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Still luv this in 2024

the speed on 0.90% is the normal

robber: any last words? Eminem: takes a deap breath

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Teacher:The Test Isn’t Hard You Just Sing The Song The Song:

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This vidoe is made 10 years ago but is more affordable to read rather than those font shit

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Try 1.75 ot feels like your CD nake squeaking sounds hahaha. Its like pirated 😂😂

Look, I was gonna go easy on you, not to hurt your feeling's But I'm only goin' to give (six minutes) this one chance (six minutes) Something's wrong (six minutes), I can feel it (six minutes) It's just (Slim Shady, you're on) a feelin' I've got (on) Like somethin"s about to happen (on) But I don't know what (six minutes, for six-) If that means what I think it means (six minutes, Slim Shady, you're on) We're in trouble, big trouble (on) And if he is as bananas as you say (on) I'm not takin' any chances You are just what the doc ordered I'm beginnin' to feel like a 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, it 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 livin' and a killin' off it Ever since Bill Clinton was still in office With Monica Lewinsky feelin' on his nutsack I'm an MC, still as honest But as rude and as indecent as all hell Syllables, skill-a-holic (kill 'em all with) This flippity dippity-hippity hip-hop You don't really wanna get into a pissin' match With this rappity brat, packin' a MAC 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 practicin' that I'll still be able to break a motherfuckin' table Over the back of a couple of faggots and crack it in half 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 havin' a rough time period, here's a maxi pad That could bleed disastrously bad, for the wack While I'm masterfully constructin' this masterpiece (yeah) '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 maintainin' this shit ain't that hard, that hard Everybody want the key and the secret to rap immortality Like Ι 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 And did nothin' but shoot for the moon since (pew!) MCs 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? 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, induct him Into the motherfuckin' Rock and Roll Hall of Fame Even though I'll 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 fags think it's all a game, 'til I walk a flock of flames Off a plank, and tell me what in the fuck are you thinkin'? Little gay-lookin' boy, so gay, I can barely say it with A straight face, lookin' boy (ha) You're witnessin' a mass-occur, like you're watchin' a church gatherin' Take place, lookin' boy "Oy vey, 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 Hey, lookin' boy! What you say, lookin' boy? I get a, "Hell, yeah" (hell, yeah) from Dre, lookin' boy I'ma work for him, everythin' I have, never asked nobody for shit Get outta my face, lookin' boy Basically, boy, you're never gonna be capable Of keepin' up with the same pace, lookin' 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 racin' 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'll be Thor and I'll be Odin You rodent, I'm omnipotent Let off then I'm reloadin' Immediately with these bombs I'm totin' And I should not be woken I'm the walkin' dead, but I'm just a talkin' head A zombie floatin' But I got your mom deep-throatin' I'm out my Ramen Noodle, we have nothin' 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 try to help get some people through tough times But I gotta keep a few punchlines just in case 'Cause even you unsigned rappers Are hungry lookin' 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 and You get too big and here they come tryin' to Censor you like that one line I said On "I'm Back" from The Mathers LP One 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 99 See if I get away with it now That I ain't as big (now) as I was, but I'm Morphin' into an immortal, comin' 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 fuckin' cornrows You write normal? Fuck bein' normal And I just bought a new raygun from the future Just to come and shoot ya, like when Fabulous made Ray J mad 'Cause Math said he looked like a fag at Mayweather's pad Singin' to a man while he 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 kill you" Lyrics comin' at you at supersonic speed (J.J. Fad) Uh, summa-lumma, dooma-lumma, you assumin' I'm a human What I gotta do to get it through to you? I'm superhuman I'm innovative and I'm made of rubber so that anythin' You say is ricochetin' off of me, and it'll glue to you and I'm devastatin', more than ever demonstratin' How to give a motherfuckin' audience a feelin' like it's levitatin' Never fadin', and I know the haters are forever waitin' For the day that they can say I fell off, they'll be celebratin' '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 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 you While I'm rippin' any one of these verses that versus you It's curtains, I'm inadvertently hurtin' you How many verses I gotta murder to Prove that if you were half as nice your songs You could sacrifice virgins too? Ugh, school flunky, pill junkie But look at the accolades these skills brung me Full of myself, but still hungry I bully myself 'cause I make me do what I put my mind to When 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 fuckin' wheel, I'ma sleep in the front seat Bumpin' Heavy D and the Boyz, still "Chunky but Funky" But in my head, there's somethin' I can feel Tuggin' and strugglin', angels fight with devils and Here's what they want from me They're askin' me to eliminate some of the women hate But if you take into consideration the bitter hatred I have, then you may be a little patient and more sympathetic To the situation, understand the discrimination But fuck it, life's handin' 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 him 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?

4:13 AAA- summlummadummayoosuuminthatimhuuminwhatigottagettitthroughtoyouimsuperhumaninnovativimmadeofrubbasoanythingyosayisrichayyingoffmeillgluetoyouandimdevastatinmothanevademostratinhowtuhgiveamothafukinadienceafeelinlikeitlevitatin-

*need two lungs * 🥴😂😂

@Lyrics Central u did it a little fast 😢 why???

2:11 👌👌👌

,🥴my face after rapping the fast part

Ughhhh samina mina ehh ehh😊

Me trying to learn it 24/7😅

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Here the fast part: Summa Lumma dooma lumma you assuming i'm a human what i gotta go to get it through to you i'm superhuman innovative and i'm made of rubber, so that anything you say is ricocheting off of me and it'll glue to you and i'm devastating more than ever demonstrating how to give a motherfuckin' audience a feeling like it's levitating never fading, and i know that 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

BRO I CAN SING IT FAST AND READ IT BUT BRUH HES LIKE FLASH IN WORD OR should I say sonic :) you get supersonic speed 🙃

i was maybe able to do like x2 speed kinda good

che bomba

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4:06, the moment

Genius

Still hard to follow at 0.5x speed 😂

Ok

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ik you are here to learn this shit nd flex on em'

I started to learn how to rap this song when i was 9 now i can do it at 13

4:14 my fav. Part

The fast part (4:05)

My friend in ELEMENTARY SCHOOL can rap 4:13 I’m learning how to rap Edit: I learned it

Dude I did it faster then him first try 💀😭

I respect anyone that can rap the fast part

I pause several times to let him breathe

4:08 is the best part

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It's 9 years, where have you been my brother?

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Ariana grande 7 rings Eminem 7 lungs