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    Eminem feat. Royce da 5’9’’, Black Thought, Q-Tip & dEnAun – Yah Yah [2020]

    Künstler:
    Black ThoughtdEnAunEminemQ-TipRoyce 5'9

    [Intro: Royce da 5’9″]
    Yah, yah, yah, yah, yah (People)
    Yah, yah, yah, yah, yah (Bitches)
    Yah, yah, yah, yah, yah (Animals)
    Yah, yah, yah, yah, yah

    [Verse 1: Royce da 5’9″]
    Bumstickitty, bumstickitty, bum huh
    I got that old rump-pum-pum-pum
    A punk’ll jump up to get him a beat down
    At least sound, I sound like these clowns, like he sound
    My flow all over the place, .44 in the waist
    I’m so-so innovate, if po-po went away, I roll over ’em like bacon
    And call ’em a pig, won’t you hop up off of my dick?
    Words in the way, I get lost by him
    I give you a JFK at the front lawn of MLK in the crossfire (Get down, nigga)
    I have evolved into the lost diaries of the mob and the Rothschilds (C’mon)
    I feel like God broke the vials and I am just layin’ down inside ’em like
    Caulk and tile
    Q-Tip

    [Chorus: Q-Tip & Royce da 5’9″]
    Man, here we go
    I said the beat left in the land of criminals
    My era, my era, my era so original
    Uh-uh, I survived it and that’s a miracle
    Ah, man
    ‘Cause I’m from Slaughterhouse (People), check yourself
    Like Ice Cube said, “Before you wreck yourself” (Bitches)
    Like Wu-Tang said, “You should protect yourself” (Animals)
    I got ’em goin’
    Yah, yah, yah, yah, yah (Get down, nigga)
    Yah, yah, yah, yah, yah

    [Verse 2: Black Thought]
    Yo, snappin’ necks plus I’m live, in effect
    I’m in the Slick Rick eyepatch, but I got it from Hex
    Rappers avoid eye contact, that’s outta respect
    For the garden of flesh, the ominous Indominus Rex
    They be like, “You put the Thought on? Yikes”
    If I told y’all once, I told y’all twice, that motherfucker is nice
    I’m the king of the blood sport, all mice
    I’m from an era, you had beef? You prolly fist fought on sight
    Get your ass beat on the basketball court on Spike
    Then tell your wife to put your life support on ice
    I’m the rap Pernell Whitaker, the honorable minister
    Leavin’ every amateur inoperable, I finished ’em
    Makin’ plaques outta they head like dead venison
    Used to beat the battle to neck with damn militants
    Spillin’ over fabulous jams my man Dilla sent
    Rap speak for me, I am the ventriloquist
    I’m so stubborn, the government won’t govern
    That brother you spoke of, it just wasn’t as dope, was it?
    I’m coke buzzin’, I never been low budget
    The taste of your own medicine, here come a dose of it
    I break free like Chesimard
    Keep ’em guessin’ hard while broads say my bars is like ASMR
    All my dogs is at the reservoir
    Top five, I’m where the legends are (Keep goin’)
    Live at the edge of darkness and light
    One phone call my youngins takin’ flight
    You a bark, bitch, and never bite, long kiss goodnight
    I stay heated, my people in the place needed
    If you ain’t standin’ up for yourself then stay seated
    And they cheated, they lie like Amerigo Vespucci
    I’m a miracle, I’m still super lyrical
    Live from the Terrordome, loud like a megaphone
    Thutmose the Third, seven inch, heaven bones

    [Chorus: Q-Tip & Royce da 5’9″]
    Man, here we go
    I said the beat left in the land of criminals
    My era, my era, my era so original
    Uh-uh, I survived it and that’s a miracle
    Ah, man
    ‘Cause I’m from Slaughterhouse (People), check yourself
    Like Ice Cube said, “Before you wreck yourself” (Bitches)
    Like Wu-Tang said, “You should protect yourself” (Animals)
    I got ’em goin’
    Yah, yah, yah, yah, yah (Get down, nigga)
    Yah, yah, yah, yah, yah

    [Verse 3: Eminem]
    Better hope an ambulance is en route
    Papers are hand grenades soon as I pull the pin out
    I understand and say Mandalay and Orlando and Colorado and Columbine
    All combine into one, I don’t walk a line, bitch, I run
    ‘Cause we don’t got no time to waste, so come on Denaun
    They call me five to nine, and thought duh-dun, duh-dun
    Then like a shotgun I’m ready to cock it on ’em
    Leave these pussies stretched out, like the Octo-Mom
    Never had no trouble keepin’ up with the times
    I just adapt to the climate, I treat it like my Levi’s
    When they ain’t buttoned up right, I adjust on the fly
    Middle fingers, put ’em high, that’s why they call it a bird
    ‘Cause you put it up in the sky
    And I’m like a spider crawlin’ up your spinal column
    I’m climbin’ all up the sides of the asylum wall
    And dive in a pile of Tylenol, you like a vagina problem
    To a diabolical gynecologist, tryna ball a fist I will
    Fuck you just buy me, double timing the rhyming
    I leave you stymied, that’s why they still vilify me like Bill O’Reilly
    I’ma show you what I mean when they call me the
    Harvey Weinstein of 2019
    I’m a conniving, when I’m on the mic I’ma standout
    Like a lime green wife beater with a knife out
    I’m a sight to see, but you can see from the ring I’m wearing
    Me and this game, we got married already
    Had the prenup ready, fuck daughter, should’ve seen her belly
    She barely was three months pregnant
    Bitch had to give me a baby, we named it Machine Gun Kelly
    Now here’s to LL, Big L and Del
    K-Solo, Treach, and G Rap
    DJ Polo, Tony D, ODB, Moe Dee, Run-DMC
    Ed OG, and EPMD, D.O.C., Ice-T, Evil Dee
    King Tee, UTFO, and Schoolly D, PE, and BDP
    YZ and Chi-Ali, Rakim and Eric B., they were like my therapy
    From B.I.G. and Paris, Three Times Dope, and some we’ll never see
    And PRT
    N.W.A and Eazy-E, and D-R-E was like my GPS
    Without him, I don’t know where I’d be

    [Chorus: Q-Tip & Royce da 5’9″]
    Man, here we go
    I said the beat left in the land of criminals
    My era, my era, my era so original
    Uh-uh, I survived it and that’s a miracle
    Ah, man
    ‘Cause I’m from Slaughterhouse (People), check yourself
    Like Ice Cube said, “Before you wreck yourself” (Bitches)
    Like Wu-Tang said, “You should protect yourself” (Animals)
    I got ’em goin’
    Yah, yah, yah, yah, yah (Get down, nigga)
    Yah, yah, yah, yah, yah


    Künstler:
    Black ThoughtdEnAunEminemQ-TipRoyce 5'9


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