C. Smith - Echo lyrics

[Produced by Rahki and DJ Khalil] [Hook: Liz Rodriguez] All, around, the world, there's an echo As, he takes, a bow, and they all know All the girls, the boys, they chase the noise Through the highs and through the lows They will follow the echo, echo, echo, echo [Interlude: Eminem] It seems like no matter what I do I just can't get away from them. (Get away from what?) The voices I can hear 'em calling calling calling calling call-ing... [Verse 1: Eminem] I eat rappers, with the rhyme, consume them The only f**ing thing that you consume is time, I'm super human My world is like a Rubik's Cube, it's too complex girl You a**uming, cupids looming, my mentality's caveman stupid woman My life is Truman show, all I have is music, ho I stopped chasing every chick under the sun many moons ago, so pretend my dick is a balloon and blow But you better put a fork in it if you think I'ma lay here just spooning, yo Oh, you think you the sh** cause I just said you was beautiful Diabolical to my last molecule, down to my last hair follicle and cuticle Rotten to the core to the bone cold all the way down to my soul from my head to my toe Ever since I was 13 I learned how to sew and sewed shut my own bootyhole Cause I ain't took no sh** since I looked down to my nuts and saw my first pubic grow I told these stupid hoes when I come back I'ma set this b**h on fire! And this time I don't mean I'mma pour gasoline on some chick and light her Cause this time when I f** this world I'ma put the whole goddamn dick inside her I ain't even put my tip in that hole yet, I'mma go get Nickel and try to rip it wider [Hook] [Interlude: Royce] Shh! Did you hear that? I thought somebody just said something Is there anybody there? [Verse 2: Royce] Cla**ical poems, battle my own demons, I need a gla** of Patron Bad as I need a horn stabbing my clavicle bone, I'm matador prone First time I seen a desert eagle I was letting the .44 buss, the .44 pop The first time you seen one, you was eating coco puffs, looking at Robocop I am not a man, I'm a logo, I'm a such thang In order to clean my veins you need Saleen, I'm never referring to the solution, I'm talking about more like the Mustang Vroom! Get respect from the get-go, hello! Step to the echo, echo, echo Pen got a mind of its own, got to write my rhymes with a timer Otherwise I'll probably vibe out to a nine minute song As the echo follows the Maserati, as the petrol swallows I'm a thousand bodies away from a skeleton, check your Bible inside it It'll say this guy's an elephant, I'm fly like I'm k**ing the scene like I'm a villain with wings, I'll sleep when I'm 6 feet deep Right now I'm living a dream, though we may be reckless The ladies check us, they whisper Shady Records, baby echo! [Hook]