Rap God
作词 : Marshall Mathers/B. Zayas Jr/Matthew Del Giorno/Stephen Hacker/D. Davis/Ricky M.L. Walters/D. Birks/Juana Michelle Burns/J Lee/F. Shaheed/K. Nazel
作曲 : Marshall Mathers/B. Zayas Jr/Matthew Del Giorno/Stephen Hacker/D. Davis/Ricky M.L. Walters/D. Birks/Juana Michelle Burns/J Lee/F. Shaheed/K. Nazel
Look, I was gonna go easy on you, not to hurt your feelings
But I'm only going to get this one chance
Something's wrong, I can feel it
It's 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
I'm beginning 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
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 living and a killing off it
Ever since Bill Clinton was still in office
With Monica Lewinsky feeling on his nutsack
I'm an MC, still as honest
But as rude and 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 pissing match with this rappity brat
Packing a MAC in the back of the Ac'
Backpack rap crap, yap-yap, yackety-yak
And at the exact same time, I attempt these lyrical acrobat stunts while I'm practicing that
I'll still be able to break a mother****ing 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 having a rough time period, here's a maxi pad
It's actually disastrously bad
For the wack while I'm masterfully constructing this masterpiece
'Cause I'm beginning 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 maintaining this shit ain't that hard, that hard
Everybody wants the key and the secret to rap immortality like I have got
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!)
MC's 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., induct them
Into the mother****ing Rock n' 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
Till I walk a flock of flames
Off a plank and tell me what in the **** are you thinking?
Little gay-looking boy
So gay I can barely say it with a straight face, looking boy
You're witnessing a massacre like you're watching a church gathering take place, looking boy
"Oy vey, that boy's gay," that's all they say, looking boy
You get a thumbs up, pat on the back
And a "Way to go" from your label everyday, looking boy
Hey, looking boy! What you say, looking boy?
I get a "Hell yeah" from Dre, looking boy
I'ma work for everything I have, never ask nobody for shit, get out my face, looking boy
Basically, boy
You never gonna be capable to keeping up with the same pace, looking boy
'Cause I'm beginning to feel like a Rap God, Rap God
All my people from the front to the back nod, back nod
The way I'm racing 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
So you'll be Thor, I'll be Odin
You rodent, I'm omnipotent
Let off then I'm reloading
Immediately with these bombs I'm toting
And I should not be woken
I'm the walking dead, but I'm just a talking head
A zombie floating, but I got your mom deep-throating
I'm out my Ramen Noodle, we have nothing 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 looking 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 trying 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
Morphing into an immortal, coming through the portal
You're stuck in a time warp from 2004 though
And I don't know what the **** that you rhyme for
You're pointless as Rapunzel with ****ing cornrows
You write normal? **** 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
Singing 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 coming at you at supersonic speed, J.J. Fad
Uh, summa-lumma, dooma-lumma, you assuming 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 ricocheting off of me and it'll glue to you
I'm devastating, more than ever demonstrating
How to give a mother****ing 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 ripping any one of these verses that versus you
It's curtains, I'm inadvertently hurting you
How many verses I gotta murder to
Prove that if you were half as nice as 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, **** you
I'm drunk, so, Satan, take the ****ing wheel, I'ma sleep in the front seat
Bumping 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 asking 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 **** it, life's handing you lemons? Make lemonade then
But if I can't batter the women
How the **** am I supposed to bake them 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?
Rap GodLRC歌词
[00:00.000] 作词 : Marshall Mathers/B. Zayas Jr/Matthew Del Giorno/Stephen Hacker/D. Davis/Ricky M.L. Walters/D. Birks/Juana Michelle Burns/J Lee/F. Shaheed/K. Nazel
[00:00.580] 作曲 : Marshall Mathers/B. Zayas Jr/Matthew Del Giorno/Stephen Hacker/D. Davis/Ricky M.L. Walters/D. Birks/Juana Michelle Burns/J Lee/F. Shaheed/K. Nazel
[00:01.160]Look, I was gonna go easy on you, not to hurt your feelings
[00:04.731]But I'm only going to get this one chance
[00:09.103]Something's wrong, I can feel it
[00:11.467]It's just a feeling I've got
[00:14.202]Like something's about to happen
[00:16.141]But I don't know what
[00:17.700]If that means what I think it means, we're in trouble
[00:20.339]Big trouble
[00:21.028]And if he is as bananas as you say
[00:22.984]I'm not taking any chances
[00:24.377]You are just what the doc ordered
[00:25.956]I'm beginning to feel like a Rap God, Rap God
[00:29.149]All my people from the front to the back nod, back nod
[00:32.243]Now, who thinks their arms are long enough to slap box, slap box?
[00:35.510]They said I rap like a robot, so call me Rap-bot
[00:37.909]But for me to rap like a computer, it must be in my genes
[00:40.246]I got a laptop in my back pocket
[00:41.958]My pen'll go off when I half-cock it
[00:43.548]Got a fat knot from that rap profit
[00:45.154]Made a living and a killing off it
[00:46.439]Ever since Bill Clinton was still in office
[00:48.065]With Monica Lewinsky feeling on his nutsack
[00:50.147]I'm an MC, still as honest
[00:51.276]But as rude and indecent as all hell, syllables, skill-a-holic, kill 'em all with
[00:54.528]This flippity dippity-hippity hip-hop
[00:55.912]You don't really wanna get into a pissing match with this rappity brat
[00:58.154]Packing a MAC in the back of the Ac'
[00:59.577]Backpack rap crap, yap-yap, yackety-yak
[01:01.400]And at the exact same time, I attempt these lyrical acrobat stunts while I'm practicing that
[01:04.540]I'll still be able to break a mother****ing table
[01:06.116]Over the back of a couple of faggots and crack it in half
[01:07.949]Only realized it was ironic, I was signed to Aftermath after the fact
[01:11.498]How could I not blow?
[01:12.378]All I do is drop F-bombs, feel my wrath of attack
[01:14.371]Rappers are having a rough time period, here's a maxi pad
[01:16.996]It's actually disastrously bad
[01:18.473]For the wack while I'm masterfully constructing this masterpiece
[01:20.903]'Cause I'm beginning to feel like a Rap God, Rap God
[01:24.291]All my people from the front to the back nod, back nod
[01:27.369]Now, who thinks their arms are long enough to slap box, slap box?
[01:30.633]Let me show you maintaining this shit ain't that hard, that hard
[01:33.830]Everybody wants the key and the secret to rap immortality like I have got
[01:37.053]Well, to be truthful the blueprint's
[01:38.241]Simply rage and youthful exuberance
[01:39.870]Everybody loves to root for a nuisance
[01:41.335]Hit the Earth like an asteroid, did nothing but shoot for the Moon since (Pew!)
[01:44.403]MC's get taken to school with this music
[01:46.213]'Cause I use it as a vehicle to bus the rhyme
[01:48.068]Now I lead a new school full of students
[01:49.793]Me? I'm a product of Rakim, Lakim Shabazz, 2Pac, N.W.A., Cube
[01:53.688]Hey Doc, Ren, Yella, Eazy, thank you, they got Slim
[01:56.107]Inspired enough to one day grow up, blow up and be in a position
[01:59.214]To meet Run-D.M.C., induct them
[02:00.868]Into the mother****ing Rock n' Roll Hall of Fame
[02:03.471]Even though I'll walk in the church and burst in a ball of flames
[02:05.956]Only Hall of Fame I'll be inducted in
[02:07.526]Is the alcohol of fame on the wall of shame
[02:09.947]You fags think it's all a game
[02:11.522]Till I walk a flock of flames
[02:13.379]Off a plank and tell me what in the **** are you thinking?
[02:15.995]Little gay-looking boy
[02:16.991]So gay I can barely say it with a straight face, looking boy
[02:19.398]You're witnessing a massacre like you're watching a church gathering take place, looking boy
[02:23.073]"Oy vey, that boy's gay," that's all they say, looking boy
[02:25.838]You get a thumbs up, pat on the back
[02:27.156]And a "Way to go" from your label everyday, looking boy
[02:29.144]Hey, looking boy! What you say, looking boy?
[02:30.679]I get a "Hell yeah" from Dre, looking boy
[02:32.408]I'ma work for everything I have, never ask nobody for shit, get out my face, looking boy
[02:35.620]Basically, boy
[02:36.304]You never gonna be capable to keeping up with the same pace, looking boy
[02:38.692]'Cause I'm beginning to feel like a Rap God, Rap God
[02:42.108]All my people from the front to the back nod, back nod
[02:45.202]The way I'm racing around the track, call me NASCAR, NASCAR
[02:48.464]Dale Earnhardt of the trailer park, the White Trash God
[02:51.074]Kneel before General Zod, this planet's Krypton, no Asgard, Asgard
[02:54.936]So you'll be Thor, I'll be Odin
[02:56.716]You rodent, I'm omnipotent
[02:58.629]Let off then I'm reloading
[03:00.005]Immediately with these bombs I'm toting
[03:01.927]And I should not be woken
[03:03.412]I'm the walking dead, but I'm just a talking head
[03:05.571]A zombie floating, but I got your mom deep-throating
[03:08.354]I'm out my Ramen Noodle, we have nothing in common, poodle
[03:11.328]I'm a Doberman, pinch yourself in the arm and pay homage, pupil
[03:14.858]It's me, my honesty's brutal
[03:17.217]But it's honestly futile if I don't utilize what I do though for good at least once in a while
[03:21.677]So I wanna make sure somewhere in this chicken scratch, I scribble and doodle
[03:24.298]Enough rhymes to maybe try to help get some people through tough times
[03:27.523]But I gotta keep a few punchlines
[03:28.988]Just in case 'cause even you unsigned
[03:30.538]Rappers are hungry looking at me like it's lunchtime
[03:33.014]I know there was a time where once I was king of the underground
[03:35.707]But I still rap like I'm on my Pharoahe Monch grind
[03:37.817]So I crunch rhymes, but sometimes when you combine
[03:40.332]Appeal with the skin color of mine
[03:41.877]You get too big and here they come trying to
[03:43.731]Censor you like that one line I said on "I'm Back" from the Mathers LP 1
[03:47.222]When I tried to say I'll take seven kids from Columbine
[03:50.122]Put 'em all in a line, add an AK-47, a revolver and a 9
[03:53.732]See if I get away with it now that I ain't as big as I was, but I'm
[03:57.095]Morphing into an immortal, coming through the portal
[03:59.616]You're stuck in a time warp from 2004 though
[04:01.809]And I don't know what the **** that you rhyme for
[04:03.956]You're pointless as Rapunzel with ****ing cornrows
[04:06.508]You write normal? **** being normal
[04:08.494]And I just bought a new raygun from the future
[04:10.311]Just to come and shoot ya, like when Fabolous made Ray J mad
[04:12.837]'Cause Fab said he looked like a fag at Mayweather's pad
[04:14.593]Singing to a man while he played piano
[04:16.379]Man, oh, man, that was a 24/7 special on the cable channel
[04:19.530]So Ray J went straight to the radio station the very next day
[04:22.018]"Hey, Fab, I'ma kill you!"
[04:23.446]Lyrics coming at you at supersonic speed, J.J. Fad
[04:25.593]Uh, summa-lumma, dooma-lumma, you assuming I'm a human
[04:27.508]What I gotta do to get it through to you I'm superhuman?
[04:29.190]Innovative and I'm made of rubber
[04:30.154]So that anything you say is ricocheting off of me and it'll glue to you
[04:32.315]I'm devastating, more than ever demonstrating
[04:33.699]How to give a mother****ing audience a feeling like it's levitating
[04:35.752]Never fading and I know the haters are forever waiting
[04:37.313]For the day that they can say I fell off, they'll be celebrating
[04:38.898]'Cause I know the way to get 'em motivated
[04:40.110]I make elevating music, you make elevator music
[04:42.389]"Oh, he's too mainstream"
[04:43.501]Well, that's what they do when they get jealous, they confuse it
[04:45.665]"It's not hip-hop, it's pop", 'cause I found a hella way to fuse it
[04:48.836]With rock, shock rap with Doc
[04:50.422]Throw on "Lose Yourself" and make 'em lose it
[04:52.077]"I don't know how to make songs like that
[04:53.709]I don't know what words to use"
[04:55.107]Let me know when it occurs to you while I'm ripping any one of these verses that versus you
[04:58.162]It's curtains, I'm inadvertently hurting you
[04:59.833]How many verses I gotta murder to
[05:01.653]Prove that if you were half as nice as your songs, you could sacrifice virgins too?
[05:04.606]Ugh, school flunky, pill junkie
[05:07.215]But look at the accolades these skills brung me
[05:09.542]Full of myself, but still hungry
[05:11.570]I bully myself 'cause I make me do what I put my mind to
[05:14.345]And I'm a million leagues above you, ill when I speak in tongues
[05:17.890]But it's still tongue-in-cheek, **** you
[05:19.659]I'm drunk, so, Satan, take the ****ing wheel, I'ma sleep in the front seat
[05:22.857]Bumping Heavy D and the Boyz, still "Chunky but Funky"
[05:26.323]But in my head, there's something I can feel tugging and struggling
[05:29.551]Angels fight with devils and here's what they want from me
[05:33.106]They're asking me to eliminate some of the women hate
[05:34.958]But if you take into consideration the bitter hatred I have
[05:37.105]Then you may be a little patient and more sympathetic to the situation
[05:39.761]And understand the discrimination
[05:41.918]But **** it, life's handing you lemons? Make lemonade then
[05:44.853]But if I can't batter the women
[05:46.147]How the **** am I supposed to bake them a cake then?
[05:48.367]Don't mistake him for Satan
[05:49.385]It's a fatal mistake if you think I need to be overseas and take a vacation to trip a broad
[05:53.680]And make her fall on her face and don't be a retard
[05:56.285]Be a king? Think not
[05:57.881]Why be a king when you can be a god?
