Rap God Lyrics

I'm begining to feel like a Rap God (Rap God)All my people from the front to the back, nod (Back, nod)Now who thinks arms a long enough to slap box? (Slap box)[Part I:]They said I rap like a Robot so call me rap botBut for me to rap like a computer must be in my genesI got a laptop in my back pocketMy pen will go off when I half-cock itGot a fat knock, from that rap profitMade a living and a killing off itEver since Bill Clinton was still in officeWith Monica Lewinsky feeling on his, nut sackI'm an MC, still as honestBut as rude and as indecent as all hell syllablesKillaholic kill em all withThis slickety gibbety-hibbedi-hip hopYou don't really wanna get in to a pissin matchwith this rappidy rap packin a mac in the backof the Ac pack backpack rap yep yap-giddy yac napAt the exact same time I attempt this lyrical acrobat-stuntsWhile I'm practicing that i'll still be be able to break a motherfucking tableOver the back of the couple of faggots and crack it in halfwhen i Realized, it was ironic I was on the aftermath after the factHow could I not blow all I do is drop F bombsfeel my wrath as i attack rappers I'm haven a tough time periodheres a maxi pad its actually disastrously badfor the knack to masterfully constructing this masterpiece asI'm begining 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 a long enough to slap box? (Slap box)let me show you maintaining this shit aint that hard (that hard)Verse 2Everybody want the key and the secret to rap immortality like I have thatwell to be truthful the blueprints simply aging youthfully youth printseverybody loves to root for a nuesencelike an astroid hittin nothing but truth but the moon senseMCs get taken to school with this music cause I use it as a vehicle to Bust-a-Rhyme!now i need a new school full of studentsme im a product of rakim Lakim Shahbaz 2pac andW.N, Cube, Doc, Ren, Yella, EZ, Thank you they got sliminspired enough to one day grow up blow up and be in a positionTo meet Run DMC and induct them to the motherfucking rock and roll Hall of fameeven though i walk into church and burst into a ball of flamesThe only hall of fame I'll be inducted in is the alcohol of fame on the wall of shameyou fags think its all a game till i woke a flock of flames off of plankingtell me what in the fuck are you thinkinglittle gay looking boy so gay i can barely say it with a straight face looking boyyou witnessing a massacre like i walked into a church gathering taking place looking boyooh vey that boys gay thats all they say looking boyyou get a thumbs up a pat on the back and a way to go from your label every day looking boyhey looking boy whatcha say looking boy, i get a hell ya from dre looking boyimma work for everything i have never asked nobody for shit get outta my face looking boybasically boy your never gonna be capable to keeping up at the same pace looking boycause I'm begining to feel like a Rap God (Rap God)All my people from the front to the back, nod (Back, nod)no wait I'm racing around the track call me nascardale earn heart of the trailer park from white trash godVerse 3kneel before generals of this planet its krypton nopeAsgard Asgardif you'd be thor i'll be odin blownin I'm omnipotentlet off the nine reloading immediately with these bombs I'm totingand i should not be wokenI am the walking dead but I am just a talking head a zombie floatingbut i got your mom deep throatinI'm out my roman noodleWe have nothing in common poodleI am a doberman pinch yourselfIn the arm .and pay homage pupilIts meMy honesty's brutal but its honestly futile if i don't utilize what i dothey'll feel good at least once in while, so I wanna make sure somewhere in this chicken scatch, I scribble and doodle enough rhymes to maybe try and help get some people through tough timesBut I gotta keep a few punchlinesJust in case cuzEven you unsigned rappers are hungry looking at me like its lunch timeI know There was a time where once I wasKing of the undergroundBut I still rap like I am onOn my pharaoh munch grindSo I crunch rhymes but sometimes when you combine appeal with the skin color of mine you get too bigand here it comes trying to censor you like that one line i saidall i know is I'm back form the Mathers LP 1 when i tried to say i'll take seven kids from columbineput em all in a line, add an AK47, a revolver, and an A ninesee if i get away with it now that i aint as big as i was but I'mMorph into an immortal coming through the portal your stuck in a time warp from 2004 thoughand i don't know what the fuck that you Rhyme Foryour pointless as rapunzel with fuckin corn rollslike normal, fuck being normal and i just bought a new ray gun from the future just to come and shoot yalike when Fabolous made ray j madhis fans said he looks like a faggot and mayweather's panting and going mad while we kk i knowman oh man that was a 24/7 special on the cable channelso Ray J went straight to the radio station the very next dayhey fab! imma kill youlyrics coming at you with supersonic speed (J J fast)sam a lama duma lama you assumin I'm a human what do I gotta do to get it through to youim superhuman innovative and i made of rubber so that anything you say is ricocheting off of me (and into you)and I'm devastating more than ever demonstrating how to get the mother fucking audience a feeling like its levitatingnever fading and i know the haters are forever waiting for the day that they can say that i fell off they'll be celebratingcause i know the way to get em motivated i make elevating music you make elevator musicoh he's too mainstream well thats what they do when they get jealous they confuse itits not hip hop its pop cause i found a hella way to fuse itwith rock shock Rap with docthrow on lose yourself and just lose iti don't know how to make songs like that i don't know what words to uselet me know when it occurs to you while I'm ripping anyone of these versesdiversions used curtains I'm inadvertently hurting you how many verses i gotta murder to provethat if you were half as nice as songs you could sacrifice virgins too uuhhhschool flunky pill junky but look at the accoladesthese skills brung me full of myself but still hungryi bully myself cause i make me do what i put my mind toand I'm a million leagues above me ill when i speak in tonguesbut its still tongue and cheek fuck you I'm drunkso Satan take the fucking wheel I'm asleep in the front seatbumping heavy d and the boys still chunky but funkybut in my head theres something i can feel tugging and strugglingangels fight with devils and here's what they want from methey asking me to eliminate so of the women hate but if you take into considerationthe bit of hatred i have then you may be a little patient and more sympatheticto the situation understand the discrimination but fuck itlife's handing you lemons make lemonade thenbut if i can't battle the women how the fuck am i supposed to bake em a cake then?dont mistake them for Satan its a fatal mistake if you think i need to be overseasand take a vacation to trip a broadand make-up fall on her face and don't be a retard be a king think notwhy be a king when you can be a GOD

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Songwriter(s): Juana Michelle Burns, Matthew Arthur Delgiorno, Bigram Zayas Jr, Marshall B. Iii Mathers, Juanita A. Lee, Fatimah Shaheed, Fatima Shaheed, kim R. Nazel, Dania Maria Birks, Stephen Hacker
Copyright: Shroom Shady Music, Sony/ATV Rhythm, Songs Of Universal Inc., Comeback Kid Publishing, Hebr
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