Lyrics:
It's a wide world out there
So much wider than imagined
I can't quite put my finger on the pulse
Of your heart softly beating
Just beneath
and she blonde, just like Eminem (Shawty thick, bitch)
Ass shots, just like Kanye and Kim and 'em (Look, ayy)
I said your niggas ain't got it in 'em
like Lorena Bobbitt
This ain't no movie that I play a part in
It's real life and I'm nice in the punch-you-in-the-face department
Writin' hand too
Cognitive Dissonance by Idol Worship
All I see are the angry people
And if I speak or say the punch line wrong
Then I’ll see wrath of disapproval
phase the tortured soul you know
I need to bring this out the door
Unleash my mind into the world
I need to kill it!
My inspiration, though is Eminem
to the regular
I pray with a scent
Of cat piss reaking drippin down my neck
And i dont complain about the cards that im dealt
Call it thuggin out or pushin
Ps
and find my friends
As fast as Eminem can rap But no, instead I met a 10
Who loves to dance and doesn't want to go to bed yet
Like what cost the rent in
of change it
Instead of casting out
Can we embrace it
Your not defined
By your placement
Cause I made a classic album up in my basement
I gotta go
I need
bets power plays looking Amish
That ain't shocking
You ain't help me with the process
You ain't gang
Punch in more than 50 cent they ain't banks
call me Eminem but more erratic
Spitting bars like I'm automatic
With these bars I spit, you could call me acrobatic
Now take a minute to pray
Remember hearing all his beats I couldn't wait til I got home
Tried to be like Eminem and I would copy all his flows
Couldn't wait til I could finally sit
Friday night you love to Karaoke. The doors open and your first in line
You do Sinatra, Eminem or Smokey. Next thing you know everybody's dyin
You
Eminem
And if not, I'ma try it again
Put a rollie on my wrist, call me Ben ten
If that bitch ain't want me, I'ma call her best friend
Cause I'm a super
status in your mind
You might find that I'm the next Eminem
And if not, I'ma try it again, put a rollie on my wrist
Call me Ben 10 if that bitch ain't want
of my face
Get the fuck out of my face
Get the fuck out of my face
I'll punch your uncle up
All I ever known was drugs
Before the drugs, seen
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
Your son was DUI, but my momma made it by
I didn't shed no tears when you left me
But the rest of the family cried
Trials and tribulations, ruined my
shit, huh, Dre?
Oh, for sho'
Yeah
Check me out
It's still Dre, Day nigga, AK, nigga
Though I've grown a lot, can't keep it home a lot
'Cause when
the brothers representin' the Dirty Dozen
I be the F-R-O the double G
And check out the man, he goes by the name of er
Slim Shady, brain dead like Jim Brady
It's a wide world out there
So much wider than imagined
I can't quite put my finger on the pulse
Of your heart softly beating
Just beneath
to works and for my dreams come true
I know, i'm wrong, i can't say no
More crazy than a painting by Van Gogh
For me is not easy to go out of control
I'm
Alligator ritual turns out it was the visual
Proficient with the lyrical, a vision like a miracle
Damage all you mumblin' MCs rhyming 'bout decimal
hook right in your head.
You wish it was a knockout punch.
Let it go, when the blood flows slow.
Now you come by where you're at enjoy the show.
Well
shit, huh, Dre?
Oh, for sho'
Yeah
Check me out
It's still Dre, Day nigga, AK, nigga
Though I've grown a lot, can't keep it home a lot
'Cause when
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