Wednesday, March 7, 2012

Bitch, you get no love.

I’m alive again, more alive than I have been in my whole entire life. I can see these people’s ears perk up as I begin, to spaz with the pen, I’m a little bit sicker than most shit’s finna get thick again. They say the competition is stiff, but I get a hard dick from this shit, now stick it in. I ain’t never giving in again caution to the wind, complete freedom. Look at these rappers, how I treat them, so why the fuck would I join them when I beat them. They call me a freak because, I like to spit on these pussies fore I eat them. Man, get these whack cocksuckers off stage. Where the fuck is Kanye when you need him? Snatch the mic from ‘em, bitch I’mma let you finish in a minute. Yeah the rap is tight, but I’m tryna spit the greatest verse of all time, so you might want to go back to the lab tonight and um scribble out them rhymes you were going to spit, and start over from scratch and write new ones, but I’m afraid that it ain’t gonna make no difference, when I rip this stage and tear it in half tonight. It’s an adrenaline rush to feel the bass thump, in the place all the way to the parking lot, fellow. Set fire to the mic and ignite the crowd. You can see the sparks from hot metal. Cold-hearted from the day I Bogarted the game. I so started to rock fellow, when I’m not even in my harshest. You can still get roasted because Marsh is not mellow, til I’m toppling from the top I’m not going to stop. I’m standing on my Monopoly board, that means I’m on top of my game and it don’t stop, til my hip don’t hop anymore, when you so good that you can’t say it, ’cause it ain’t even cool for you to sound cocky anymore. People just get sick cause you spit , these fools can’t drool or dribble a drop anymore, and you can never break my stride. You never slow the momentum at any moment I’m about to blow. You’ll never take my pride, killing the flow, slow venom and the opponent. Is getting no mercy, mark my words, sin’t letting up, relentless. I smell blood, I don’t give a fuck: keep giving them hell. Where was you when I fell and needed help up? You get no love!    -Eminem

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