Oh my God, Ronny! Ayy, somebody grab him some clippers (Zzzzt)
His fuckin' beard is weird
Tough talk from a rapper payin' millions for security a year
I think my dad's gone crazy, yeah, Hailie, you right
Oh my God, Ronny! Ayy, somebody grab him some clippers (Zzzzt)
His fuckin' beard is weird
Tough talk from a rapper payin' millions for security a year
I think my dad's gone crazy, yeah, Hailie, you right
Dad's always mad cooped up in the studio, yellin' at the mic
You're sober and bored, huh? (I know)
Bout to be 46 years old, dog
Talkin' 'bout "I'ma call up Trick Trick"
Man, you sound like a bitch, bitch
Man up and handle your shit (Ugh)
Mad about somethin' I said in 2012
Took you six years and a surprise album just to come with a diss (Huh)
Homie, we get it, we know that you're the greatest rapper alive
Fuckin' dweeb, all you do is read the dictionary and stay inside
Fuck "Rap God," I'm the Rap Devil
Comin' bare-faced with a black shovel
Like the Armageddon when the smoke settle
His body next to this instrumental, I'm sayin'
[Chorus]
I'm sick of them sweatsuits and them corny hats, let's talk about it
I'm sick of you bein' rich and you still mad, let's talk about it
Both of us single dads from the Midwest, we can talk about it
Or we could get gully, I'll size up your body and put some white chalk around it (Ayy)
[Verse 2]
Let's talk about the fact you actually blackballed a rapper
That's twice as young as you (Let's talk about it)
Let's call Sway
Ask why I can't go on Shade 45 because of you (Brrt)
Let's ask Interscope
How you had Paul Rosenberg tryin' to shelf me (Huh?)
Still can't cover up the fact
Your last four albums is as bad as your selfie
Now tell me, what do you stand for? (What?)
I know you can't stand yourself (No)
Tryin' to be the old you so bad, you Stan yourself (Ha)
Let's leave all the beefin' to 50 (Please)
Em, you're pushin' 50
Why you claimin' that I'ma call Puff?
When you the one that called Diddy (Facts)
Then you went and called Jimmy (Facts)
They conference called me in the morning (What?)
They told me you mad about a tweet
You wanted me to say sorry (What?)
I swear to God I ain't believe him (Nah)
Please say it ain't so (No)
The big bad bully of the rap game can't take a fuckin' joke
Oh, you want some fuckin' smoke (What?)
But not literally, you'll choke
Yeah, I'll acknowledge you're the G.O.A.T
But I'm The Gunner, bitch, I got you in the scope (Brrah)
Don't have a heart attack now (No)
Somebody help your mans up (Help)
Knees weak of old age, The Real Slim Shady can't stand up
[Chorus]
I'm sick of them sweatsuits and them corny hats, let's talk about it (Let's talk)
I'm sick of you bein' rich and you still mad, let's talk about it (Let's talk)
Both of us single dads from the Midwest, we can talk about it (Haha)
Or we could get gully, I'll size up your body and put some white chalk around it
[Verse 3]
Hello Marshall, my name's Colson
You should go back to Recovery (Wouh)
I know your ego is hurtin'
Just knowin' that all of your fans discovered me (Hi)
He like, "Damn, he a younger me
Except he dresses better and I'm ugly
Always making fun of me."
Stop all the thuggery, Marshall, you livin' in luxury (Ayy)
Look what you done to me
Dropped an album just because of me
Damn, you in love with me
You got money but I'm hungry
I like the diss but you won't say them lyrics out in front of me
Shout out to every rapper that's up under me
Know that I'll never do you like this fuckery
Still bitter after everyone loves you
Pull that wedgie out your dungarees (Ayy)
I gotta respect the OGs and I know most of 'em personally (Ayy)
But you're just a bully actin' like a baby
So I gotta read you a nursery (Pussy)
I'm the ghost of the future
And you're just Ebenezer Scrooge (Facts)
I said on Flex anyone could get it
I ain't know it would be you
[Chorus]
I'm sick of them sweatsuits and them corny hats, let's talk about it (Let's talk)
I'm sick of you bein' rich and you still mad, let's talk about it (Let's talk)
Both of us single dads from the Midwest, we can talk about it (Haha)
Or we could get gully, I'll size up your body and put some white chalk around it
[Bridge]
Ayy, ridin' shotty 'cause I gotta roll this dope
It's a fast road when your idols become your rivals, yeah
Never hesitate to say it to your face, I'm an asshole
Bitch-ass motherfucker
Oh my God, Ronny
Fuck Kells
[Verse 4]
We know you get nervous, Rabbit
I see Mama's spaghetti all over your sweater
I wish you would lose yourself on the records
That you made a decade ago, they were better
Accordin' to them, you're a national treasure
To me, you're as soft as a feather
The type to be scared to ask Rihanna for her number
Just hold her umbrella-ella-ella
I'm not afraid, okay Oscar the Grouch, chill on the couch (Fuck)
You got an Oscar, damn
Can anyone else get some food in their mouth? (For real)
They made a movie about you, you're in everybody's top ten
You're not getting better with time
It's fine, Eminem, put down the pen
Or write an apology
Over the simple fact, you had to diss to acknowledge me
I am the prodigy
How could I even look up to you? You ain't as tall as me
5'8" and I'm 6'4", seven punches hold your head still
Last time you saw 8 Mile was at home on a treadmill
You were named after a candy
I was named after a gangster (Brr)
And don't be a sucker and take my verse off of Yelawolf's album, thank you (Thank you)
I just wanna feed my daughter
You tryna stop the money to support her
You the one always talkin' 'bout the action
Text me the addy, I'm pullin' up scrappin'
And I'm by my fuckin' self, what's happenin'
EST captain, salute me or shoot me
That's what he's gonna have to do to me
When he realizes there ain't shit he could do to me
Everybody always hated me, this isn't anything new to me
Yeah there's a difference between us
I got all of my shit without Dre producin' me (Ayy)
I know you're not used to me
Usually one of your disses should ruin me
But bitch I'm from Cleveland
Everybody quiet this evenin', I'm readin' the eulogy (Shh)
Dropped an album called Kamikaze
So that means he killed him
Already fucked one rapper's girl this week
Don't make me call Kim
[Chorus]
I'm sick of them sweatsuits and them corny hats, let's talk about it (Let's talk)
I'm sick of you bein' rich and you still mad, let's talk about it (Let's talk)
Both of us single dads from the Midwest, we can talk about it (Haha)
Or we could get gully, I'll size up your body and put some white chalk around it
Oh mo Dhia, Ronny! Ayy, duine éigin grab dó roinnt bearrthóirí (Zzzzt)
Is é a fuckin 'féasóg aisteach
caint diana ó payin rapper 'milliúin do shlándáil in aghaidh na bliana
I mo thuairimse, mo dhaid imithe mire, yeah, Hailie, ceart agat
Daid i gcónaí buile cooped suas sa stiúideo, Yellin 'ag an mic
Tá tú ag a sober agus leamh, huh? (Tá a fhios agam)
Bout a bheith 46 bliain d'aois, madra
Talkin '' bout "glaoch I'ma suas Trick Trick"
Man, tú fuaime mar soith, soith
Fear suas agus a láimhseáil do cac (Ugh)
Mad faoi rud éigin 'a dúirt mé i 2012
Thóg tú sé bliana d'aois agus a albam iontas ach chun teacht le diss (Huh)
Homie, a fháil againn é, tá a fhios againn gur tusa an rapper is mó beo
dweeb fuckin ', tá gach a dhéanann tú ag léamh an foclóir agus fanacht taobh istigh
Fuck "Rap Dia," Tá mé an Diabhal Rap
Comin 'lom-aghaidh le sluasaid dubh
Cosúil leis an Armageddon nuair a bheidh an socrú síos deataigh
A chorp in aice leis an uirlise, tá mé ag sayin '
[Chorus]
Tá mé sweatsuits tinn acu agus iad hataí corny, a ligean ar labhairt mar gheall air
Tá mé tinn de tú bein 'saibhir agus tú fós dÚsachtach, a ligean ar labhairt mar gheall air
An dá linn dads aonair ó Midwest, is féidir linn labhairt faoi
Nó d'fhéadfadh muid a fháil gully, beidh mé méid suas do chorp agus a chur ar roinnt cailc bhán timpeall air (Ayy)
[Verse 2]
A ligean ar labhairt faoi an bhfíric bearailte tú i ndáiríre rapper
Sin dhá uair chomh hóg le tú (A ligean ar labhairt faoi é)
Sway glaoch ligean ar
Fiafraigh cén fáth nach féidir liom dul ar Shade 45 mar gheall tú (Brrt)
A ligean ar a iarraidh Interscope
Cén chaoi a raibh tú Paul Rosenberg tryin 'go seilf me (Huh?)
Ní féidir a chlúdach fós ar bun ar an bhfíric
Tá do ceithre albam seo caite chomh dona is a d'selfie
Anois inis dom, cad a dhéanann tú ag seasamh do? (Cad?)
Tá a fhios agam nach féidir leat a bheith tú féin (Níl)
Tryin 'a bheith ar an sean tú chomh dona, tú Stan tú féin (Ha)
A ligean ar saoire go léir na beefin 'go 50 (le do thoil)
Em, tá tú ag pushin '50
Cén fáth tú claimin 'go I'ma glao Puff?
Nuair a bheidh tú ag an duine a dtugtar Diddy (Fíricí)
Ansin, chuaigh tú, agus ar a dtugtar Jimmy (Fíricí)
Siad ar a dtugtar comhdháil orm ar maidin (Cad é?)
Dúirt siad liom buile tú ar tí tweet
Raibh tú dom a rá leithscéal (Cad é?)
I swear le Dia Níl chreidfinn é (Nah)
Le do thoil a rá nach bhfuil sé chomh (Níl)
Ní féidir leis an bulaí mór olc an chluiche rap ghlacadh fuckin 'joke
Ó, ba mhaith leat roinnt fuckin 'deatach (Cad é?)
Ach ní literally, beidh tú choke
Yeah, beidh mé aitheantas a thabhairt go bhfuil tú ar an G.O.A.T
Ach tá mé ag an Gunner, soith, fuair mé tú ar an raon feidhme (Brrah)
Do not have taom croí anois (Níl)
Somebody cabhrú do mans suas (Cabhair)
Knees lag d'aois d'aois, ní féidir leis an Real Slim Shady seasamh suas
[Chorus]
Tá mé tinn acu sweatsuits agus iad hataí corny, a ligean ar labhairt faoi (A ligean ar labhairt)
Tá mé tinn de tú bein 'saibhir agus tú fós dÚsachtach, a ligean ar labhairt faoi (A ligean ar labhairt)
An dá linn dads aonair ó Midwest, is féidir linn labhairt faoi é (Haha)
Nó d'fhéadfadh muid a fháil gully, beidh mé méid suas do chorp agus a chur ar roinnt cailc bhán timpeall air
[Verse 3]
Dia duit Marshall, mo ainm ar Colson
Ba chóir duit dul ar ais chuig Recovery (Wouh)
Tá a fhios agam go bhfuil do ego hurtin '
Just a knowin 'go fuair sé amach gach ceann de do lucht leanúna me (Hi)
Is maith sé, "Damn, sé dom níos óige
Ach amháin gúnaí sé níos fearr agus tá mé ghránna
I gcónaí ag magadh fúm. "
Stop na thuggery, Marshall, livin tú 'i só (Ayy)
Féach cad atá déanta agat dom
Thit albam hamháin mar gheall ar dom
Damn, tú i ngrá liom
Fuair tú airgead ach Tá ocras orm
I cosúil leis an diss ach ní bheidh tú ag rá leo liricí amach i romham
Shout amach go dtí gach rapper go bun faoi dom
Know go ní fheicfidh mé a dhéanann tú mar seo fuckery
Fós Is breá searbh tar éis gach duine tú
Tarraing go wedgie amach do dungaraíthe (Ayy)
Gotta mé meas na OGS agus tá a fhios agam an chuid is mó de 'em go pearsanta (Ayy)
Ach tá tú díreach Actin bulaí 'cosúil le leanbh
Mar sin, gotta mé léann tú plandlainne (Pussy)
Tá mé an taibhse na todhchaí
Agus tá tú díreach Ebenezer Scrooge (Fíricí)
Dúirt mé ar bhféadfadh Flex duine ar bith a fháil
Níl a fhios agam go mbeadh sé a bheith agat
[Chorus]
Tá mé tinn acu sweatsuits agus iad hataí corny, a ligean ar labhairt faoi (A ligean ar labhairt)
Tá mé tinn de tú bein 'saibhir agus tú fós dÚsachtach, a ligean ar labhairt faoi (A ligean ar labhairt)
An dá linn dads aonair ó Midwest, is féidir linn labhairt faoi é (Haha)
Nó d'fhéadfadh muid a fháil gully, beidh mé méid suas do chorp agus a chur ar roinnt cailc bhán timpeall air
[Droichead]
Ayy, Ridin 'shotty' cúis gotta liom rolladh an dope
Tá sé ina bóthar go tapa nuair a bheith do idols do iomaitheoirí, yeah
Ná bíodh aon leisce ort a rá é a d'aghaidh, tá mé ar asshole
motherfucker Aaargh-asal
Oh mo Dhia, Ronny
Fuck Kells
[Verse 4]
Tá a fhios againn go gheobhaidh tú neirbhíseach, Coinín
Feicim spaghetti Mama fud do geansaí
Ba mhaith liom go mbeadh tú a chailleann tú féin ar na taifid
A rinne tú deich mbliana ó shin, bhí siad níos fearr
Accordin 'leo, tá tú ina stór náisiúnta
Chun liom, tá tú chomh bog mar cleite
Don chineál atá le scanraithe a iarraidh Rihanna as a uimhir
Just a shealbhú a scáth-Ella-Ella
Níl mé eagla, ceart go leor Oscar an grouch, fuaraigh ar an tolg (fuck)
Fuair tú Oscar, damnaigh
An féidir le haon duine eile a fháil ar roinnt bia ina bhéal? (I ndáiríre)
Rinne siad ar scannán faoi tú, go bhfuil tú i gach duine deich barr
Nach bhfuil tú ag fáil níos fearr leis an am
Tá sé fíneáil, Eminem, cuir síos ar an peann
Nó scríobh leithscéal
Thar an bhfíric simplí, bhí tú a Diss aitheantas a thabhairt dom
Is mise an prodigy
Conas is féidir liom breathnú fiú suas go dtí duit? Níl tú chomh hard liom
5'8 "agus tá mé 6'4", punches seacht shealbhú do cheann go fóill
Uair dheireanach a chonaic tú go raibh 8 Mile sa bhaile ar treadmill
Bhí tú ainmnithe tar éis candy
Ainmníodh mé tar éis gangster (BRR)
Agus ná a bheith ina sucker agus a chur ar mo véarsa de thalamh de albam Yelawolf s, go raibh maith agat (Go raibh maith agat)
Ba mhaith liom a beatha díreach tar éis mo iníon
tryna duit stop a an t-airgead chun tacaíocht a thabhairt di
Tá tú an ceann ag caint i gcónaí '' bout an gníomh
Téacs dom an addy, tá mé pullin 'suas scrappin'
Agus tá mé ag mo fuckin 'féin, cad atá happenin'
EST captaen, cúirtéis a thabhairt dom nó shoot me
Sin an méid atá sé ag dul a bheith le déanamh dom
Nuair a réadaíonn sé nach bhfuil ann cac fhéadfadh sé a dhéanamh liom
Gach duine fuath dom i gcónaí, nach bhfuil sé seo aon rud nua dom
Yeah níl difríocht idir linn
Fuair mé gach ceann de mo cac gan Dre producin 'me (Ayy)
Tá a fhios agam nach bhfuil tú ag úsáid chun dom
De ghnáth ba chóir ceann amháin de do chuid disses ruin dom
Ach soith Is as Cleveland
Gach duine ciúin an evenin ', tá mé ag readin' an eulogy (shh)
Thit albam a dtugtar Kamikaze
Mar sin, go ciallaíonn mharaigh sé é
Cheana fucked rapper amháin cailín an tseachtain
Ná dhéanamh dom glaoch Kim
[Chorus]
Tá mé tinn acu sweatsuits agus iad hataí corny, a ligean ar labhairt faoi (A ligean ar labhairt)
Tá mé tinn de tú bein 'saibhir agus tú fós dÚsachtach, a ligean ar labhairt faoi (A ligean ar labhairt)
An dá linn dads aonair ó Midwest, is féidir linn labhairt faoi é (Haha)
Nó d'fhéadfadh muid a fháil gully, beidh mé méid suas do chorp agus a chur ar roinnt cailc bhán timpeall air