Eminem CXVPHER rhymes
he’s really good and really fast and i 100% fucked up some of these lyrics so pls don’t message the blog all angry saying I got something wrong. I tried. Thank you and enjoy.*
“My name is Marshall. I’m reppin’ that mother fuckin’ motor city, bitch.
I just turned Slaughterhouse into a quintet,
began to trend set,
murdered a friends pet,
made shit as ill as it can get when in debt,
like a fucking vignette,
like when two bars,
skins wet I’m already covered in sweat
and I wasn’t even ready to come in yet.
Let me set this drink down,
eat up a gal, start beef with a pal,
probably be wild til i’m wrinkled and senile.
The Rap God was a fucking freestyle off the top of the dome piece,
while I was asleep on the couch.
And I’m free-styling now.
I need a towel,
sweat leaks from my brow,
it’s burning my eyes
my cerebral is foul.
Cause the shit i’m thinkin’ bout should be illegal I need my head ban.
Like the guy who left Clevland Ohio who went to south beach with his talents.
Screaming ‘fuck you’ on the way out
and wink with a smile.
This whole game can eat a dick,
going back deep underground but right now,
I’m back on that bullshit.
And you? I’m singling out.
Cause you’re so fucking outdated, you should mingle awhile.
What the fuck is this cluster fuck of busters bunch of busted douglases, Mother fuckers is one-hit-wonders,
one swing in your crown.
Knock one out the park,
one catchy jingle and now you think you’re fucking with me,
cause you sold like 300 thou?
Bitch I can jump without my feet ever leaving the ground.
Reach up swing from a cloud, with 3000 people around,
Evil and vial enough to leap in the crowd
and heave a child into a sink hole on Cinco De Mayo while I’m sprinkled in _____(?) mardi gras beads and a towel.
I just made that up.
I don’t know much spanish,
I’m not bilingual but I’ll show you a mexican stand off between just these two amigos cause neither really wants to say what they thinking out loud.
But I sure as fuck know how to read body english no doubt.
Cause we’re trying to kill each other
But lyrical fuckers humility, what is a real MC?
He came up with this shit with me.
Never spit that hustle
That shit it wasn’t fit for me.
Let them adjust til they just get the jist of me,
Just not giving a fuck
Plus with a history of muscular disagree,
It wasn’t a mystery why this middle finger was stuck in this upward positioning.
So what in the fuck is a list to me?
I’m used to not being on it.
I expect it out 'em.
Heck, I’ll get my respect without em.
Ain’t really been in to diamonds since I put my first record out but I can put a chain around my second album and wear em as a neck medallion.
Became a millionaire,
went downhill from there,
office swivel chair,
sterling silver ware,
screaming life is still unfair,
til i get a real career,
the fuck am I going to do until then,
this job is too fulfilling,
2 cu-jillion pairs of super villian shoes to fill,
the mood to kill in mood to kill
til i plowed my coup de ville at two some children at the food pavillion at Build a Bear?
Warriors mine em,
pour hydro-chor on ya,
phoria in the drug emporium line,
Im souring I’m pouring Vicadin four at a time,
ignoring the warning signs
before a go four-wheeler riding.
Gorey and violent,
You surely wont find anyone more appauling than I am
with this retalitarian rhyming for glory or stylin’
But I finger her like a witness,
show me a line up,
I usually am abusive but excuse me ma'am
I guess I must have threw you for a loop like Tucan sam when I said I can use a sample
Cause yous a tramp but look at how you react to this trigger like when I call you a bigger dyke than the hoover dam.
Youre playing right into lexs luthers hand,
its such a ruthlessplan,
but even lose a fan,
but fuck it even superman wouldn’t change in a phonebooth for stan.
I’m a brand new being,
Like grand pubas ban.
Happy as Anderson Cooper having a tube crammed in his pooper with lubricant.
Since honesty’s the best policy,
I’ll give it the old college try,
try to acknowledge my mistakes,
probably wont qualify as a gentleman and a scholar
but it’s time that I swallow pride and say that I’m sorry.
Sorry I can’t apologize.
I think of all them times I compromised my bottom rhymes
and thought of all the rhymes that sodomized your daughters minds.
But then i’m like… 'dollar signs’.
But I may fight for gay rights,
especially if they dyke,
it’s more of a knock out than Janay Rice.
Bitch I’ll punch right in your face twice like Ray Rice
in broad day light
in plain sight of the elevator surveillance,
til her head is banged on the railing and celebrate with the ravens.
Never date an assailant who self-medicates with inhalants.
I meditate but I need a better way to escape the aggression,
and the anger.
Cause lay restraints on the ankles,
heavy weights and the ankle
with handcuffs and chains this ain’t enough to contain it
but i still get the same respect as Jay if i came on,
stage with a fucking negligee everyday in Liz Claiborne.
Devasted from breakups with Kate Hudson,
what are they gonna say cause make up ain’t gonna cover that eye ain’t 2/8ths of the way shut,
pepper sprayed with your face cut.
Make my bank like the way up,
off these effin’ skanks on the way up.
Oh bitch thinks she’s heavan sent,
it’s evident that she ain’t never been with 7 inches,
yes i said seven I measured it.
Seven inches from the floor, while I’m standing on the fourth floor from the balcony from the Sheraton while I’m stretching it.
Bitch I’m a pimp so a limp dicks all you’ll ever get.
So if she’s hesitant to get the hint
I betcha that i get the message sent
who’s shes messing with
is hella quick
when i tell a chick
to never use sex as a weapon when i step in to beat the wretched witch with a crescent wrench.
Existential detriment to a lesbian devil in the ??? unpresent??? stench ???of the estrogen level the separatist
the ????? rebel ??? impressionist ????pencilist ????with his lips??? pressed against the edge of this rebel.
Pedal to the metal
I’m ripping this shit right away
cause I'l give it to a bitch like a pedestrian,
See what kind of affect she has on the opposite sex when I push her, flexible little sexy ass through a plate of plexy glass.
SHADY X-V- ASS,
the last 15 years
and I’m predicting my next relapse
when I spit these lyrics
so don’t look at me weird
when I start shifting gears
and shit re-smears
all over Britneys beers,
and this little disney queers,
Who use chicks for beards.
Just made that up too.
oh, and in shady 2.0,
we wrote it in roman numerals,
like they do for the superbowl
cause it’s suppose to confuse you hoes,
loose you as usual.
2 year old,
when i go to the studio,
it’s only music but dont be foolish tho,
you dont know me through it hoe,
but you can blow me to it tho in my homies buick
been known to lose it tho so if i over do it,
you drove me to it when I step in the vocal booth
like i’m supposed to do,
murder you on a fucking track like tony sweart.
In one take,
if i fuck and
i dont redo it.
you couldn’t sound grown on a beat if you were moaning to it.
The day I dont say 'fuck you all’
you can throw me through it.
Routinous, Tootinous, shooting it from the hip ???eminem???
I’m the enemy to them???????
The epitome of an inconsiderate idiot, ???
but they consider me equivalent to chlamydia
they’re trying to get rid of me
But I stiggity stand for the fliggity flag for the united states,
and the freedom i distribute these raps through
and if i catch you
doing anything hindering or prohibiting that
after i give you that a tattoo with your lips on my ass
imma literally be picking up
deliberately whipping the statue of liberty at you