Rap God - Mr. Cii Remix

Look I was gonna go easy on you 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 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 doc ordered

I'm beginnin' to feel like a 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-** 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 as 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 pissin' match

With this rappity brat packin' a MAC in the back of the Ac'

Backpack rap crap yap-yap yackety-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 mother****in' 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 havin' a rough time period here's a maxi pad

It's actually disastrously bad for the wack

While I'm masterfully constructing this masterpièce

'Cause I'm beginnin' 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 maintainin'

This **** 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

Pew

MCs 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****in' Rock and 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

'Til I walk a flock of flames

Off a plank and tell me what in the **** are you thinkin'

Little gay-lookin' boy

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

Ha-ha

You're witnessin' a mass-occur

Like you're watching 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 ****

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 beginnin' 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'll 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 floatin'

But I got your mom deep-throatin'

I'm out my Ramen Noodle

We have nothin' 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 lookin' 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 tryin'

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

Morphin' into an immortal comin' 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 ****in' 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

Singin' 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 comin' at you at supersonic speed

J J Fad

Uh summa-lumma dooma-lumma you assumin' 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 ricochetin' off of me

And it'll glue to you and

I'm devastating more than ever demonstrating

How to give a mother****in' 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 rippin' any one of these verses that versus you

It's curtains I'm inadvertently hurtin' you

How many verses I gotta murder to

Prove that if you were half as nice

Your songs you could sacrifice virgins too

Ugh school flunky pill **

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

I'll 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

Bumpin' 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 askin' 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 handin' 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