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Karaoke Rap God Eminem
6:05
In the same key as the original: G
Play the karaoke of Rap God
Lyrics of Rap God
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 as indecent as all hell syllables killaholic
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 yap yackidy-yac
Now 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
'Cos 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 exuberance
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 'cos I use it as a vehicle
Now I lead a new school full of students
Me? I'm a product of Rakim
Lakim Shabazz two Pac 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 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
You fags think it's all a game 'till I walk a flock of flames
Off of a plank and tell me what in the fuck are 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'm a 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 it up with the same pace looking boy 'cos
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 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 try to help get some people through tough times
But I gotta keep a few punchlines
Just in case 'cos 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 one when
I tried to say I take seven kids from Columbine
Put 'em all in a line add an AK-fourty-seven a revolver and a nine
See if I get away with it now that I ain't as big as I was but I've
Morphed into an immortal coming through the portal
You're stuck in a timewarp from two thousand four though
And I don't know what the fuck that 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
Just to come and shoot ya like when Fabolous made
Ray J mad
'Cos Fab said he looked like a fag at Maywhether's pad singin' to a man while they played piano
Man oh man that was a twenty four seven special on the cable channel
So Ray J went straight to the radio station the very next day hey Fab, I'm a kill you
Lyrics coming at you at supersonic speed
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 say is ricocheting off of me and it'll glue to you
I'm never stating more than ever 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 'cos 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
'Cos 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 as half as nice at songs you can sacrifice virgins too ah
School flunkie, pill junky but look at the accolades
The skills brung me full of myself but still hungry
I bully myself 'cos I make me do what I put my mind to
When 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'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 and 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 sympathetic to the situation
And understand the discrimination
But fuck it life's handing you lemons
Make lemonade then but if I can't batter the women
How the fuck am I supposed to bake them a cake then?
Don't mistake it for it's a fatal mistake if you think I need to be overseas
And take a vacation to trip abroad
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
Any reproduction is prohibited
as made famous by Eminem
Original songwriter : Eminem, Bigram John Zayas, Juana Michelle Burns, Dania Maria Birks, Juanita A Lee, Fatimah Shaheed, Kim R Nazel, Matthew Arther Delgiorno, Stephen Hacker, Slick Rick, Douglas L Davis
License courtesy of : Universal Music Publishing UK
This title is a cover of Rap God as made famous by Eminem
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