Syllables (feat. Dr. Dre, Jay-Z, 50 Cent, Cashis, Stat Quo)

作曲：DR. DRE, EMINEM

作词：DR. DRE, EMINEM

It's not about lyrics anymore, it's about a hot beat and a catchy hook

If we gotta dumb down our style and ABC it

Then so be it

Cause nowadays these kids, jeez

Don't give a sh*t about lyrics

All they wanna hear is a beat and that's it

Long as they can go to the club and get blitz

Pick up some chicks and get some digits

And the DJ's playing them hits

Oh, this my jam, this my sh*t

We don't know a word to a verse

All we know is the chorus

'Cause the chorus repeats the same four words for us

And the songs ginormous, the whole formula's switched

'Cause we don't know anymore, what are hits

Is it the beat, is it the rap?

Is it a finger snap or the same 808 clap?

And how do we adapt and get TRL votes

When 13 year olds control the remote

And Ashley's got a brand new nose

We gotta put some new emphasis on our syllables

If the emphasis on the compact disc isn't the beat

Than I'm gonna feature EM and get rich

And let Dre mix the sh*t and drive off in the Range Ro

'Cause everywhere I go they love the bling bling flow

Bang bang look at the way my chain glow

The ring on my fing' cost Jermaine a lot of dough, oh

The f**k am I busting my brain for?

It's just the way the game go, oh, it takes 2 to tango

You call this a lame flow

You bought the sh*t

I guess you to blame too

I just found the angle

No more reality flow

I'm tryna time my album dropping with a reality show

** the Mac 11 in front of Hot 97

And call my publicist, tell her, "We're in press heaven"

No one gives a sh*t except some kids who just got into sex on the Internet

So you want the chat room or the house of Malibu, Em?

Your emphasis is on the wrong syllable

They said 30's the new 20

Funny, must mean 40's the new 30

Interesting 'cause ever since then it's been innocence

An extension for veteran rappers that are better than half

Of the sh*t coming out right now

It's all trash

The torch is gonna burn out before it gets pa**ed

Jay said it's his last and 50 and Em

Then what?

Detox drops what we got then

So now our whole camps is running around scrambling over what to do

Gambling everytime we put a record out

Just looking for that hook

(Wait, Dre, look)

Shorty I love you

And you love me too

We were meant to be 'cause shorty

You love me

And I love you too

And I promise I'll be true to you

Go shorty, it's your birthday

You made it just in time to hear my wordplay

It's the kid that flip flows who used to flip O's

And run G for days used to see how I get hoes

I'm international, I get my ** licked round the globe

I'm sick right into shows, riding on lolo's

Puffing on coco, my b**ch in Manolo's

Don't f**k with the dodo's, that's ** for dumb hoes

I playing, I ain't got time to joke, joke

You f**k around, you could get your a** smoked lock

It's not a game, me B, I ain't playing

Beat behind me playing, so you ain't hear anyway

You don't hear what I'm saying

Me fin-nini-na

Fee-fi-dididee-yay

Just give me my check and I'll be on my way

Sunny bunny money and funny

You ain't even listening and I just took your money

There once was a time everywhere he turned

Shady aftermath was all you heard

But they say 50 sang too much

And Em got soft

And they say Dre just fell the f**k off

Well, f**k the "f**k off"s

All y'all eat salt, be mad, we bad fresh up outta the vault, oh!

New syllables eat ball, you f**ks off's

Your house, your b**ch I'm getting sucked off

East, south, midwest, even up north

Falling victim to wax, spitting, bring out the white chalk

All for the gingerbread, we get it and get lost

Catch me if you can, I'm running past while y'all walk

Shady made me for bringing it back

For the history of rap

It's gone with a snap, a sneer and a clap

What happened to just spitting about living in the motherf**king city you at

In the grimiest condition, I breath in drama

King Mathers and Cash me, that's freak karma

I'm everything, anything, you could never be

It's a hitting, rhyme in the month deep

I speak with a piece, no peace on my mind

I repeat every evil deed done of mine

No rest contest, contract to sign

By blood I'm in this squad for life

Hear out my wind pipes and I just chime

I'm the reason you guys won't say that line

I'm crazy renegade like Em and Jay-Z

I'm Rosemary's baby, I want you to hate me

Shorty I love you

And you love me too

We were meant to be cause shorty

You love me

And I love you too

And I promise I'll be true to you

It is not about lyrics anymore

It is not about lyrics anymore

It's about a hot beat, a hot beat

It's about a hot beat, a hot beat

A hot, hot, hot beat

And a catchy hook

A hot, hot, hot beat

And a catchy hook

Nobody gives a damn about them syllables, sillyle-ables, whatever they are

I don't care if you gotta rhyme smo, joe, toe and glow

Now get out there and sell some god-damn records

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