Lyrics:
even up my sleeve
A million albums sold and it's hard to believe
Well it's true homeboy, it's not a lie
I used to sell tapes on Sunnyside
I used
entrancing,
but the dancing was a lamentable mess!"
FIRMIN
"Dear Firmin, just a brief reminder:
my salary has not been paid.
Send it care of the ghost, by
Just know you gonna be great like you always been destined
Keep me by your side you'll never need no protection
A little girl is waking up this
And every year we do it, but we all resent it
So let me bring some chaos to my favorite tenants
It's a Christmas album, bitch
I hope you like your presents
he is?
Kevin Crowley? Marshall Mathers of the future?
I wish to shake his hand one day and tell Eminem
That his second album single-handedly
Gotta make sure mind is set on becoming strong.
Better place your wildest bets on the underdog.
Makin an album trying to set up the bar.
Stars are far,
you're waiting for
Don't take life as a present to someone that you don't know who I am so
I'm meant to deceive myself for one more
Don't hang up, bitch,
album
Y'all don't see me on that trailer trash wilding (No more)
Got the Eminem comparison I'm pale and thin
Compared to him I fail within (Yup)
Eminem, but he threw away the candy and ate the rapper
Chewed him up, and spitted him out
Girl, giddy-up, now get, get down
He's lookin' around this club
screaming Kelly just got shot
M24 scope with the red dot
Killshot by Eminem to body drop
Careers six feet under suck a cock
Mgk this a turtle race
You're slow
cheap pink Primark t-shirt like you do - as though threatening to understand or engage (as though threatening to understand or engage…)
you’re just
Causing terror to Christina Aguilera
When I grab her by the hair and drag her across the Sahara
Beware of this rap terrorist with a therapist
With a hair
wrongs
I'm just EMINEM, they MENIME's
If I flip, they all gonna flop
Ey, drop out an EP that sound like an album
Can't tell I'm coming or going away
Pull
bless your kids I had one wish
At 18 bitch I wished it be more famous that Eminem with a gift
Make rap hits then got sidetracked by the drugs and glitz
hellayellas
Boss up my bih on the clock trapping Cinderellas
Know I'm always on the spot surrounded by killas
Never had no heelys i was sliding wit my filas
blend
I'm not Eminem and I'm not Lennon
I'ma lead a generation and pick it
Up where they left it, it's Witt
proper
My grind and my whip yeah they both automatic
If I wanna get it I go out and grab it
Got rid of distractions, I changed up my habits
And then I took
So switch up the feed there's no time to bleed
It cuts really deep
I'm just a creep
Inside my mind, I did the time, but a few questions on re-peat
Are
I could wolf whistle at robots
I feel I could hold a relatively decent conversation with TV's Joe Pasquale
I feel I could listen to a whole album by
I'm so selfish sell the venue
Sellout tell them what you're into
Boy I'm so into myself I refract it through this confidence
I'm living to inspire all
How I know I'll never do right by this lady, in my head saying she stupid thinking we keeping this baby
In reality I wouldn't commit even if you payed
Why is it that Eminem had to sign 50?
When everybody knew he had the
Town in his frenzy
Ross had to come up north for Meek Millie
Wayne signed Cory, Jae
is just the guy to lead a crew
Right up to your face and diss you
Everyone saw me on the last album cover
Holding a pistol something far from
goal
With this album, I tried to create my own lane in this rap game
My own style feel me? shit thats hot
But still got bars feel me? Shit to turn up
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