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 wrong I can feel it
Its just I feel it in my guts
Like something about to happen but I don’t know what
If that mean what I think it means were in trouble big trouble
And if he’s banana as you say I’m not taking any chances
You’re 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 slapbox slapbox?
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 will go off when I half-cock it
Got a fat knot from that rap profit
Made a living and a killing off it
Every since Bill Clinton was still in office
With Monica Lewinsky feeling on his nut sacks
I’m a MC still as honest but as rude as indecent as all hell syllables
Killaholic kill 'em all with
This slickety gibbedy hibbedy hiphop you don’t really want to get into a
Pissing match with this rappidy rap packing a Mac in the back of a Ac pack backpack rap yep yackidy yac
And at the exact same time I attempt these lyrically acrobats stunts while I’m practicing
I’ll be able break a mother f*cking table over the back of a couple of f*gg*ts and crack it in half
Only realize he 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'ss a maxi pad its actually disasterly bad
For the wack while I'm masterfully constructing 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 that shit ain’t that hard that hard

Everybody wants the key and the secrets to rapping mortality like I have got
Well to be truthful the blue prints simply raging youthful exuberance
Everybody loves the root of a nuisance
Hit the earth like an asteroid did nothing but shoot to the moon since “phew”
MC get taking 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 Easy 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 to the motherf*cking
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 f*gs think it’s a game 'til I walk a flock of flames
Off of planking tell me what in the fuck are you thinking
Little g*y looking boy so g*y I can barely say it with a straight face looking boy
You witnessing a massacre like your watching a church gathering take place looking boy
Oy vey that boy is 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 asked nobody for sh*t get outta my face looking boy
Basically boy you’re never gonna be capable to be keep up with the same pace looking boy

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 Generals 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 there bombs I’m toteing
And I should not be woken I’m walking dead but I’m just a talking head a zombie floating
But I got your mom deep throating
I’m out my rhyming noodle
We have nothing in common poodle
I’m a Doberman pinch yourself in the arm and pay homage pupil
Its me my honesty’s brutal
But its honesty futile if I don’t utilize that I do though
For good at least once in awhile so I wanna make sure somewhere 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 punch lines
Just in case cause even if you’re 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 a 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 Marshall Mathers LP
One where I tried to say I take seven kids from Columbine
Put 'em all in line add an AK-47 a revolver and one nine
See if I get away with it now that I ain’t as big as I was but I’m 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 f*ck that you rhyme for
You’re pointless like Rapunzel with f*cking cornrows
You're like normal f*ck being normal
And I just bought a new ray gun from the future to just come and shoot ya
Like when Fabolous made Ray J mad
Cause Fab said he looked like a f*g at Mayweather pad singing to a man while that 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 lama dama lama you assuming I’m a human
What I gotta do to get it through to you I’m superhuman
Innovative made of rubber so anything you saying ricocheting off of me and it'll glue to you
I'm never stating more than demonstrating how to give a mother f*cking audience a feeling like it’s levitating
Never fading and I know that all the haters are forever waiting
For the day that they can say I fell off they’d be celebrating
Cause I know that 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
Its not hip hop its pop cause I found a hella way to fuse it
With rock shocked 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 you
While I’m ripping any one of these verses diverse as you
Its curtains I'm inadvertently hurting you
How many verses I gotta murder to prove that if you’re half as nice at songs you can sacrifice virgins too
School flunky pill junky but look at the accolades the skill brung me
Full of myself but still hungry
I bully myself cause I make me do that I put my mind to
And I’m a million leagues above you
Ill when I speak in tongues but its still tongue in cheek f*ck you
I’m drunk so Satan take the f*cking 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 and 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 f*ck it life’s handing you lemons make lemonade then
But if I cant batter the women how the f*ck 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 to take a vacation to trip a broad
And make her fall on her face don’t be a retard
Be a king think not why be a king when you can be a god
Thanks to Jalal for submitting Rap God Lyrics.
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