verses I have to murder,
Prove that if you’re half as well songs, you can sacrifice a virgin too Ugh!
flunkie School, pill addict
But look recognition skills brung me
Full of myself, but still hungry
I bullied myself because I was what I thought my timing
And I’m sick million senior leagues when you talk in tongues
But still tongue in cheek, fuck you
I’m drunk, Satan accepts the fucking point, I fell asleep in the front seat
Heavy D & the Boys conflict, though stocky, but funky
But in my mind there is something you can feel the tension and wrinkles
Angels struggle with demons, this is what they want from me
They asked me to get rid of some of the women hate
But, if you take into account the hatred that I have
Then you may be a little more patient and more sympathy for the position
I understand discrimination
But fuck, life teaches you a lemon, make lemonade there is
But if you can not beat a woman to fuck me to give them cake then?
Do wrong to Satan
This is a fatal mistake if you think it needs to be abroad
A trip such as vacation and wide
And she fell on her face, and do not be retarded
You king? I think it is not, why is king when you can be a God?