I said that I'ma ride for my motherfucking niggas, most likely I'ma die with my finger on the trigger I been grinding outside, all day with my niggas And I ain't going in, unless I'm with my nigga My nigga, my nigga My nigga, my nigga My nigga, my nigga My nigga, my nigga First things first, I love all of my niggas This rap shit crack, then I involve my niggas You looking for some lean, let me call my niggas He sell it for the high, I need all my niggas Some niggas smoke, smoke some niggas drink, drink Got niggas on the block with the glock they dont think That's a nigga back up, they in the bucket lapped up I got thst act right if you niggas wanna act up He talking like a snitch, no that ain't my nigga He trippin off a bitch, no, that ain't my nigga Take a nigga case, shit, that's my nigga Know him since I was 8, yeah, that's my nigga Fucked my first bitch passed her to my nigga Hit my first lick pass with my nigga Fuck them other niggas 'cause I'm down for my niggas I ride for my niggas, fuck them other niggas I said that I'ma ride for my motherfucking niggas, most likely I'ma die with my finger on the trigger I been grinding outside, all day with my niggas And I ain't going in, unless I'm with my nigga My nigga, my nigga My nigga, my nigga My nigga, my nigga My nigga, my nigga You know I'm down with the niggas down for me I got two words for you, love and loyalty It's me and my nigga tripping on a half of bean We used to hit up wall and buy everything you see Me and my down ass nigga getting twisted Nigga get to tripping he knock the gravy, out your biscuit Jay know I fuck with you the long way, my nigga So when I see you out I'm like hey, my nigga Tried to act right, buy the case with my niggas Drink the act right and get straight with my niggas Me and my nigga riding dirty, tryna chase them figures Who got the yola? who got the yola? Don't matter, go figure I said that I'ma ride for my motherfucking niggas, most likely I'ma die with my finger on the trigger I been grinding outside, all day with my niggas And I ain't going in, unless I'm with my nigga My nigga, my nigga My nigga, my nigga My nigga, my nigga My nigga, my nigga My nigga got kick, my nigga got weight My nigga fronted me, he the reason I'm straight My nigga got a house, my nigga got a lake My nigga we eatin, my nigga get a plate You still here listening, my nigga, my nigga knock a nigga off his shit, my nigga, my nigga I fuck a nigga bitch with my nigga, my nigga If a nigga talking shit then he ain't my nigga My nigga, my nigga YG my nigga and I ain't going in they Tryna leave my nigga, shawty see me and wanna leave with a nigga But it wasnt enough room 'cause I came with my niggas My niggas, my niggas, I need to settle in 'cause I'm too fly, nigga and I'm all about my business like a suit and tie, nigga ill ride for my niggas believe dat I said that I'ma ride for my motherfucking niggas, most likely I'ma die with my finger on the trigger I been grinding outside, all day with my niggas And I ain't going in, unless I'm with my nigga My nigga, my nigga My nigga, my nigga My nigga, my nigga My nigga, my nigga Look, if you had, one shot, or one opportunity To seize everything you ever wanted, one moment Would you capture it? Or just let it slip, yo His palms are sweaty, knees weak, arms are heavy There's vomit on his sweater already, mom's spaghetti He's nervous, but on the surface he looks calm and ready To drop bombs, but he keeps on forgettin' What he wrote down, the whole crowd goes so loud He opens his mouth, but the words won't come out He's choking, how? Everybody's joking now The clock's run out, times up, over, blaoh! Snap back to reality, oh, there goes gravity Oh, there goes Rabbit He choked, he's so mad but he won't Give up that easy, he knows, he won't have any notes His whole back's to these ropes, it don't matter he's dope He knows that but he's broke, he so stagnant he knows When he goes back to his mobile home, that's when it's Back to the lab again, yo This whole rhapsody better go capture this moment And hope it don't pass him You better lose yourself in the music The moment, you own it, you better never let it go You only get one shot, do not miss your chance to blow This opportunity comes once in a lifetime, yo You better lose yourself in the music The moment, you own it, you better never let it go You only get one shot, do not miss your chance to blow This opportunity comes once in a lifetime, yo His soul's escaping, through this hole that is gaping This world is mine for the taking, make me king As we move toward a new world order, a normal life is boring But superstardom's close to post mortem It only grows harder, homie grows hotter He blows. It's all over, these hoes is all on him Coast to coast shows, he's known as the Globetrotter lonely roads God only knows he's grown farther from home, he's no father He goes home and barely knows his own daughter But hold your nose cause here goes the cold water These hoes don't want him no more, he's cold product They moved on to the next schmoe who flows He nose dove and sold nada, so the soap opera is told it unfolds I suppose it's all over, but the beat goes on Da da dum, da dum da da da You better lose yourself in the music The moment, you own it, you better never let it go You only get one shot, do not miss your chance to blow This opportunity comes once in a lifetime, yo You better lose yourself in the music The moment, you own it, you better never let it go You only get one shot, do not miss your chance to blow This opportunity comes once in a lifetime, yo No more games, I'ma change what you call rage Tear this motherfucking roof off like two dogs caged I was playing in the beginning, the mood all changed I've been chewed up and spit out and booed off stage But I kept rhyming and stepped, writing the next cypher Best believe somebody's paying the pied piper All the pain inside amplified by the fact That I can't get by with my 9 to 5 And I can't provide the right type of life for my family Cause man, these fucking food stamps don't buy diapers And it's no movie, there's no Mekhi Phifer, this is my life And these times are so hard and it's getting even harder Trying to feed and water my seed, plus teeter-totter Caught up between being a father and a prima donna Baby mama drama's screaming on and too much for me to wanna Stay in one spot, another day of monotony's Gotten me to the point I'm like a snail I've got to formulate a plot or end up in jail or shot Success is my only motherfucking option, failure's not Mom, I love you, but this trailer's got to go I cannot grow old in 'Salem's lot, so here I go it's my shot Feet, fail me not, this may be the only opportunity that I got You better lose yourself in the music The moment, you own it, you better never let it go You only get one shot, do not miss your chance to blow This opportunity comes once in a lifetime, yo You better lose yourself in the music The moment, you own it, you better never let it go You only get one shot, do not miss your chance to blow This opportunity comes once in a lifetime, yo You better You can do anything you set your mind to, man Look, I was gonna go easy on you and not to hurt your feelings But I'm only going to get this one chance 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 were just what the doctor ordered I'm beginning 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? They said I rap like a robot, so call me Rapbot But for me to rap like a computer must be in my genes I got a laptop in my back pocket My pen'll go off when I half-cock it Got a fat knot from that rap profit Made a living and a killing off it Ever since Bill Clinton was still in office With Monica Lewinsky feeling on his nut-sack I'm an MC still as honest But as rude and indecent as all hell syllables, killaholic Kill 'em all with This slickety, gibbedy, hibbedy hip hop You don't really wanna get into a pissing match with this rappidy rap Packing a Mac in the back of the Ac, pack backpack rap, yep, yackidy-yac The exact same time I attempt these lyrical acrobat stunts while I'm practicing That I'll still be able to break a motherfuckin' 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 having a rough time period, here's a Maxipad It's actually disastrously bad For the wack while I'm masterfully constructing this masterpiece as I'm beginning 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 maintaining this shit 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 MC's get taken to school with this music Cause I use it as a vehicle to bust a 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 DMC and induct them into the motherfuckin' Rock n' Roll Hall of Fame Even though I walk in the church and burst in a ball of flames Only Hall of Fame I 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 of planking, tell me what in the fuck are you thinking? Little gay looking boy So gay I can barely say it with a straight face looking boy You witnessing a massacre Like you watching a church gathering take place looking boy Oy vey, that boy's gay, that's all they say looking boy You get a thumbs up, pat on the back And a way to go from your label everyday looking boy Hey, looking boy, what you say looking boy? I got a "hell yeah" from Dre looking boy I'mma work for everything I have Never ask nobody for shit, get outta my face looking boy Basically boy you're never gonna be capable To keep up with the same pace looking boy 'Cause I'm beginning to feel like a Rap God, Rap God All my people from the front to the back nod, back nod The way I'm racing 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 be Thor and I'll be Odin, you rodent, I'm omnipotent Let off then I'm reloading immediately with these bombs I'm totin' And I should not be woken I'm the walking dead, but I'm just a talking head, a zombie floating But I got your mom deep throating I'm out my ramen noodle, we have nothing 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 to try and help get some people through tough times But I gotta keep a few punchlines just in case cause even you unsigned Rappers are hungry looking 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 trying to, Censor you like that one line I said on "I'm Back" from the Marshall Mathers LP One where I tried to say I take seven kids from Columbine Put 'em all in a line, add an AK-47, a revolver and a nine See if I get away with it now that I ain't as big as I was, but I've Morphed into an immortal coming through the portal You're stuck in a time warp from 2004 though And I don't know what the fuck that you rhyme for You're pointless as Rapunzel with fucking cornrows You're like normal, fuck being normal And I just bought a new Raygun from the future To just come and shoot ya like when Fabolous made Ray J mad 'Cause Fab said he looked like a fag at Maywhether's pad Singin' to a man while they 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'mma kill you" Lyrics coming at you at supersonic speed, JJ Fad Uh, sama lamaa duma lamaa you assuming 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 saying ricocheting off of me and it'll glue to you I'm never stating, more than never demonstrating How to give a motherfuckin' audience a feeling like it's levitating Never fading, and I know that the haters are forever waiting For the day that they can say I fell off, they'd 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 yousat While I'm ripping any one of these verses diverse as you It's curtains, I'm inadvertently hurtin' you How many verses I gotta murder to, Prove that if you're half as nice at songs you can sacrifice virgins too uh! School flunkie, pill junky But look at the accolades the 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, ill when I speak in tongues But it's still tongue in cheek, fuck you I'm drunk so Satan take the fucking wheel, I'm asleep in the front seat Bumping Heavy D and the Boys, still chunky, but funky But in my head there's something I can feel tugging and struggling Angels fight with devils, here's what they want from me They asking me to eliminate some of the women hate But if you take into consideration the bitter hatred that I had Then you may be a little patient and more sympathetic to the situation And understand the discrimination But fuck it, life's handing you lemons, make lemonade then But if I can't batter the women how the fuck am I supposed to bake them a cake then? Don't mistake it 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?