ITz iKRAZY Jeezy - Rap God Remix #Eminem lyrics

I'm beginnin' 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 rap-bot But for me to rap like a computer must be in my genes I got a laptop in my back pocket My pen's go off when I half-co*k it Got a fat knot from that rap profit Made a livin' and a k**in' off it Ever since Bill Clinton was still in office With Monica Lewinsky feeling on his, nutsack I'm an MC still as honest But as rude and as indecent as all hell Syllables, sk**-a-holic (k** 'em all with) This flippity dippity-hippity hip-hop You don't really wanna get into a pissin' match with this rappity-rap Packin' a mack in the back of the Ac Backpack rap crap, yap-yap, yackety-yack And at the exact same time I attempt these lyrical acrobat stunts while I'm practicing that I'll still be able to break a motha-f**in' table Over the back of a couple of f*ggots and crack it in half, Only realized it was ironic I was under 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 maxi pad It's actually bad for the wack While I'm masterfully constructing this master piece Cause I'm beginnin' 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 sh** ain't 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 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 "bus the rhyme" Now I lead a new school full of students Me? I'm a product of Shabazz, 2Pac N.W.A, Cube, hey, Doc, Ren, Yella, Eazy, thank you, they got Slim & itz iKRAZY Inspired enough to one day grow up Blow up and be in a position, To meet Run DMC And induct them into the mothaf**in' 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'll be inducted in is the alcohol of fame On the wall of (shame) You f*gs think it's all a game, 'til I walk a flock of flames Off a plank and Tell me what in the f** are you thinking? Little gay-lookin boy So gay I can barely say it with a 'straight' face, lookin' boy You're witnessin a ma**-occur Like you're watching a church gathering take place, lookin boy , that boy's gay, that's all they say, lookin boy You get a thumbs up, pat on the back And a "way to go" from your label every day, lookin boy what you say, looking boy I get a "hell yeah" from Dre, looking boy I'ma work for Everything I have, never ask nobody for sh** Get outta my face, looking boy Basically, boy, you're never gonna be capable of keeping up With the same pace, looking boy Cause I'm beginnin' 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 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 Let off then I'm reloading immediately with these bombs I'm toting & 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 throatin 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 My honesty's brutal But it's honestly futile if I don't utilize what I do tho 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 try & 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 D underground But I still rap like I'm on my 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 Mather's When I tried to say "I'll 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'm Morphin' into an immortal Coming through the portal You're stuck in a time warp from 2004 And I don't know what the f** that you rhyme for You're pointless as Rapunzel with f**ing Cornrows You write normal? f** being normal And I just bought a new raygun from the future Just to come and shoot ya, like when Fabolous made Ray J mad Cause Fab said he look like a f*g @ Mayweather's pad Singing 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'ma k** you!" Lyrics coming at you at supersonic speed Uh, summa-lumma, dooma-lumma, you a**uming 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 say can Bouncing off me and it will glue to you I'm devastating, more than ever demonstrating How to give a mothaf**in' audience a feeling like it's levitating Never fading, and I know the haters are 4ever waiting For the day that they can say I fell off, they'll be celebrating Cause I know the way to get 'em motivated I make elevatin 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 rok, 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 you While I'm ripping any one of these verses that versus you , I'm inadvertently hurting you How many verses I gotta murder to Prove that if you were half as nice Your songs you could sacrifice virgins too? , school flunky, pill junky But look at the accolade, these sk**s brang 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 When I speak in tongues But it's still tongue in cheek, f** you I'm drunk so Satan take the f**ing wheel I'm asleep in the front seat Bumping Heavy and the Boyz 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're asking me to eliminate some of the women hate But if you take into consideration the bitter hatred I had Then you may be a little patient and more sympathetic To the situation and understand the discrimination But f** it but if Life hands you lemons, make lemonade But if i can't batter these women How the f** am I supposed to bake them a cake then? Don't mistake him for Satan It's a fatal mistake If you think I need to be overseas and take a vacation To trip abroad & 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?