Woah, Joyner, Joyner, yeah, yeah, yeah! Yeah, I done did a lot of things in my day, I admit it
I don't take back what I say, if I said it then I meant it
All my life I want a Grammy, but I'll prolly never get it
I ain't never had no trophy or no motherfuckin' ribbon (Yah I said it)
Woah, Joyner, Joyner, yeah, yeah, yeah! Yeah, I done did a lot of things in my day, I admit it
I don't take back what I say, if I said it then I meant it
All my life I want a Grammy, but I'll prolly never get it
I ain't never had no trophy or no motherfuckin' ribbon (Yah I said it)
Fuck the system, I'm that nigga, bend the law, cut the rules
I'm about to risk it all, I ain't got too much to lose
Y'all been eatin' long enough, it's my turn to cut the food
Pass the plate! Where my drink? This my day, lucky you
Fuck you too, woo!
[Chorus: Joyner Lucas]
Y'all gotta move, y'all gotta move, y'all gotta move
Give me some room, give me some room, give me the juice
Hop out the coupe, hop out the coupe, hop out and shoot
Y'all gotta move, y'all gotta move, give me the juice
[Verse 1: Joyner Lucas]
Back on my bullshit, my back to the wall
Turn my back on you, all of you finished
Back to these bullets, it's back to the job
Pull my MAC out and all of you runnin'
Back on my hood shit, it's back to the pushin'
These packs and I'm actually pumpin'
Can't fuck with you rappers, you practically suckin'
You mighta went platinum but that don't mean nothin'
I'm actually buzzin' this time
Straight out the kitchen, I told 'em the oven is mine
I do not fuck with you guys (Woo!)
If I don't kill you, just know you gon' suffer this time
I ain't no gangster but I got some bangers
Some chains and some blades and a couple of knives
Choppers and jammies, a partridge, a pear tree
My 12 days of Christmas was nothin' but lies (I)
Run at you hard like a sumo (Sumo)
They say I talk like a chulo (Chulo)
I live on Mars, I'm not Bruno (Woo)
Bitch I'm a dog, call me Cujo (Rah)
You play your cards, I reverse on you all
And I might just draw 4 like a Uno (Bup)
Cállate boca mejor, maricón, little puto, and all of you culo (Joyner)
They've invented a level up in the ghetto to get old
Lookin' for somethin' I prolly can never find now
Shit get relevant 'til 'nother beef die down
In truth, a nigga just really want me tied down
I've been alone and I never needed nobody
Just only me and my shotty, I'll tell these niggas to lie down
Keep all the money, I never wanted the lifestyle
I just pray to God that my son'll be alright now
I said ain't no love for the other side
Or anyone who ever want smoke (Joyner)
When I die I'm goin' out as the underdog who never lost hope (Yeah)
You in the wrong cab down the wrong path
Nigga, wrong way, wrong road (Woo, woo)
Snakes in the grass tryna slither fast
I just bought a fuckin' lawn mower (Vroom!)
[Pre-Verse: Eminem]
I done said a lotta things in my day, I admit it
This is payback in a way, I regret it that I did it
I done won a couple Grammys, but I sold my soul to get 'em
Wasn't in it for the trophies, just the fuckin' recognition
Fuck's the difference?
I'm that cracker, bend the law, fuck the rules
Man, I used to risk it all, now I got too much to lose
I've been eatin' long enough, man, my stomach should be full
I just ate, licked the plate, my buffet, lucky me
Fuck you think? (Woo!)
[Verse 2: Eminem]
I got a couple of mansions
Still I don't have any manners
You got a couple of ghostwriters
But to these kids it don't actually matter
They're askin' me, "What the fuck happened to hip-hop?"
I said, "I don't have any answers."
Cause I took an L when I dropped my last album
It hurt me like hell but I'm back on these rappers
And actually comin' from humble beginnings
I'm somewhat uncomfortable winning
I wish I could say, "What a wonderful feeling!"
We're on the upswing like we're punchin' the ceiling!
But nothin' is feeling like anyone has any fuckin' ability
To even stick to a subject, it's killin' me
The inability to pen humility
Ha-ta-ta ba-ta-ta, why don't we make a bunch of
Fuckin' songs about nothin' and mumble 'em?
Fuck it, I'm goin' for the jugular
Shit is a circus, you clowns that are comin' up
Don't give an ounce of a motherfuck
About the ones that were here before you that made rap
Let's recap, way back, MC's that wreak havoc on tape decks
ADAT's, where the G Raps and Kanes at?
We need 3 Stacks ASAP and bring Masta Ace back
Cause half of these rappers have brain damage
All the lean rappin', face tats, syruped out like tree sap
I don't hate trap, and I don't wanna seem mad
But in fact, where the old me at? The same cat
That would take that feedback and aim back, I need that
But I think it's inevitable
They know what button to press or what lever to pull
To get me to snap though (Lil' bitch)
And if I pay it attention I'm prob'ly makin' it bigger
But you've been takin' ya dicks in the fuckin' back, ho (Get it?)
On the brink, any minute got me thinkin' of finishin'
Everything with acetaminophen and reapin' the benefits
I'm asleep at the wheel again
As I peak into thinkin' about an evil intent
Of another beat I'ma kill again
Cause even if I gotta end up eatin' a pill again
Even ketamine or methamphetamine with the minithin
It better be at least 70 or 300 milligram
And I might as well 'cause I'ma end up bein' a villain again
Levels to this shit, I got an elevator
You could never say to me I'm not a fuckin' record breaker
I sound like a broken record every time I break a record
Nobody could ever take away the legacy I made, I never cater
Motherfucker, now I got a right to be this way
I got spite inside my DNA
But I roll 'til the wheels fall off, I'm workin' tirelessly, ayy
It's the moment y'all been waitin' for
Like California wishin' rain to pour
In that drought, y'all been prayin' for
My downfall from the 8 Mile to the Southpaw
Still the same Marshall, that outlaw
That they say as a writer might've fell off
I'm back on that bull like the cowboy
[Chorus: Joyner Lucas & Eminem]
So y'all gotta move (Yeah), y'all gotta move (Yeah), y'all gotta move
Give me some room, give me some room, give me the juice
Hop out the coupe, hop out the coupe, hop out and shoot
Y'all gotta move, y'all gotta move, give me the juice
Oho, Joyner, Joyner, jā, jā, jā! Jā, es darīts bija daudz lietas manā dienā, es uzņemt to
Man nav ņemt atpakaļ to, ko es saku, ja es teicu, ka tad es gribēju to
Visa mana dzīve es vēlos Grammy balvu, bet es prolly nekad get it
Man nav nekad nebija trofeju vai nav motherfuckin "lentes (Yah es teicu to)
Fuck sistēma, es esmu, ka nigga, saliekt likums, samazināt noteikumus
Es esmu par to riskēt to visu, man nav got pārāk daudz ko zaudēt
Y'all ir apetīti pietiekami ilgi, tā ir mana kārta samazināt pārtiku
Pass plāksni! Kur mans dzēriens? Šī mana diena, laimīgs jums
Fuck you too, bildināt!
[Chorus: Joyner Lucas]
Y'all gotta pārvietot, y'all gotta pārvietot, y'all gotta pārvietot
Dodiet man istabu, dod man kādu istabu, dod man sulu
Hop ārā Coupe, hop ārā Coupe, hop, un šaut
Y'all gotta pārvietot, y'all gotta pārvietot, dod man sulu
[Verse 1: Joyner Lucas]
Atpakaļ uz mana bullshit, muguru pie sienas
Ieslēdziet manu atpakaļ uz jums, jums visiem pabeigta
Atpakaļ uz šiem lodes, tas ir atpakaļ uz darbu
Izvelciet manu MAC, un jums visiem Runnin '
Atpakaļ uz manu kapuci sūdi, tas ir atpakaļ uz Pushin "
Šīs pakotnes, un es esmu patiešām pumpin "
Nevar ar Tevi nodrāzties, reperi, jūs praktiski suckin "
Jūs mighta gāja platīna, bet tas nenozīmē, nothin '
Es tiešām Buzzin "šoreiz
Taisni no virtuves, es teicu "em krāsns raktuves
Man nav fuck ar jums puiši (Woo!)
Ja man nav nogalināt jums, tikai zinu, ka tu gon "ciest šo laiku
Man nav ne bandīts, bet es saņēmu dažas plaukšķenes
Daži ķēdes un dažas asmeņi un pāris naži
Smalcinātāji un jammies A irbe, bumbieru koks
Mana 12 dienas Ziemassvētku bija Nothin ", bet meli (I)
Palaist tevi grūti, piemēram, sumo (Sumo)
Viņi saka, es runāju kā chulo (Chulo)
Es dzīvoju uz Marsa, es neesmu Bruno (Woo)
Kuce es esmu suns, zvaniet man Cujo (Rah)
Tu spēlē savas kārtis, es mainīt uz jums visiem
Un es varētu vienkārši izdarīt 4 kā Uno (BUP)
Cállate Boca mejor, maricón, maz Puto, un jums visiem culo (Joyner)
Viņi izgudroja līmeni uz augšu geto iegūt veco
Izskatīsies pēc somethin "Es prolly nekad nevar atrast tagad
Sūdi saņemt attiecīgā "til 'nother liellopu die leju
Patiesībā A nigga tikai tiešām gribi piesaistīti uz leju
Es esmu viens pats, un man nekad nav nepieciešams neviens
Vienkārši tikai mani un manu shotty, es saku šos Niggas apgulties
Turiet visu naudu, es nekad gribēju dzīvesveidu
Es tikai lūdzu Dievu, lai mana son'll alright tagad
Es teicu nav ne mīlestība uz otru pusi
Vai ikviens, kurš jebkad vēlas dūmus (Joyner)
Kad es die es esmu goin 'ārā kā underdog, kuri nekad zaudējuši cerības (Jā)
Tu nepareizā kabīnē pa nepareizo ceļu
Nigga, nepareizi, nepareizi ceļu (Woo, bildināt)
Čūskas zālē tryna šļūkt ātri
Es tikko nopirku fuckin 'zāles pļāvēju (Vroom!)
[Pre-Verse: Eminem]
Es darīts teicu Lotta lietas manā dienā, es uzņemt to
Tas ir atmaksāšanās tādā veidā, es nožēloju, ka es to izdarīju
Es darīts uzvarēja pāris Grammy balvas, bet es pārdevu savu dvēseli, lai iegūtu 'em
Nebija tajā par trofejām, tikai fuckin 'atzīšana
Fuck ir atšķirība?
Es esmu, ka krekinga, saliekt likumu, drāzt noteikumus
Man, es izmantoti, lai riskēt to visu, tagad es saņēmu pārāk daudz ko zaudēt
Es esmu apetīti pietiekami ilgi, cilvēks, mans kuņģis ir pilns
Es tikko ēda, laizīja plati, mana bufete, laimīgs mani
Fuck jūs domājat? (Woo!)
[Verse 2: Eminem]
Man pāris savrupmājas
Joprojām man nav nekādu tikumu
Tev pāris ghostwriters
Bet ar šiem bērniem, tas nav reāli nozīmes
Viņi Askin 'mani, "Kas, pie velna noticis ar hip-hop?"
Es teicu: "Man nav nekādu atbildi."
Cēlonis Es ņēma L, kad es samazinājās manu pēdējo albumu
Tas sāp mani kā ellē, bet es esmu atpakaļ uz šiem reperi
Un patiesībā comin "no pazemīgs pirmsākumiem
Es esmu nedaudz neērti uzvarētāju
Es vēlos es varētu teikt, "Kas brīnišķīgu sajūtu!"
Mēs esam uz uzplaukumu kā mēs esam punchin "griestus!
Bet Nothin 'ir sajūta, piemēram, kāds ir kādas fuckin' spējas
Pat stick uz tēmu, tas ir Killin 'mani
Nespēja pildspalva pazemību
Ha-ta-ta ba-ta-ta, kāpēc nav mēs ķekars
Fuckin 'dziesmas par Nothin' un murmināt "em?
Fuck tā, es esmu goin 'uz jūga
Sūdi ir cirks, jūs klauni, kas ir comin "uz augšu
Nedod unce par motherfuck
Par tiem, kas bija šeit, pirms jums, kas izgatavoti repa
Let 's Atgādinājums, ceļu atpakaļ, MC ir tik dot vaļu izpostīt lenšu magnetofoni
ADAT ir, kur G Raps un KANES at?
Mums ir 3 Kopas ASAP un dot Masta Ace atpakaļ
Cēlonis puse no šiem reperiem ir smadzeņu bojājumu
Visi liesa Rappin ', sejas tats, syruped ārā tāpat koku sulas
Man nav naida lamatas, un es nevēlos, šķiet mad
Bet patiesībā, ja vecā ar mani? Tas pats kaķis
Tas būtu nepieciešams, ka atsauksmes un mērķis atpakaļ, man ir nepieciešams, ka
Bet es domāju, ka tas ir neizbēgami
Viņi zina, ko pogu nospiest vai ko svira vilkt
Lai iegūtu mani snap, lai gan (Lil 'kuce)
Un, ja es varu maksāt to uzmanību es esmu prob'ly Makin 'ir lielāks
Bet jūs esat bijis Takin 'ya peņi ir fuckin' atpakaļ, ho (Get tā ir?)
Uz sliekšņa, jebkuru minūti ieguva mani thinkin "no finishin"
Viss ar acetaminofēns un reapin "priekšrocības
Es esmu aizmidzis pie stūres atkal
Kā es maksimumu Thinkin "par ļaunu nolūku
No citu ritmu kā esmu nogalināt vēlreiz
Iemesls, pat ja es gotta galu galā apetīti tableti atkal
Pat ketamīna vai metamfetamīns ar minithin
Tas labāk vismaz 70 vai 300 miligramu
Un es varētu arī "cēlonis esmu beigties Bein" nelietis atkal
Līmeņi uz šo sūdi, es saņēmu lifts
Tu nekad nevarētu teikt, ka man neesmu fuckin 'ieraksts lauzējs
Man izklausīties sadalīti ieraksts katru reizi, kad es lauzt rekordu
Neviens varētu kādreiz atņemt mantojumu, ko es izteicu, es nekad rūpēties
Motherfucker, tagad es saņēmu tiesības būt šādā veidā
Man neskatoties iekšā manā DNS
Bet es roll 'til riteņi nokrist, es esmu workin' nenogurstoši, ayy
Tas ir brīdis y'all bijis waitin "par
Tāpat California wishin 'lietus ieliet
Šajā sausums, y'all bijis prayin "par
Mans krišanu no 8 Mile uz kreilis
Tomēr pats Marshall, ka Outlaw
Ka viņi saka, kā rakstnieks varētu esam nokrita
Es esmu atpakaļ uz šo bulli, piemēram, kovboju
[Chorus: Joyner Lucas & Eminem]
Tātad y'all gotta pārvietot (Jā), y'all gotta pārvietot (Jā), y'all gotta pārvietot
Dodiet man istabu, dod man kādu istabu, dod man sulu
Hop ārā Coupe, hop ārā Coupe, hop, un šaut
Y'all gotta pārvietot, y'all gotta pārvietot, dod man sulu