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Eminem Rap God


Letra Rap God lyrics en Ingles

(Intro)

– Look, I was gonna go easy on you

And not to hurt your feelings

– But I'm only going to get this one chance

– 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 were just what the doctor ordered

(Eminem)

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 slapbox, slapbox?

They said I rap like a robot, so call me Rapbot

But for me to rap like a computer 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 nut-sack

I'm an MC still as honest

But as rude and indecent as all hell

Syllables, killaholic (Kill 'em all with)

This slickety, gibbedy, hibbedy hip hop

You don't really wanna get into a pissing match

With this rappidy rap, packing a Mac

In the back of the Ac, pack backpack rap, yep, yackidy-yac

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 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 having a rough time

Period, here's a maxipad

It's actually disastrously bad for the wack

While I'm masterfully constructing this masterpiece as

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 slapbox, slapbox?

Let me show you maintaining this shit ain't that hard, that hard

Everybody want the key

And the secret to rap immortality like I have got

Well, to be truthful the blueprint's

Simply rage and youthful excuberance

Everybody loves to root for a nuisance

Hit the earth like an asteroid

Did nothing but shoot for the moon since

MC's get taken to school with this music

Cause I use it as a vehicle to bust a rhyme

Now I lead a new school full of students

Me? I'm a product of Rakim, Lakim Shabazz, 2Pac

N.W.A, Cube, 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 DMC and induct them into the motherfuckin' Rock n'

Roll Hall of Fame, even though I walk

In the church and burst in a ball of flames

Only Hall of Fame I 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 of planking, tell me what in the fu*kare you thinking?

Little gay looking boy

So gay I can barely say it with a straight face looking boy

You witnessing a massacre

Like you 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 got a "hell yeah" from Dre looking boy

I'mma work for everything I have

Never ask nobody for shit, get outta my face looking boy

Basically boy you're never gonna be capable

To keep up with the same pace looking boy

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 Krypton, no Asgard, Asgard

So you be Thor and I'll be Odin

You rodent, I'm omnipotent

Let off then I'm reloading immediately

With these bombs I'm totin'

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 to try

And 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 tryna censor you

Like that one line I said on "I'm Back" from the Marshall Mathers LP

One where I tried to say I take seven kids from Columbine

Put 'em all in a line, add an AK-47, a revolver and a nine

See if I get away with it now

That I ain't as big as I was, but I'm morph into an immortal

Coming through the portal

But you're stuck in a timewarp from 2004 though

And I don't know what the fu*kthat you rhyme for

You're pointless as Rapunzel with fucking cornrows

You're like normal. Fuck being normal

And I just bought a new Raygun from the future

To just come and shoot ya like when Fabolous made Ray J mad

Cause Fab said he looked like a fag at Maywhether’s pad

Singin' to a man while they played piano

Oh, man, oh, 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'mma kill you

Lyrics coming at you at supersonic speed, JJ Fad

Uh, sama lamaa duma lamaa 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 saying

Ricocheting off of me and it'll glue to you

I'm never stating, more than never demonstrating

How to give a motherfuckin' audience a feeling like it's levitating

Never fading, and I know that the haters are forever waiting

For the day that they can say I fell off, they'd 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 diverse as you, it’s curtains

I’m inadvertently hurtin' you

How many verses I gotta murder to prove

That if you're half as nice at songs

You can sacrifice virgins too

School flunkie, pill junky, but look at the accolades

The 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, fu*kyou

I'm drunk so Satan take the fucking wheel

I'm asleep in the front seat

Bumping Heavy D and the Boys

Still chunky, but funky

But in my head there's something

I can feel tugging and struggling

Angels fight with devils, here's what they want from me

They asking me to eliminate some of the women hate

But if you take into consideration the bitter hatred that I had

Then you may be a little patient

And more symphatetic to the situation

And understand the discrimation

But fu*kit, life's handing you lemons

Make lemonade then, but if I can't batter the women

How the fu*kam I supposed to bake them a cake then?

Don't mistake it 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?
Letras traducidas en Español

Letras de canciones >> e >> Eminem

Disco: "The Marshall Mathers LP 2 MMLP2"

Estilo: Hip Hop Playlist Eminem


Letra Eminem - Rap GodEstamos Escuchando Rap God de Eminem con letra en este video de música online con en el video clip con estilo Hip Hop y editado en (2013) e incluido en el disco ''The Marshall Mathers LP 2 MMLP2''. El tema "Rap God" es el mas escuchado del CD donde puedes ver su letra y las canciones Top "River (feat. Ed Sheeran)" ,"Walk On Water (feat. Beyoncé)" ,"Rap God" ,"Criminal (traducida al español)" ,.


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