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letra de resurgence 2 - eminem

[chorus]
jigga-jigga-jigga-jigga-jigga like jay-z
jig is up, you f-ckers who didn’t write anything
are getting washed now, chicka-chicka-chicka, like bathing
young hova, i know hitters like yankees
gun toters that pull triggers like crazy
unloadin’, leave you shot up in your rover
your body goes limp and slumps over
like a-rod in a month lull, but he just homered
hold up, i said rover because now your rover is red
like red rover, so you know what i meant
but i roll over my opponents instead
makin’ dog sounds ’cause i gotta keep breakin’ these bars down
i’ll go slow for the speds
but when i go (roof) like the doberman said
i still think the (roof) would go over your head (haha)

[verse 1]
me and joyner need a couple he-rs-s (woo!)
double homicide, k!ll the beat and the verses
everybody livin’ on the surface
but we came from the underground, yeah, we deserve it
what’s beef?
beef is when you murder motherf-ckers on a beat, k!ll ’em all, k!ll ’em all
nah, nah, what’s beef?
beef is brothers dyin’ over sh-t that never mattered in the first place, lyin’ in the street
what’s peace?
peace is when you leave it in the past, let it heal like a cast
when enough time pass, and you blast
kinda like john wick, bars like a convict
f-ck around and you don’t wanna start sh-t, woo
comin’ with the hot sh-t, all they do is talk sh-t
you could never top it, boy, just stop, stop it
high and drunk, call that hd vision
all these other motherf-ckers full of indecision
and i murder with precision all over your television
i’m numero uno, number one and you is just a subdivision
never listen, we gon’ leave them missin’
that’s the mission like isis (isis)
ain’t no time to bicker over who the nicest
it’s logic, it’s obvious, just ask the audience
i’ve come to body this sh-t (body this sh-t)
yes, it’s egregious, i’m regis
you kelly, you p-ssy, you p-ssy
[chorus]
jigga-jigga-jigga-jigga-jigga like jay-z
jig is up, you f-ckers who didn’t write anything
are getting washed now, chicka-chicka-chicka, like bathing
young hova, i know hitters like yankees
gun toters that pull triggers like crazy
unloadin’, leave you shot up in your rover
your body goes limp and slumps over
like a-rod in a month lull, but he just homered
hold up, i said rover because now your rover is red
like red rover, so you know what i meant
but i roll over my opponents instead
makin’ dog sounds ’cause i gotta keep breakin’ these bars down
i’ll go slow for the speds
but when i go (roof) like the doberman said
i still think the (roof) would go over your head (haha)

[verse 2]
kidnap a n-gga like isis (whoa)
turn a whole world to a crisis (whoa)
walk around the city with a ice pick
i been paranoid, usually, i ain’t like this (boop, boop)
ain’t no tellin’ how crazy i might get, uh (woo!)
beat the police with a nightstick (boop)
and my whole life, i been lifeless
now i’m so fly, i’m a motherf-ckin’ flight risk (woo! whoa)
f-ck a couple hoes ’til i pass out (whoa)
n-ggas throwin’ stones at my glass house (whoa)
i remember sleepin’ on my dad’s couch (whoa)
now i got the bentley, and it’s blacked out (whoa)
family lookin’ at me like a cash cow (whoa)
errybody dissin’ just to have clout (whoa)
thought you had a chance, now you assed out
n-gga, i’m the motherf-ckin’ man, where you at now? (whoa)
f-ck it, i’ma hit ’em ’til they jumpin’
i ain’t trippin’, this is nothin’ (brap, brap, brap)
i been livin’ in the dungeon
i done held a couple grudges
went to h-ll and got abducted, meet the devil
i’m his cousin, i ain’t settlin’ for nothin’ (brap, brap, brap)
got a metal in the truck, i keep a semi when i’m bussin’
n-ggas duckin’ (bop)
even stevie wonder couldn’t see it comin’ (brrrap, brap, bop)
i ain’t judgin’, i just want the money, i don’t need a budget
i been hungry, i ain’t got no oven (bop, bop, brrrap, brap)
but i got the munchies, n-gga
how you gon’ move on the front line? (woo!)
if i don’t f-ck with you, i just cut ties (whoa)
my high school teacher said i’d never be sh-t
tell that b-tch that i turned out just fine (joyner)
and no, i don’t know you for the twelfth time (woo!)
we do not share the same bloodline (no)
you love to run your mouth like a tough guy
hope you keep the same energy when it’s crunch time (woo!)
[chorus]
jigga-jigga-jigga-jigga-jigga like jay-z
jig is up, you f-ckers who didn’t write anything
are getting washed now, chicka-chicka-chicka, like bathing
young hova, i know hitters like yankees
gun toters that pull triggers like crazy
unloadin’, leave you shot up in your rover
your body goes limp and slumps over
like a-rod in a month lull, but he just homered
hold up, i said rover because now your rover is red
like red rover, so you know what i meant
but i roll over my opponents instead
makin’ dog sounds ’cause i gotta keep breakin’ these bars down
i’ll go slow for the speds
but when i go (roof) like the doberman said
i still think the (roof) would go over your head (haha)

[verse 3]
yeah put a couple b-tch n-ggas on, now they talk back
now they pray on my fall, better fall back
hit ’em whip ’em dismissing ’em all never call back
stumble mumbling n-ggas with words what you call rap
man this sh-t is a catastrophe
my next bars coming up are an -n-logy of savagery
the blood straight thicker than water i’m going drrrrr for the family
so i hit ’em wit a semi automatic
i’m running these n-ggas static
they bleeding i made it g-g-g-g-g-graphic
i’m k!lling and wreaking havoc destroying every dynamic
i’m putting n-ggas in plastic
my reach is f-cking organic
they broken i’m the mechanic
they stole it i took it back then replaced it with something magic
completely different and classic
the size of the f-cking planet
gigantic and so galactic volcanic and so sporadic
[verse 4]
i’m livin’ life in the fast lane
wake up every morning thinkin’ i’ma have a bad day
drive my own car, i don’t like the valet
parked, then i go into my mind with an ak
shoot every thought in my head then it rotates
losin’ it all, but i think that i’m okay
who is involved? i don’t know, but i’m insane
poof! and i’m gone, wanna call me a no name, what!?
last couple years, let’s recap
i make a livin’ off of writin’ out my regrets
i’m doin’ me, i don’t care where the scene’s at
try to give me feedback, i don’t really need that
i used to walk on stage in a v-neck
i used to wear a lil’ tie with a black vest
i came a long way, why you lookin’ upset?
i’m tryna paint a picture, get the vision, you ain’t hear it yet, woo!

[verse 5]
boy these streets ain’t nothin’ nice had to make way out the hood
don’t n0body give a d-mn had to make sure we was good
just like that before you knew it i had got my record deal
when you make it from the bottom just imagine how it feel
lord knows them n-ggas hate everybody had a doubt
who this n-gga think he is that little black boy from the south
they was laughin’ at me then ain’t no laughin’ at me now
and for those who don’t believe ask ’em now who run the town

[verse 6]
how ’bout you just get the f-ck off my d-ck?
how ’bout you listen and never forget?
only gon’ say this one time, then i’m dipped
n-ggas ain’t worthy to be on my sh-t
haven’t you heard? i’m as cold as the tip
tip of the iceberg that tipped the titanic
no tip-toein’ ’round it, my sh-t is gigantic
it’s big as the f-ckin’ atlantic, i’m lit, b-tch
know a young n-gga, he acting’so crazy
he serve a few packs and he jack a mercedes
he shoot at the police, he clap at old ladies
he don’t give a f-ck if them crackers gon’ hang him
b-tches been askin’, “where have you done lately?”
i stacked a few m’s like my last name was shady
my life is too crazy, no actor could play me
my life is too crazy, no actor could play me

[verse 7]
made it out the hood, now these motherf-ckers act like i didn’t work for it (hmm)
i’ve been doing good you used to stab me in the back in the past like it never could far (hmm)
went from that beat honda civic to a tour bus
whole squad in it, it could only hold four of us
i’ve been countin’ hundies in my undies adding more bucks
hotel room full of smoke, keep the door shut (woo)

[verse 8]
how can a hater say i’m irrelevant
speakin’ before you take it out is never intelligent
like i’m dead into h-ll i went
but i’m flying over you like a pelican
flies never get the swatting from elephants
eloquent, that’s why there’s big amount of malice bin
but they’re jealous and all kinda embellishment
trapped in elegance, meaning your fellas mints
now you’re shallots and not even an element

[verse 9]
i been lowkey for a minute i think it’s time i come out the bat cave
this ain’t the time for you to man up and act brave
i’m outta my mind but it’s sustainable rap craze
i’m on the grind you know the flow is divine
that’s why i be on the rise like a volcano when ash sprays
these are your last days i’m ripping your limbs like crab legs
they shouldn’t have let me play in this rap race, i’m back mane
who said i’m fallin’ off
in my celly you gon’ see a lot of broads
and you know that the p-ssy is fire
that’s why they throw it at me like a molotov (whoa)
muhf-ckas finna get punished
you gon’ see the whole d-mn rap game plummet (hey)
yeah, this n-gga hop done done it
you ain’t even see my little black ass coming (no)

[verse 10]
beast mode, motherf-ckers ’bout to get hit with so many foul lines
you think i’m a free throw
figured it was about time for people to eat crow
you about to get out-rhymed, how could i be dethroned?
i stay on my toes like the repo, a behemoth in sheep clothes
from the east coast to the west, i’m the ethos and i’m the g.o.a.t
who the best? i don’t gotta say a f-ckin’ thing, though, ’cause mc’s know
but you don’t wanna hear me spit the facts
your sh-t is ass like a tailbone
and you’re trapped in your cell phone
on my chicken scratch, or my self-loathe
i don’t want to f-ckin’ listen to you spit your rap someone else wrote
used to get beat up by the big kids
used to let the big kids steal my big wheel
and i wouldn’t do sh-t but just sit still
now money’s not a big deal
i’m rich, i wipe my ass with six mil’
big bills like a platypus
a caterpillar’s comin’ to get the cannabis
i’m lookin’ for the smoke but you motherf-ckers are scatterin’
batterin’ everything and i’ve had it with the inadequate
man, i can see my d-ck is standin’ stiff as a mannequin
and i’m bringin’ the bandana back, and the f-ckin’ headband again
a handkerchief and i’m thinkin’ of bringin’ the f-ckin’ fingerless gloves back
and not giving a singular f-ck, like

- eminem

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