[Intro]
Look, I was gonna go easy on you not to hurt your feelings
But I'm only going to get this one chance (Six minutes—, six minutes—)
Something's wrong, I can feel it (Six minutes, Slim Shady, you're on!)
by Sanderlei Silveira - 13/03/2023
[Intro]
Look, I was gonna go easy on you not to hurt your feelings
But I'm only going to get this one chance (Six minutes—, six minutes—)
Something's wrong, I can feel it (Six minutes, Slim Shady, you're on!)
Just a feeling I've got, like something's about to happen, but I don't know what.
If that means what I think it means, we're in trouble, big trouble;
And if he is as bananas as you say, I'm not taking any chances
You are just what the doc ordered
[Chorus]
I'm beginnin' to feel like a Rap God, Rap God
All my people from the front to the back nod, back nod
Now, who thinks their arms are long enough to slap box, slap box?
They said I rap like a robot, so call me Rap-bot
[Verse 1]
But for me to rap like a computer it must be in my genes
I got a laptop in my back pocket
My pen'll go off when I half-cock it
Got a fat knot from that rap profit
Made a livin' and a killin' off it
Ever since Bill Clinton was still in office
With Monica Lewinsky feelin' on his nutsack
I'm an MC still as honest
But as rude and as indecent as all hell
Syllables, skill-a-holic (Kill 'em all with)
This flippity dippity-hippity hip-hop
You don't really wanna get into a pissin' match
With this rappity brat, packin' a MAC in the back of the Ac'
Backpack rap crap, yap-yap, yackety-yack
And at the exact same time, I attempt these lyrical acrobat stunts while I'm practicin' that
I'll still be able to break a motherfuckin' table
Over the back of a couple of faggots and crack it in half
Only realized it was ironic, I was signed to Aftermath after the fact
How could I not blow? All I do is drop F-bombs
Feel my wrath of attack
Rappers are havin' a rough time period, here's a maxi pad
It's actually disastrously bad for the wack
While I'm masterfully constructing this masterpièce
[Chorus]
Cause I'm beginnin' to feel like a Rap God, Rap God
All my people from the front to the back nod, back nod
Now, who thinks their arms are long enough to slap box, slap box?
Let me show you maintainin' this shit ain't that hard, that hard
Everybody want the key and the secret to rap immortality like Ι have got
[Verse 2]
Well, to be truthful the blueprint's
Simply rage and youthful exuberance
Everybody loves to root for a nuisance
Hit the Earth like an asteroid
Did nothing but shoot for the Moon since (Pew!)
MCs get taken to school with this music
Cause I use it as a vehicle to "bus the rhyme"
Now I lead a new school full of students
Me? I'm a product of Rakim
Lakim Shabazz, 2Pac, N.W.A, Cube, hey Doc, Ren
Yella, Eazy, thank you, they got Slim
Inspired enough to one day grow up, blow up and be in a position
To meet Run–D.M.C., and induct them
Into the motherfuckin' Rock and Roll Hall of Fame
Even though I'll walk in the church and burst in a ball of flames
Only Hall of Fame I'll be inducted in is the alcohol of fame
On the wall of shame
You fags think it's all a game, 'til I walk a flock of flames
Off a plank and, tell me what in the fuck are you thinkin'?
Little gay-lookin' boy
So gay I can barely say it with a straight face, lookin' boy (Ha-ha!)
You're witnessin' a mass-occur
Like you're watching a church gathering take place, lookin' boy
Oy vey, that boy's gay!—that's all they say, lookin' boy
You get a thumbs up, pat on the back
And a "way to go" from your label every day, lookin' boy
Hey, lookin' boy! What you say, lookin' boy?
I get a "hell yeah" from Dre, lookin' boy
I'ma work for everything I have, never asked nobody for shit
Get outta my face, lookin' boy!
Basically, boy, you're never gonna be capable
Of keepin' up with the same pace, lookin' boy, 'cause—
[Chorus]
I'm beginnin' to feel like a Rap God, Rap God
All my people from the front to the back nod, back nod
The way I'm racin' around the track, call me NASCAR, NASCAR
Dale Earnhardt of the trailer park, the White Trash God
Kneel before General Zod
This planet's Krypton—no, Asgard, Asgard
[Verse 3]
So you'll be Thor and I'll be Odin
You rodent, I'm omnipotent
Let off, then I'm reloadin'
Immediately with these bombs I'm totin'
And I should not be woken
I'm the walkin' dead, but I'm just a talkin' head, a zombie floatin'
But I got your mom deep-throatin'
I'm out my Ramen Noodle
We have nothin' in common, poodle
I'm a Doberman, pinch yourself in the 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 'cause even you unsigned
Rappers are hungry lookin' 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 tryin'
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 seven kids from Columbine
Put 'em all in a line, add an AK-47, a revolver and a 9
See if I get away with it now that I ain't as big as I was, but I'm
Morphin' into an immortal, comin' through the portal
You're stuck in a time warp from 2004 though
And I don't know what the fuck that you rhyme for
You're pointless as Rapunzel with fuckin' cornrows
You write normal? Fuck being normal!
And I just bought a new raygun from the future
Just to come and shoot ya, like when Fabolous made Ray J mad
Cause Fab said he looked like a fag at Mayweather's pad
Singin' 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 kill you!"
Lyrics comin' at you at supersonic speed (J.J. Fad)
Uh, summa-lumma, dooma-lumma, you assumin' 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 ricochetin' off of me and it'll glue to you and
I'm devastating, more than ever demonstrating
How to give a motherfuckin' 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, they'll be celebrating
Cause I know the way to get 'em 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,—'cause I found a hella way to fuse it
With rock, shock rap with Doc
Throw on "Lose Yourself" and make 'em 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 rippin' any one of these verses that versus you
It's curtains, I'm inadvertently hurtin' 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 skills brung me
Full of myself, but still hungry
I bully myself 'cause I make me do what I put my mind to
And I'm a million leagues above you
Ill when I speak in tongues, but it's still tongue-in-cheek, fuck you
I'm drunk, so, Satan, take the fucking wheel
I'ma sleep in the front seat
Bumpin' Heavy D and the Boyz, still "Chunky but Funky"
But in my head there's something I can feel tugging and struggling
Angels fight with devils and here's what they want from me
They're askin' 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 fuck it, life's handin' you lemons? Make lemonade then!
But if I can't batter the women
How the fuck am I supposed to bake 'em 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 retard—be a king? Think not
Why be a king when you can be a god?
[Intro]
Va ye, ez ê li ser we hêsantir bimînim ku hûn hestên xwe neêşînin
Lê ez tenê diçim ev yek derfet (şeş hûrdem - şeş hûrdem-)
Tiştek çewt e, ez dikarim wê hîs bikim (şeş hûrdem, şilav slim, hûn li ser in!)
Tenê hestek ku min heye, mîna tiştek tiştek diqewime, lê ez nizanim çi.
Heke ev tê vê wateyê ku ez difikirim ku ev tê vê wateyê, em tengasiyê, tengasiyek mezin;
If heke ew wekî ku hûn dibêjin banan e, ez şansê nakim
Hûn tenê tiştê ku doc ferman kir
[Qoro]
Ez Beginnin im 'ku xwe wekî Rap Xweda, Rap Xwedê
Hemî mirovên min ji eniyê ber bi nodê ve, paşnav
Naha, kî difikire ku çekên wan pir dirêj in ku pêlika slap, qutiya slap?
Wan got ku ez mîna robotê rap, ji ber vê yekê ji min re dibêjin rap-bot
[Ayet 1]
Lê ji bo ku ez wek komputerek raporim divê ew di genên min de be
Min laptopek li pişta min
Penêrê min gava ku ez nîv-kokikê wê biçim
Ji wê sûdê rapê ya rûnê rûnê rûnê
Livin 'û killin' ji wê re çêkir
Ji hingê ve Bill Clinton hîn jî li nivîsgehê bû
Bi Monica Lewinsky Feelin 'li ser nutsack wî
Ez hîna jî wekî dilsoz im
Lê wekî xedar û wekî bêhempa wekî hemî dojehê
Sêwiran, Skill-A-Holic (Kuştin 'Em Hemî Bi)
Ev flippity dippity-hippity hip-hop
Hûn bi rastî naxwazin têkevin pêşbaziyek pissin '
Bi vê Rappity Brat, Packin 'MAC li pişta AC'
Crap rapp rap, yap-yap, yackety-yack
Û di heman demê de, dema ku ez pratîkê dikim 'ew hewl didim vê stûnên Lyrical Acrobat
Ez ê hîn jî bikaribim tabloyek dayikê bişikînim
Li ser pişta du fagotan û di nîvê de hilweşînin
Tenê fêm kir ku ew ironî bû, ez piştî vê rastiyê hatim îmzekirin
Ma ez çawa dikarim nekim? Tiştê ku ez dikim bombeyên f-bombeyan
Xezeba êrîşê min hîs bikin
Rappers havin 'serdemek wext e, li vir padek Maxi ye
Ew bi rastî ji bo wack bi rastî xirab e
Dema ku ez bi master re vê şahînetiyê ava dikim
[Qoro]
Sedema ku ez dest pê dikim 'ku mîna rap Xwedê bim
Hemî mirovên min ji eniyê ber bi nodê ve, paşnav
Naha, kî difikire ku çekên wan pir dirêj in ku pêlika slap, qutiya slap?
Bila min nîşanî we bide 'Ev Shit ne dijwar e, ew dijwar e
Her kes key û veşartî dixwaze ku nemirbûna nemiro mîna ι hebe
[Ayetek 2]
Welê, ji bo ku bi Rastiya BluePrint-ê be
Simply Rage and Exuberance Xort
Her kes hez dike ku ji bo aciziyê root bike
Erdê mîna asteroidê xist
Ji ber ku ji ber (pew!) Ji bo heyvê tiştek nekir!)
MCS bi vê muzîkê re diçin dibistanê
Sedema ku ez wê wekî wesayîtek bikar tînim ku "otobusê rhyme"
Naha ez dibistanek nû bi xwendekaran re rêve dikim
Min? Ez hilberek rakim im
Lakim shabazz, 2pac, n.w.a, cube, hey doc, ren
Yella, Eazy, Spas, wan şil bûn
Ji rojekê têra xwe mezin dibe, hilkişiya û di rewşekê de be
Ji bo hevdîtina run-d.m.c., Û wan biqedîne
Li salona zalim û rock û roll ya navgîniyê
Her çend ez ê di dêrê de bimeşim û li topek agiran bişewitim
Tenê Hall of Fame Ez ê li hundur bêxem bikim alkolê fame
Li ser dîwarê şermê
Hûn fags difikirin ku ew hemî lîstikek e, 'Til ez diçim guleyek agir
Ji planek dûr û, ji min re bêje ka hûn çi difikirin?
Kurê piçûk-gay-lookin
Ji ber vê yekê gay ez dikarim bi rengek rasterast bi rûyek rasterast bibêjim, Lookin 'Boy (Ha-Ha!)
Tu şahidê 'girseyî dikî
Mîna ku hûn li civîna dêrê temaşe dikin, li kurê xwe digerin
Oy Vey, ew kurik Gay! -Ez her tiştê ku ew dibêjin, Lookin 'Boy
Hûn li ser piştê tiliyên xwe radibin, pat
Û "rêyek ku her roj" ji labelê xwe ve biçin, li kurê xwe binihêrin
Hey, Lookin 'Boy! Tu çi dibêjî, Lookin 'Boy?
Ez ji Dre, Lookin 'Boy, "Hell Erê"
Ez ji bo her tiştê ku min heye dixebitim, qet carî ji bo shit nepirse
Rûyê min derkeve, li binihêrin kur!
Di bingeh de, kurik, tu carî nekare
Bi domandina eynî leza, lê binihêre '
[Qoro]
Ez Beginnin im 'ku xwe wekî Rap Xweda, Rap Xwedê
Hemî mirovên min ji eniyê ber bi nodê ve, paşnav
Awayê ku ez racin 'li dora track im, gazî min nascar, nascar bikim
Dale Earnhardt ya Parka Trailer, Xweda Trash Spî
Berî zexîreya Giştî Knel bikin
Ev Planet Krypton-Na, Asgard, Asgard
[Ayets 3]
Ji ber vê yekê hûn ê bibin Thor û ez ê bibim ODIN
Tu rodent, ez omnipotent im
Bihêlin, wê hingê ez ji nû ve dikim '
Di cih de bi van bombeyan re ez totim '
Û divê ez ne bibim woken
Ez Mirî 'Mirî me, lê ez tenê serê axaftinê', floatin zombie '
Lê min dayika te kûr-throatin '
Ez noodle xwe yê ramenê me
Me nothin 'bi hevbeş, poodle
Ez Doberman im, xwe di destê xwe de çikilim û xaniyê xwe bidin, şagird
Ew ez im, dilsoziya min hovane
Lê heke ez nikarim tiştê ku ez çi bikim
Ji bo qencî di demekê de carekê
Ji ber vê yekê ez dixwazim li deverek vê mirîşkê biqedînim
Dibe ku hewl bidin ku ji bo hin kesan bi demên dijwar re bibin alîkar
Lê ez pêdivî ye ku çend punchlines bihêle
Tenê di doza 'de dibe sedema we
Rappers birçî ne ku li min e mîna ku ew şîvê ye
Ez dizanim demek ku carekê ez li wir bûm
Padîşahê jêrzemînê bû
Lê ez hîn jî mîna min dixwînim ku ez li ser pharoahe Monch Grind im
Ji ber vê yekê ez rûkan diqîrim, lê carinan gava ku hûn hevber dikin
Bi rengê çermê min re îtiraz bikin
Hûn pir mezin dibin û li vir ew têne ceribandin '
Ji bo ku hûn mîna yek xeta xwe sansûr bikin
Min li ser "Ez vegeriyam" ji Mathers LP 1 gava ku ez
Hewl da ku bibêje ez ê heft zarokên ji Columbine bavêjim
Li ser xêzek bixin, AK-47, revolver û 9-an zêde bikin
Binihêrin ka ez niha bi wê re diçim ku ez ne wek mezin bûm, lê ez im
Morfîn 'nav xwezayî, comin' bi portal
Hûn di sala 2004-an de di warê warpê de diqulipînin
Û ez nizanim fena ku hûn ji bo rhyme
Hûn bi Rapunzel re bêwate ne bi Fuckin 'Cornrows
Hûn normal dinivîsin? FUCK HEM NORM!
I min tenê ji pêşerojê re raygun nû kirî
Tenê werin û gulebaran bikin, mîna ku Fabolous çêkir Ray J Mad
Sedem got ku ew mîna fagek li padê Mayweather xuya dikir
Gava ku wî piyanoyê lîstiye, Singîn 'ji zilamekî re lîst
Mêr, Oh mirov, ew di kanala kabloyê de 24/7 taybetî bû
Ji ber vê yekê Ray J rasterast çû radyoyê
Dotira rojê, "Hey Fab, ez te dikujim!"
Lyrics Comin 'Li We Li Supersonic Speed (J.J. Fad)
Uh, SUMMA-LUMMA, DOOMA-LUMMA, hûn assumin 'Ez mirov im
Tiştê ku ez gotim bikim da ku ew bi we re derbas bibe? Ez Superhuman im
Nûjen û ez ji gomikê çêkir da ku tiştek ku hûn dibêjin Ricochetin 'ji min re ye û ew ê ji we re bizivire û
Ez ji xwenîşandanê bêtir wêranker im
Meriv awa Dibe ku Audience Dayikê Mişkek Bûyerek mîna Levitating
Qet venagerin, û ez dizanim ku nefret li benda ne
Forimkî roja ku ew dikarin bêjin ez ketim, ew ê pîroz bikin
Sedema ku ez dizanim ku ez bi motîfek bistînim
Ez muzîka bilindkirinê dikim, hûn muzîka asîman çê dikin
Oh, ew pir sereke ye.
Welê, ew e ku ew çi dikin gava ku ew xeyal dibin, ew wê tevlihev dikin
Ew ne hip-hop e, ew pop e, - 'sedem ku min rêyek Hella dît
Bi Rock, Rap Rap Bi Doc
Avêtin ser "xwe winda bikin" û çê bikin 'em wenda bikin
Ez nizanim ka meriv çawa stranan dixe
Ez nizanim çi peyvan bikar tînim.
Bila ez bizanim gava ku ew ji we re çêbibe
Dema ku ez rippin 'yek ji van ayetên ku li hember we ye
Ew perde ye, ez bêhêz im birîndar dikim 'hûn
Çend ayetên ku min ji bo kuştin
Îspat bikin ku heke hûn nîvê xweş bûn, stranên we hûn dikarin mêran jî qurban bikin ?!
Ugh, School Flunky, Pill Junkie
Lê binihêrin li ser vê yekê ew hunerên ku ji min re dibêjin
Bi xwe tijî, lê dîsa jî birçî ne
Ez xwe qul dikim 'sedema ku ez ji min re dikim tiştê ku min hişê xwe dixe
Û ez mîlyon leagues li jor te me
Ill gava ku ez bi zimanan diaxivim, lê ew hîn jî zimanî ye - di-rû de ne
Ez serxweş im, wusa, aneytan, tekera qirikê hildin
Ez di kursiya pêşîn de razêm
Bumpin 'Heavy D And Boyz, Hîn "Chunky Lê Funky"
Lê di serê min de tiştek heye ku ez dikarim tengahiyê û têkoşînê bikim
Angels bi şeytan re şer dike û li vir tiştê ku ew ji min dixwazin
Ew ji min dipirsin ku ez hinekan ji wan nefret dikim
Lê heke hûn li ser nefreta qirêj binêrin
Min heye, wê hingê dibe ku hûn nexweşek piçûk bin
Û ji rewşê bêtir dilovan
Û cûdabûnê fêm bikin
Lê ew qenc bikin, destê jiyanê we lemon dike? Wê hingê leymûn bikin!
Lê heke ez nikarim jinan bişewitim
Theiqas fuck ez dixwazim ku çuçek bişewitim?
Wî ji bo aneytan xelet nekin
Heke hûn difikirin ku divê ez li derveyî me bibim xeletiyek fatal e.
To trip a berfireh, û wê li ser rûyê xwe rûne û
Ma bibe padîşahek retard-be? Difikirin
Whyima gava ku hûn dikarin Xwedê bibin padîşah?