SHAZEN | Ai Music Finder: Look, I was gonna go easy on you and 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, 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 doctor 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 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 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 indecent as all hell syllables, killaholic (kill 'em all with) This flippity dippity-hippity hip-hop You don't really wanna get into a pissing match with this rappidy brat Packin' a MAC in the back of the Ac', backpack rap crap, yap-yap, yackity-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 having a rough time period, here's a Maxipad It's actually disastrously bad For the wack, while I'm masterfully constructing this masterpièce
'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 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 nothin' 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 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'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 You witnessin' a mass-occur Like you're watchin' 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 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 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
So you 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 float
