I always listen to instrumentals like these ones just to understand and then realize how the fuck is crazy hard to be Eminem, he’s unique 👑👑 (Obie and Dmx two beasts as well)
I ain't gonna eat, I ain't gonna sleep Ain't gonna breathe, til I see, what I wanna see And what I wanna see, is you go to sleep, in the dirt Permanently, you just being hurt, this ain't gonna work For me, it just wouldn't be, sufficient enough 'cause we, are just gonna be, enemies As long as we breathe, I don't ever see, either of us Coming to terms, where we can agree There ain't gonna be, no reasoning, speakin wit me You speak on my seed, then me, no speak-a ingles So we gonna beef, and keep on beefin, unless You're gonna agree, to meet with me in the flesh And settle this face to face, and you're gonna see A demon unleashed in me, that you've never seen And you're gonna see, this gangster beat on himself I see you D-12, and thanks, but me need no help Me do this one all by my lonely, I don't need fifteen of my homies When I see you, I'm seeing you, me and you only We never met, but best believe you gon know me When I'm this close, to see you exposed as phony Come on, bitch, show me, pick me up, throw me Lift me up, hold me, just like you told me You was gonna do, that's what I thought, you're pitiful I'm rid of you, all of you, Ja, you'll get it too! Now go to sleep bitch! Die, motherfucker, die! Ugh, time's up, bitch, close ya eyes Go to sleep, bitch! (what?) Why are you still alive? How many times I gotta say, close ya eyes? And go to sleep bitch! (what?) Die motherfucker die, bye, bye, motherfucker, bye, bye! Go to sleep bitch! (what?) Why are you still alive? Why, die motherfucker, ah, ah, ah Go to sleep bitch! We got you niggaz, nervous On purpose, to hurt your focus, you'se not MC's, you'se worthless You'se not them G's, you'se a circus, you'se no appeal, please You'se curtains, you use words, cool heard, slurred in two thousand third You'se purpin, you'se no threat, who's ya servin? When lyrically oughta bury you beneath the dirt when You fuck with a label overseeing the Earth Shady muthafucka, O. Trice's birth And as I mold, I become a curse So we can put down the verse, take it to the turf Cock and squeeze, and he who reach the hearse is he who Depicts fiction in his verse And as I breathe, and you be deceased The world believe you deceived just to speak You'se not the streets, you'se the desk Use not your chest nigga, use a vest Before two's choose ya rest, you chose death Six feet deep, nigga, that's the debt Now go to sleep bitch! Die, motherfucker, die! Ugh, time's up, bitch, close ya eyes Go to sleep, bitch! (what?) Why are you still alive? How many times I gotta say, close ya eyes? And go to sleep bitch! (what?) Die motherfucker die, bye, bye, motherfucker, bye, bye! Go to sleep bitch! (what?) Why are you still alive? Why, die motherfucker, ah, ah, ah Go to sleep bitch! Hey dog, I'ma walk like a beast, talk like the streets I'ma stay blazin New York wit the heat Stalk on the beat, walk wit my feet Understand my pain, the rain ain't sleet Peep how I'm moving, peep where I'm going Shit don't seep, then sleep not knowin But I'ma keep growing, getting larger than life Easy-going with the same one that started the fight He be knowing how dog get, when dog gon bite Tried to show him the dog shit, it's dog for life Grand champ, and my Blood Line is tight 'cause it's all good, it's all right Niggas tried to holla, but couldn't holla back Now they gots to swallow, everything in the sac Blood Line, and, we can go track for track Damn dog, why'd you have to do them niggas like that? Now go to sleep bitch! Die, motherfucker, die! Ugh, time's up, bitch, close ya eyes Go to sleep, bitch! (what?) Why are you still alive? How many times I gotta say, close ya eyes? And go to sleep bitch! (what?) Die motherfucker die, bye, bye, motherfucker, bye, bye! Go to sleep bitch! (what?) Why are you still alive? Why, die motherfucker, ah, ah, ah Go to sleep bitch
Go to sleep lyrics: I ain't gonna eat, I ain't gonna sleep Ain't gonna breathe, 'til I see what I wanna see And what I wanna see, is you go to sleep in the dirt Permanently, you just being hurt This ain't gonna work for me It just wouldn't be, sufficient enough Cause we, are just gonna be, enemies As long as we breathe, I don't ever see, either of us Coming to terms, where we can agree There ain't gonna be, no reasoning, speaking wit me You speak on my seed, then me, no speak-a ingles So we gonna beef, and keep on beefing, unless You're gonna agree, to meet with me in the flesh And settle this face to face, and you're gonna see A demon unleashed in me, that you've never seen And you're gonna see, this gangster pee on himself I see you D12, and thanks, but me need no help Me do this one all by my lonely I don't need fifteen of my homies When I see you, I'm seeing you, me and you only We never met, but best believe you gon' know me When I'm this close, to see you exposed as phony Come on bitch, show me, pick me up, throw me Lift me up, hold me, just like you told me You was gonna do, that's what I thought, you're pitiful I'm rid of you, all of you, Ja, you'll get it too! Now go to sleep bitch Die, motherfucker, die Ugh, time's up, bitch, close ya eyes Go to sleep, bitch (what) Why are you still alive How many times I gotta say, close ya eyes And go to sleep bitch (what) Die motherfucker die, bye, bye, motherfucker, bye, bye Go to sleep bitch (what) Why are you still alive Why, die motherfucker, ah, ah, ah Go to sleep bitch We got you niggas nervous On purpose, to hurt your focus You's not MC's, you's worthless You's not them G's, you's a circus You's no appeal, please You's curtains, you use words Kool Herc slurred in two thousand third You's purping, you's no threat, who's ya serving When lyrically oughta bury you beneath the dirt when You fuck with a label overseeing the Earth Shady muthafucka, O. Trice's birth And as I mold, I become a curse So we can put down the verse, take it to the turf Cock and squeeze, and he who reach the hearse is he who Depicts fiction in his verse And as I breathe, and you be deceased The world believe you deceived just to speak You's not the streets, you's the desk Use not your chest nigga, use a vest Before two's choose ya rest, you chose death Six feet deep, nigga, that's the depth Now go to sleep bitch Die, motherfucker, die Ugh, time's up, bitch, close ya eyes Go to sleep, bitch (what) Why are you still alive How many times I gotta say, close ya eyes And go to sleep bitch (what) Die motherfucker die, bye, bye, motherfucker, bye, bye Go to sleep bitch (what) Why are you still alive Why, die motherfucker, ah, ah, ah Go to sleep bitch Hey dog, I'mma walk like a beast, talk like the streets I'mma stay blazing New York with the heat Stalk on the beat, walk with my feet Understand my pain, the rain ain't sleet Peep how I'm moving, peep where I'm going Shit don't seep, then sleep not knowing But I'mma keep growing, getting larger than life Easy going with the same one that started the fight He be knowing how dog get, when dog don't bite Tried to show him the dog shit, it's dog for life Grand Champ, and my Blood Line is tight Cuz it's all good, it's all right Niggas tried to holla, but couldn't holla back Now they gots to swallow, everything in the sac Blood Line, and, we can go track for track Damn, dog, why'd you have to do them niggas like that Now go to sleep bitch Die, motherfucker, die Ugh, time's up, bitch, close ya eyes Go to sleep, bitch (what) Why are you still alive How many times I gotta say, close ya eyes And go to sleep bitch (what) Die motherfucker die, bye, bye, motherfucker, bye, bye Go to sleep bitch (what) Why are you still alive Why, die motherfucker, ah, ah, ah Go to sleep bitch All you motherfuckers, take that Here, take this too, bitch Uh, Uh, Uh, Uh, Wahoo We're killing all you motherfuckers dead, all of you Fake ass gangsters No more press No more press Rot, motherfuckers, rot Decay, in the dirt, bitch, in the motherfucking dirt Die nameless, bitch, die nameless, no more fame Ahh, hahahaha Yo X, come on man, Obie, let's go, haha
I ain't gonna eat, I ain't gonna sleep Ain't gonna breathe, til I see, what I wanna see And what I wanna see, is you go to sleep, in the dirt Permanently, you just being hurt, this ain't gonna work
Its a halloween night, and i can smell the fright, in the air, feel those stares, they piercing like a knife better run for your life, cuz if u wanna stay, put up a hell of a fight, ive had you in my sight sprint the light, if you think you'll get away, you might, sike, im right, there at your side, its a little game i play, as i watch you turn white cuz now your bleeding out, but not from a stab, its a bite, some call me an animal i prefer a psych- opathic with absolutly no insight, goodnight
No one should be allowed to touch this beat again. Eminem destroyed it, I can't even understand why they let Obie Trice and DMX try and follow that verse up haha.
pt 5, During my first rap battle in the streets i blew it but i learned from it and turned it into a guide for me now its plain to see all u gotta do is follow through and if u got what it takes and you can over come your mistakes and shake off all your fears and take a spear and stab all these quers who hate and dont believe in you and say cheers
Mercy on my enemies i seek peace I don't want to battle i want you set free Not shedding blood i need to love I call on Christ for eternal life I call on God for the victory if my enemy try to hurt me i need to turn the other cheek and i need to not fear man or evil Out competence comes from God.
livin my life and havin nothin but fun never been afraid of gang violence or guns striking terror in the eyes of everyone my condition is hereditary,so thank my mom the constant feinding from all my demons never let people in on what im thinkin not even my family or my best friend cuz i got wounds not even an m.d can mend told to let go and just pretened while you turn a blind eye like it never happened on top my game while yall is slackin good parenting is what the society is lackin
oh, you touch my tralala, mmm... my ding ding dong. la la la la la la la, la la la la la la, la la la la la la la. Oh, you touch my tralala la la la la la la la, la la la la la la. mmm... my ding ding dong. la la la la la la la, la la la la la la. Deep in the night, i'm looking for some fun, deep in the night, i'm looking for some love. de-de-de-deep in the night, i'm looking for some fun, deep in the night, i'm looking for some
pt 3, writing these raps page by page and while im on stage people saying were in the new age. now the haters their dreams of being famouse has failed, there middle aged, got minimum wage, they walking by the stores seing my albums title page, now there in rage, screaming at the sky, wishing they could get one more shot to get to the golden age but its just too late.
im turnt up Off this dope that I burnt up Fuck with me And you get cursed up What I’m underground where the dogs are barking Coughing the smoke till you can’t see nothing You won’t see us coming Whole team is krunk we all busting Whole team is up , we all Hunting You so yall better start running You just summoned the Lucifer inside of me not a priest is strong enough to condemned me Heart is cold Your bones made out of stone I won’t give a fuck if you choose to doubt me You can’t break me I’ve already been broken in every way I’ve turned beast No dream can stop me I’m off leash Climbed up to the top, now im me.
Fuck i never can get the courage to rap in front of people There's too much anxiety inside of me All these voices telling me im not good enough Telling me im doing everything wrong So now im sitting here writing up this song To try and get some closure before i end my life Might as well start the story that i have to tell It all began when i started smoking weed till i fell Every single day man But fuck so many people can for some reason all my friends can handle it But my brain is wired a little differently Everytime i smoke something gets into me And it starts to tell me that i did this and that and everyone noticed But when i try and think of what i did Theres nothing So i sit and trip about it Cant think about it for long because now there is something else People think im just a little weird Well you would be weird too if there was someone in your head Micro Analyzing everything you fucking said This shit doesnt stop it happens everyday But for some reason i keep on smoking Theres something about fitting in that goes along with toking Doctors and parents keep saying that i am kidding They even lie to me but that is kind of fitting Because everyone seems to lie to me Just like i like to lie about my sobriety So maybe i just need to drink little more Stumble down the stairs, wake up in bed with another fucking whore But the alcohol gives me the strength i've never had Gives me the motivation to do something bad Take a bitch and slap her And call her a fucking bitch Because when she said she loved me she was lying through her fangs She was a serpent A devil with some bangs Now that ive been sober for one day Its time to sit down and write some wordplay Because i want to make a single So people hear my music When im asked to freestlye i just seem to lose it I have the thought of what i need to spit But i cant say it because im full of fear and thats what noone seems to get Its not just like im afraid of what peopel think Its like im going to choke and start crying and then what will they think But i put on the facade of confidence Rhyming is simple but i can't hop over this fence But its more like a wall Because its physically stopping me from doing want i want to do Its right in my path My mom is crying “calm down sweetie just take a bath” But at this point all i see red At the end of this night someone is going to end up dead Or maybe incarcerated for aggravated assault But i'm not talking about my mom Id never lay a hand on her
That was pretty good, but Listen, I'm not some over sensitive fuck, but you know in the song about Stan, where Eminem quotes that song about, "a guy who could have saved that other guy from drowning, but didn't." That's the situation I'm in right now, because on one hand it could just be a hyperbolic suicide joke, which is fine, but I just felt compelled to remind you that killing yourself only hurts everyone around you, and that ending your own "suffering" only makes ten times the people suffer for much longer. Even I, a simple commenter, a passerby, It would hurt me too, and as previously stated I'm not a sensitive person. Suicide is the selfish way out. Anyway, if that was just a joke then I guess I waisted my time typing out a wall of text, but either way, bad place or good place, I hope you understand my reasoning. Hope to hear more of your music career soon.
time for your eternal sleep no time for wheepin' A minute ago, you were speakin' Now you're no longer breathin'/Shoulda saved your breath now you rest in a plastic bag, you're litterally in pieces/ Use to believe in jesus, now he's breathless prayed so he can be on gods guest list/ Guess this is what happens when you are reckless in the business/ Shit is like a sickness, it can consume/The idea of being untouchable can lead you to a lonely tomb/ So smarten up (part 1)
bein a lyrical poet you know this life aint nice you just know it you only get one shot so don't blow it Gods alive and I can show it look to the skys look all around cant you hear the sound of whats goin down man rap in my life when I spit I fly high like a kite cutting through demons like a knife you know im right im done that's night.
no mercy. Another bad journey. My sight is getting blurry but I'm there early at the nursery. Another anniversary of showing my diversity. Ready for my surgery. The shit I'm getting is lobotomy. What's gotten into me? It's sorcery. My brain will come with a warranty. Watch out what the warden sees. I'm fighting this disease. "Be at ease!". Got me please, begging on my knees. To end this. You're being relentless. Wake me up from this nightmare, I know I'll fight fair!
gangstas paradise like you see me im stuck in troubles more than knee deep A.K's and nine's, nigga we need heat im the fire, bring fuel nigga and feed me i bust yo face, replace n' retrace n' re-leave the tension reborn; dont mention im reformed wake up in the morn, just to sleep n' reawake and preform to repay my debters that have pleaded n' sworn a lil too late......
When im awake , i see things that make quiver n quake , i see the whole world going to hell , i see rotting corpses n im hating the smell, as u can tell even the greatest of angels have fell , my eyes are red as fuck , they're burning up , i scream for help , i yell "please help me" , my eyes, i feel them melting, ahhhhh cant anyone hear me yelling , NOOOO !!!!! fuck he's coming
pt 4, Just gotta sold out concert, seems like before its time to sing i flurt with this mic and lick it for some good luck, man i remember my first concert i was out there rapping lika walking stick, but i still get these butterfly's in my stomach just knowing all these screaming fans come here for you
i wanna move,wanna relax but i cant,my spinal cord coming out my back, i smoke crack,to releve da pain,but it just goin to my brain,drinving me insane,cant cope woth all this pain,i wanna go to sleep,but i keepin waking up,
as I sit here and ignite stacks of cash with tons of maps of gas I had stashed but break out,real fast ..i out put my key in the ignition and tires start ta squillin birch I don't play my mf ak lead,will spray
I walk throught the valley of the shadow of death with a bulletproof vest strapped on to my chest The dead never rest, thats why I got a tech With a clip long it can stretch to mount everest
Wanna be a -- baller, shot caller Twenty inch blades -- on the Impala A caller gettin laid tonight Swisher rolled tight, gotta sprayed by Ike I hit the HIIIGHWAY, making money the FLYYYY WAY But there's got to be a BETT-ER WAYY! A better way, better way, YEAH-AHHHH I'ma -- baller, I'ma twenty inch crawler Blades on Impala, diamond rottweiller I-10 hauler, not a leader not follower Break these boys off I'ma twenty inch crawler Bust a left, a right, I'm outta sight I'm throwed I'm bouncin off the road I'm in a modem with them foe dem Tiny tune -- hop out my big body form Chain with the chong, can't forget Moet along I'm hot, find me lookin good, diamonds against my wood Man it's understood -- got money in my hood I'm pushing big body can't stop me For the nine-eight got to sell a million copy I'ma crawl slow puffin on the Optimo hit the sto' I'ma go real slow -- puffin indo out the do' I'ma lit the stash green, man I'm lookin clean Want remote control screens with ice bezeltynes
Anytime I get on a beat u can feel the state of calefaction Dont engage in calligraphy but my lyrics take u to mind capacity Catch me cachinnating at Dese niggas dat really think dey rapping I'm da greatest MC stupid nigga just do da calculation Coming down from being high is just leaving the state of fascination
Lil Wayne I'll stop by to beat you/ On Tyga's face I'll stomp my new cleat shoe/ I bring abdominal pain/ With my king phenomenal brain/ The style is flying astronomical insane/ This isn't a dying economical campaign/ Gonna take the raps to the max on this record/ I'd be lying if I didn't say that this is where the wild things are/ This child brings hard lyrics/ I had material iller like a mad serial killer/ Gonna wake from my own slumber/ Rick Ross is so phat that when he stepped on the scale at the Doctors l the Doctor said hey it's my phone number/ Rapping so much my knees tremble/ Tryna understand my complex schemes is like an all American tryna read a Chinese symbol/ Can't match my skill/ Lil Wayne's first good single will be called Nyquil/ It'll keep them asleep that's probably why everybody thinks he's good they haven't heard him yet/ I word quintet lyrical schemes/ Miracle dreams, individual scenes, residual screams/ A criminal mind sending a subliminal line and a minimal rhyme on an Eminem beat/ Making every synonym sweat/ Living close to cinnamon street/ Rapping at the speed of light/ I don't need to write to succeed and fight/ Rappers they fleed the sight/ I breed the right kind of schemes/ Into the craft I am further/ I'll beat up Birdman then sit back and put my feet up and eat up a hamburger.
I'll beat up Birdman then sit back, chit chat, and spit rap like click clack, I'm a bit phat, not wick wack, i own the game like Mr. Litwak, and then I'll put my feet up and speak up and eat up a hamburger.
+Aditya Restu P : alright Hold on first of all I don't got arrogance/ Looking at your style to lost elegance/ Your contemplating hard/ While I'm sitting hear creating bars/ Run ya over with eighteen cars/ When I rap I'm into the craft I don't flow to make stories/ Look at my tracks yours corny/ My mind is full of symmetrical wires that could cause electrical fires/ Your styles obligated to get discombobulated/ Usually beat bad rappers irrefutably/ Brutally busting y'all busters like a butcher you are surly gonna need a suture/ Spitting so immutably/ I'm not gonna keep my mouth shut/ Now what/ Ain't no pessimist/ Brain like a physicist/ Insane I'm a lyricist/ Hey I'm not narcissistic/ For your information this conversation needs some more observation and some cooperation because I'm actually truly factually out witting you/ Your now sitting through your own demise/ Your not so wise/ Battle an autistic ADHD and Aspethers/ Dude I'm committing lyrical murders/ I'm not gonna go nice/ When I'm on the mic I'm assumin destruction/ I'm resumin discussion/ And meanwhile my freestyles are more miscellaneous and simultaneous and instantaneous then spontaneous human combustion/ There will be no procrastination/ Your gonna have aggravation, irritation, domination, I'm an abomination, haha you walked right into your own a-sass-uh-na-tion.
this era its ova its like "im gona get u" zed 4 Bad Rapper its time for a new faze ya guna feel me hit ya like im spittin blades michrophonically insane ima shred through ya lines leaving all ya'll in pain its my turn to rayne
like Ali in his prime, you wont have a prayer/ only way to recognize my assault is by a flare/ a signal or a warning, thats what your gonna need/ before you realize you can never fuck with me/ you livin or breathin, there is no guarentee/ but there is one guarentee, imma brand new m.c./ in the game, like nothin you've ever seen/ Catuh spittin flames, like i got nothin to lose/ i spit because i spit, its what i chose to choose ~Catuh
this is all or nothin'/ yeah sink or swim/ survival of the fittest/ you better hit the gym/ this feels like deja vu to me/ here we go again/ i don't aim to please/ i only aim to win/ i have a wealth of knowledge nuggets of wisdom/ and i don't need the money cuz time is all i spend/ i have the formula for success the equation/ is to be the best and leave the rest in the waste bin/ my credit is overdue and i'm at my wits end/ i started at two but now i'm way past ten
i wake up.... and bake up..ready for the day all..in...guns reloaded ready to show this...how i rock and roll...like a ticking time bomb ready to xplod!...bout to pit some shit yall never heard before...with flows so heavy blowing out windows..quik to turn newly wed wifeys into widows..if dont get with the program.. so respect what u dont .know 6.6.1 bakersfield representing u can me LOLO....
ima spit it to ya real/ like the struggle and apeal/ of the insanity that we all think is supposed to fucking heal/ when all ambitions fucking killed and we still seem to think its chill/ the debt collectors come up from behind and collect just what we steel/
JEREMYYY!!! Ειναι snik,ειναι beef,ειναι green screen Οι γκομενες με θελουν πριν βγαλω πρωτο single. Ειμαι hard,ειμαι boy Κοιτα πως γινεται boy Hello kitty,barbie και παιζω κομπολοι Κοιτα να δεις πως γινεται εχω εγω την λυση Swag,attitude,aight γαμησι...
i got the will, got the skill, im in this for the kill, but u aint eva heard of me, n probably neva will, but still, i keep goin on strong, BUT AT THE END OF THE DAY IM STILL A FUKIN NO ONE!
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This track is good for dissing people, the gun sounds makes it more deadly :))
i wrote a story to it, track coming out soon
@@damanjeetjassal4305 it's been 3 years lad when is it coming out
@@reekinladz33yrago59 🤣🤣
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shut up you cant rap
Meow. drum
Meow. drum
Meow. drum
Can't unhear xd
Lmaoo
cat soundtrack xD
Torimodosu Records you have ruined this song for me
Loool
I always listen to instrumentals like these ones just to understand and then realize how the fuck is crazy hard to be Eminem, he’s unique 👑👑
(Obie and Dmx two beasts as well)
You gotta appreciate all of the meticulously placed gunshot fires throughout the song. Aaah
*sighs blissfully while listening to the gunshots*
Probably my favourite beat of all time.
This is a great ufc walkout entrance.
stupid no it wont
eminem soldier is a good one too
It sounds like an Egyptian zombie invasion!
Lol
It does aswell
The mummies will be resurrected
😄
Is it just me or does the beginning kind of sound like cats meowing
LOOOL
I thought I was the only one lol
it does kinda sound like that lol
Ravi Jagabattuni your actually right.holy shit
Ravi Jagabattuni I noticed that too
I ain't gonna eat, I ain't gonna sleep
Ain't gonna breathe, til I see, what I wanna see
And what I wanna see, is you go to sleep, in the dirt
Permanently, you just being hurt, this ain't gonna work
For me, it just wouldn't be, sufficient enough
'cause we, are just gonna be, enemies
As long as we breathe, I don't ever see, either of us
Coming to terms, where we can agree
There ain't gonna be, no reasoning, speakin wit me
You speak on my seed, then me, no speak-a ingles
So we gonna beef, and keep on beefin, unless
You're gonna agree, to meet with me in the flesh
And settle this face to face, and you're gonna see
A demon unleashed in me, that you've never seen
And you're gonna see, this gangster beat on himself
I see you D-12, and thanks, but me need no help
Me do this one all by my lonely, I don't need fifteen of my homies
When I see you, I'm seeing you, me and you only
We never met, but best believe you gon know me
When I'm this close, to see you exposed as phony
Come on, bitch, show me, pick me up, throw me
Lift me up, hold me, just like you told me
You was gonna do, that's what I thought, you're pitiful
I'm rid of you, all of you, Ja, you'll get it too!
Now go to sleep bitch!
Die, motherfucker, die! Ugh, time's up, bitch, close ya eyes
Go to sleep, bitch! (what?)
Why are you still alive? How many times I gotta say, close ya eyes?
And go to sleep bitch! (what?)
Die motherfucker die, bye, bye, motherfucker, bye, bye!
Go to sleep bitch! (what?)
Why are you still alive? Why, die motherfucker, ah, ah, ah
Go to sleep bitch!
We got you niggaz, nervous
On purpose, to hurt your focus, you'se not MC's, you'se worthless
You'se not them G's, you'se a circus, you'se no appeal, please
You'se curtains, you use words, cool heard, slurred in two thousand third
You'se purpin, you'se no threat, who's ya servin?
When lyrically oughta bury you beneath the dirt when
You fuck with a label overseeing the Earth
Shady muthafucka, O. Trice's birth
And as I mold, I become a curse
So we can put down the verse, take it to the turf
Cock and squeeze, and he who reach the hearse is he who
Depicts fiction in his verse
And as I breathe, and you be deceased
The world believe you deceived just to speak
You'se not the streets, you'se the desk
Use not your chest nigga, use a vest
Before two's choose ya rest, you chose death
Six feet deep, nigga, that's the debt
Now go to sleep bitch!
Die, motherfucker, die! Ugh, time's up, bitch, close ya eyes
Go to sleep, bitch! (what?)
Why are you still alive? How many times I gotta say, close ya eyes?
And go to sleep bitch! (what?)
Die motherfucker die, bye, bye, motherfucker, bye, bye!
Go to sleep bitch! (what?)
Why are you still alive? Why, die motherfucker, ah, ah, ah
Go to sleep bitch!
Hey dog, I'ma walk like a beast, talk like the streets
I'ma stay blazin New York wit the heat
Stalk on the beat, walk wit my feet
Understand my pain, the rain ain't sleet
Peep how I'm moving, peep where I'm going
Shit don't seep, then sleep not knowin
But I'ma keep growing, getting larger than life
Easy-going with the same one that started the fight
He be knowing how dog get, when dog gon bite
Tried to show him the dog shit, it's dog for life
Grand champ, and my Blood Line is tight
'cause it's all good, it's all right
Niggas tried to holla, but couldn't holla back
Now they gots to swallow, everything in the sac
Blood Line, and, we can go track for track
Damn dog, why'd you have to do them niggas like that?
Now go to sleep bitch!
Die, motherfucker, die! Ugh, time's up, bitch, close ya eyes
Go to sleep, bitch! (what?)
Why are you still alive? How many times I gotta say, close ya eyes?
And go to sleep bitch! (what?)
Die motherfucker die, bye, bye, motherfucker, bye, bye!
Go to sleep bitch! (what?)
Why are you still alive? Why, die motherfucker, ah, ah, ah
Go to sleep bitch
Good done. I was looking for a comment like yours
shut up we know
This instrumental is insane
is it just me or do i hear a car meowing?
Now I can't stop hearing that damn cat! You ruined this beat for me man! It was so hardcore...
I love when cars meow
vilhjalmur vilhjalmsson i hear a cat meowing not a car.
its a guitar
The typo make this comment even funnier
And god damnit I can’t stop hearing a cat
Ending of an horror movie
* to cradle 2 the grave
Plot twist:Is the censored version
Best eminem beat
This and Rap game
YAAASSS
low key ass like that and evil deeds instrumental pre good imo
Go to sleep lyrics:
I ain't gonna eat, I ain't gonna sleep
Ain't gonna breathe, 'til I see what I wanna see
And what I wanna see, is you go to sleep in the dirt
Permanently, you just being hurt
This ain't gonna work for me
It just wouldn't be, sufficient enough
Cause we, are just gonna be, enemies
As long as we breathe, I don't ever see, either of us
Coming to terms, where we can agree
There ain't gonna be, no reasoning, speaking wit me
You speak on my seed, then me, no speak-a ingles
So we gonna beef, and keep on beefing, unless
You're gonna agree, to meet with me in the flesh
And settle this face to face, and you're gonna see
A demon unleashed in me, that you've never seen
And you're gonna see, this gangster pee on himself
I see you D12, and thanks, but me need no help
Me do this one all by my lonely
I don't need fifteen of my homies
When I see you, I'm seeing you, me and you only
We never met, but best believe you gon' know me
When I'm this close, to see you exposed as phony
Come on bitch, show me, pick me up, throw me
Lift me up, hold me, just like you told me
You was gonna do, that's what I thought, you're pitiful
I'm rid of you, all of you, Ja, you'll get it too!
Now go to sleep bitch
Die, motherfucker, die
Ugh, time's up, bitch, close ya eyes
Go to sleep, bitch (what)
Why are you still alive
How many times I gotta say, close ya eyes
And go to sleep bitch (what)
Die motherfucker die, bye, bye, motherfucker, bye, bye
Go to sleep bitch (what)
Why are you still alive
Why, die motherfucker, ah, ah, ah
Go to sleep bitch
We got you niggas nervous
On purpose, to hurt your focus
You's not MC's, you's worthless
You's not them G's, you's a circus
You's no appeal, please
You's curtains, you use words Kool Herc slurred in two thousand third
You's purping, you's no threat, who's ya serving
When lyrically oughta bury you beneath the dirt when
You fuck with a label overseeing the Earth
Shady muthafucka, O. Trice's birth
And as I mold, I become a curse
So we can put down the verse, take it to the turf
Cock and squeeze, and he who reach the hearse is he who
Depicts fiction in his verse
And as I breathe, and you be deceased
The world believe you deceived just to speak
You's not the streets, you's the desk
Use not your chest nigga, use a vest
Before two's choose ya rest, you chose death
Six feet deep, nigga, that's the depth
Now go to sleep bitch
Die, motherfucker, die
Ugh, time's up, bitch, close ya eyes
Go to sleep, bitch (what)
Why are you still alive
How many times I gotta say, close ya eyes
And go to sleep bitch (what)
Die motherfucker die, bye, bye, motherfucker, bye, bye
Go to sleep bitch (what)
Why are you still alive
Why, die motherfucker, ah, ah, ah
Go to sleep bitch
Hey dog, I'mma walk like a beast, talk like the streets
I'mma stay blazing New York with the heat
Stalk on the beat, walk with my feet
Understand my pain, the rain ain't sleet
Peep how I'm moving, peep where I'm going
Shit don't seep, then sleep not knowing
But I'mma keep growing, getting larger than life
Easy going with the same one that started the fight
He be knowing how dog get, when dog don't bite
Tried to show him the dog shit, it's dog for life
Grand Champ, and my Blood Line is tight
Cuz it's all good, it's all right
Niggas tried to holla, but couldn't holla back
Now they gots to swallow, everything in the sac
Blood Line, and, we can go track for track
Damn, dog, why'd you have to do them niggas like that
Now go to sleep bitch
Die, motherfucker, die
Ugh, time's up, bitch, close ya eyes
Go to sleep, bitch (what)
Why are you still alive
How many times I gotta say, close ya eyes
And go to sleep bitch (what)
Die motherfucker die, bye, bye, motherfucker, bye, bye
Go to sleep bitch (what)
Why are you still alive
Why, die motherfucker, ah, ah, ah
Go to sleep bitch
All you motherfuckers, take that
Here, take this too, bitch
Uh, Uh, Uh, Uh, Wahoo
We're killing all you motherfuckers dead, all of you
Fake ass gangsters
No more press
No more press
Rot, motherfuckers, rot
Decay, in the dirt, bitch, in the motherfucking dirt
Die nameless, bitch, die nameless, no more fame
Ahh, hahahaha
Yo X, come on man, Obie, let's go, haha
Sounds scary tbh
I saw a fat rat
then i saw a wack cat .
and then the cat ate the rat... wat
great rhyme man..
〉 Washed Up 〈 Fuck youuu!!!!
Son of bitch!!!
GOAT bars
are you emienm
maybe i should go to bed
Did you go to bed
I ain't gonna eat, I ain't gonna sleep
Ain't gonna breathe, til I see, what I wanna see
And what I wanna see, is you go to sleep, in the dirt
Permanently, you just being hurt, this ain't gonna work
I didn't know Kidz Bop did a cover of this song.
eminem has the sickest beats ever..
When I hear this. I think about how much I hate my teacher for giving me homework
Ja Rule was killed on this song, its a nice beat!!:)
Its a halloween night, and i can smell the fright, in the air, feel those stares, they piercing like a knife
better run for your life, cuz if u wanna stay, put up a hell of a fight, ive had you in my sight
sprint the light, if you think you'll get away, you might, sike, im right, there at your side, its a little game i play, as i watch you turn white
cuz now your bleeding out, but not from a stab, its a bite, some call me an animal i prefer a psych-
opathic with absolutly no insight, goodnight
No one should be allowed to touch this beat again. Eminem destroyed it, I can't even understand why they let Obie Trice and DMX try and follow that verse up haha.
Wasnt this biggies
his songs are legendery , his beats ar legendery , his lyircs are legendery ,,,
Anyone dare me to diss eminem with this beat
That wouldn't be smart. But he most likely wouldn't find out anyway.
beat skips at certain points about halfway.. kinda ruined my verse :p
Yeah at 2:50
destroys you and makes beat useless same problem with lost boyz ronee
Adjust Adapt Survive
Exactly G
pt 5, During my first rap battle in the streets i blew it but i learned from it and turned it into a guide for me now its plain to see all u gotta do is follow through and if u got what it takes and you can over come your mistakes and shake off all your fears and take a spear and stab all these quers who hate and dont believe in you and say cheers
187 dislikes?
Does that mean a purge of all who disliked?
This song is AWESOME
Mercy on my enemies i seek peace
I don't want to battle i want you set free
Not shedding blood i need to love
I call on Christ for eternal life
I call on God for the victory if my enemy try to hurt me i need to turn the other cheek and i need to not fear man or evil
Out competence comes from God.
0:50 when the beat comes in (the previous parts are good too)
livin my life and havin nothin but fun
never been afraid of gang violence or guns
striking terror in the eyes of everyone
my condition is hereditary,so thank my mom
the constant feinding from all my demons
never let people in on what im thinkin
not even my family or my best friend
cuz i got wounds not even an m.d can mend
told to let go and just pretened
while you turn a blind eye like it never happened
on top my game while yall is slackin
good parenting is what the society is lackin
oh, you touch my tralala,
mmm... my ding ding dong.
la la la la la la la,
la la la la la la,
la la la la la la la.
Oh, you touch my tralala
la la la la la la la,
la la la la la la.
mmm... my ding ding dong.
la la la la la la la,
la la la la la la.
Deep in the night,
i'm looking for some fun,
deep in the night,
i'm looking for some love.
de-de-de-deep in the night,
i'm looking for some fun,
deep in the night,
i'm looking for some
pt 3, writing these raps page by page and while im on stage people saying were in the new age. now the haters their dreams of being famouse has failed, there middle aged, got minimum wage, they walking by the stores seing my albums title page, now there in rage, screaming at the sky, wishing they could get one more shot to get to the golden age but its just too late.
im turnt up
Off this dope that I burnt up
Fuck with me
And you get cursed up
What
I’m underground where the dogs are barking
Coughing the smoke till you can’t see nothing
You won’t see us coming
Whole team is krunk we all busting
Whole team is up , we all
Hunting
You so yall better start running
You just summoned the Lucifer inside of me not a priest is strong enough to condemned me
Heart is cold
Your bones made out of stone
I won’t give a fuck if you choose to doubt me
You can’t break me
I’ve already been broken in every way
I’ve turned beast
No dream can stop me
I’m off leash
Climbed up to the top, now im me.
Fuck i never can get the courage to rap in front of people
There's too much anxiety inside of me
All these voices telling me im not good enough
Telling me im doing everything wrong
So now im sitting here writing up this song
To try and get some closure before i end my life
Might as well start the story that i have to tell
It all began when i started smoking weed till i fell
Every single day man
But fuck so many people can
for some reason all my friends can handle it
But my brain is wired a little differently
Everytime i smoke something gets into me
And it starts to tell me that i did this and that and everyone noticed
But when i try and think of what i did
Theres nothing
So i sit and trip about it
Cant think about it for long because now there is something else
People think im just a little weird
Well you would be weird too if there was someone in your head
Micro Analyzing everything you fucking said
This shit doesnt stop it happens everyday
But for some reason i keep on smoking
Theres something about fitting in that goes along with toking
Doctors and parents keep saying that i am kidding
They even lie to me but that is kind of fitting
Because everyone seems to lie to me
Just like i like to lie about my sobriety
So maybe i just need to drink little more
Stumble down the stairs, wake up in bed with another fucking whore
But the alcohol gives me the strength i've never had
Gives me the motivation to do something bad
Take a bitch and slap her
And call her a fucking bitch
Because when she said she loved me she was lying through her fangs
She was a serpent
A devil with some bangs
Now that ive been sober for one day
Its time to sit down and write some wordplay
Because i want to make a single
So people hear my music
When im asked to freestlye i just seem to lose it
I have the thought of what i need to spit
But i cant say it because im full of fear and thats what noone seems to get
Its not just like im afraid of what peopel think
Its like im going to choke and start crying and then what will they think
But i put on the facade of confidence
Rhyming is simple but i can't hop over this fence
But its more like a wall
Because its physically stopping me from doing want i want to do
Its right in my path
My mom is crying “calm down sweetie just take a bath”
But at this point all i see red
At the end of this night someone is going to end up dead
Or maybe incarcerated for aggravated assault
But i'm not talking about my mom
Id never lay a hand on her
That was pretty good, but Listen, I'm not some over sensitive fuck, but you know in the song about Stan, where Eminem quotes that song about, "a guy who could have saved that other guy from drowning, but didn't." That's the situation I'm in right now, because on one hand it could just be a hyperbolic suicide joke, which is fine, but I just felt compelled to remind you that killing yourself only hurts everyone around you, and that ending your own "suffering" only makes ten times the people suffer for much longer. Even I, a simple commenter, a passerby, It would hurt me too, and as previously stated I'm not a sensitive person. Suicide is the selfish way out. Anyway, if that was just a joke then I guess I waisted my time typing out a wall of text, but either way, bad place or good place, I hope you understand my reasoning. Hope to hear more of your music career soon.
the Lord blessed me with a gift to rap I couldn't ask for any other gift I love what I do
You still rap man?
@@dontsaymynameunlessyouknow8775 same question here
@@dontsaymynameunlessyouknow8775 he is dead
Lyrical genius below me
Its perfection.
time for your eternal sleep
no time for wheepin'
A minute ago, you were speakin'
Now you're no longer breathin'/Shoulda saved your breath now you rest in a plastic bag, you're litterally in pieces/ Use to believe in jesus, now he's breathless
prayed so he can be on gods guest list/ Guess this is what happens when you are reckless in the business/ Shit is like a sickness, it can consume/The idea of being untouchable can lead you to a lonely tomb/ So smarten up (part 1)
bein a lyrical poet you know this life aint nice you just know it you only get one shot so don't blow it Gods alive and I can show it look to the skys look all around cant you hear the sound of whats goin down man rap in my life when I spit I fly high like a kite cutting through demons like a knife you know im right im done that's night.
no mercy.
Another bad journey.
My sight is getting blurry but I'm there early at the nursery.
Another anniversary of showing my diversity.
Ready for my surgery.
The shit I'm getting is lobotomy.
What's gotten into me?
It's sorcery.
My brain will come with a warranty.
Watch out what the warden sees.
I'm fighting this disease. "Be at ease!".
Got me please, begging on my knees.
To end this. You're being relentless.
Wake me up from this nightmare, I know I'll fight fair!
😕🙊💣💪👌
tbh... im very high rn(that's why im here duh) but I actually did spit your verse and it sounds pretty fly
Zayi göte kilitler
Tommy Griff Johmar Colón thx guys, I know it doesn't really makes sense but it's a start
+Robin Maas I was rapping to that and it sounded pretty dope! Good lyrics!
first part is the bottom one. Last part is top one
ACT 4 LACRIM🥇
معزوفة عظيمة، احترام
And take everything from em.
Can't unheard the cats.
thats good man all these raps are good though.
gangstas paradise like you see me
im stuck in troubles more than knee deep
A.K's and nine's, nigga we need heat
im the fire, bring fuel nigga and feed me
i bust yo face, replace n' retrace n' re-leave
the tension reborn; dont mention im reformed
wake up in the morn,
just to sleep n' reawake and preform to repay
my debters that have pleaded n' sworn a lil too late......
This fits Jeff the killer perfectly.
Yorgunum biraz hafiften ağrır oldu gözlerim
vurunca bonk alevlenir zaman kul oldu sozlerim
No one called it tragic, they wanted it to happen
Because their sick of you trying to rap and,
My patience is snappin'
some of it sounds like a cat meowing
words cant even described what Eminem did to this beat..omg
Gangsta instrumental !
When im awake , i see things that make quiver n quake , i see the whole world going to hell , i see rotting corpses n im hating the smell, as u can tell even the greatest of angels have fell , my eyes are red as fuck , they're burning up , i scream for help , i yell "please help me" , my eyes, i feel them melting, ahhhhh cant anyone hear me yelling , NOOOO !!!!! fuck he's coming
pt 4, Just gotta sold out concert, seems like before its time to sing i flurt with this mic and lick it for some good luck, man i remember my first concert i was out there rapping lika walking stick, but i still get these butterfly's in my stomach just knowing all these screaming fans come here for you
i wanna move,wanna relax
but i cant,my spinal cord coming out my back,
i smoke crack,to releve da pain,but it just goin to my brain,drinving me insane,cant cope woth all this pain,i wanna go to sleep,but i keepin waking up,
as I sit here and ignite stacks of cash with tons of maps of gas I had stashed but break out,real fast ..i out put my key in the ignition and tires start ta squillin birch I don't play my mf ak lead,will spray
That sounds like a car meow
I walk throught the valley of the shadow of death
with a bulletproof vest strapped on to my chest
The dead never rest, thats why I got a tech
With a clip long it can stretch to mount everest
Stop caring about anything else and just do it.
that's pretty sick...i like it
you still alive ?
I AWAKE
Gotta get home and grab some cans to work out.
Wanna be a -- baller, shot caller
Twenty inch blades -- on the Impala
A caller gettin laid tonight
Swisher rolled tight, gotta sprayed by Ike
I hit the HIIIGHWAY, making money the FLYYYY WAY
But there's got to be a BETT-ER WAYY!
A better way, better way, YEAH-AHHHH
I'ma -- baller, I'ma twenty inch crawler
Blades on Impala, diamond rottweiller
I-10 hauler, not a leader not follower
Break these boys off I'ma twenty inch crawler
Bust a left, a right, I'm outta sight I'm throwed
I'm bouncin off the road I'm in a modem with them foe dem
Tiny tune -- hop out my big body form
Chain with the chong, can't forget Moet along
I'm hot, find me lookin good, diamonds against my wood
Man it's understood -- got money in my hood
I'm pushing big body can't stop me
For the nine-eight got to sell a million copy
I'ma crawl slow puffin on the Optimo hit the sto'
I'ma go real slow -- puffin indo out the do'
I'ma lit the stash green, man I'm lookin clean
Want remote control screens with ice bezeltynes
+Hex Devildog you didnt write this
Lil' Troy - wanna be a baller. this guys just posting other people's lyrics to other beats.. lol
Wait until I have everything then Ill be the best rapper on earth.
Omg all I could hear is meow
The instrumental is don't go by 2pac
insane 🔥🔥🔥
even if there was a cat in it a real rapper will still kill it 😎like me
Anytime I get on a beat u can feel the state of calefaction
Dont engage in calligraphy but my lyrics take u to mind capacity
Catch me cachinnating at Dese niggas dat really think dey rapping
I'm da greatest MC stupid nigga just do da calculation
Coming down from being high is just leaving the state of fascination
When i get dusted,i like to spread the blood like mustard trust it,my hardcore rain leaves you rusted move over lucifer ,i'm more ruthless.
Lil Wayne I'll stop by to beat you/
On Tyga's face I'll stomp my new cleat shoe/
I bring abdominal pain/
With my king phenomenal brain/
The style is flying astronomical insane/
This isn't a dying economical campaign/
Gonna take the raps to the max on this record/
I'd be lying if I didn't say that this is where the wild things are/
This child brings hard lyrics/
I had material iller like a mad serial killer/
Gonna wake from my own slumber/
Rick Ross is so phat that when he stepped on the scale at the Doctors l the Doctor said hey it's my phone number/
Rapping so much my knees tremble/
Tryna understand my complex schemes is like an all American tryna read a Chinese symbol/
Can't match my skill/
Lil Wayne's first good single will be called Nyquil/
It'll keep them asleep that's probably why everybody thinks he's good they haven't heard him yet/
I word quintet lyrical schemes/
Miracle dreams, individual scenes, residual screams/
A criminal mind sending a subliminal line and a minimal rhyme on an Eminem beat/
Making every synonym sweat/
Living close to cinnamon street/
Rapping at the speed of light/
I don't need to write to succeed and fight/
Rappers they fleed the sight/
I breed the right kind of schemes/
Into the craft I am further/
I'll beat up Birdman then sit back and put my feet up and eat up a hamburger.
I'll beat up Birdman then sit back, chit chat, and spit rap like click clack, I'm a bit phat, not wick wack, i own the game like Mr. Litwak, and then I'll put my feet up and speak up and eat up a hamburger.
madhe fakhe
Aditya Restu P what does that mean?
Alright then u rap Aditya Restu P I challenge u. U diss me I call u out
+Aditya Restu P : alright
Hold on first of all I don't got arrogance/
Looking at your style to lost elegance/
Your contemplating hard/
While I'm sitting hear creating bars/
Run ya over with eighteen cars/
When I rap I'm into the craft I don't flow to make stories/
Look at my tracks yours corny/
My mind is full of symmetrical wires that could cause electrical fires/
Your styles obligated to get discombobulated/
Usually beat bad rappers irrefutably/
Brutally busting y'all busters like a butcher you are surly gonna need a suture/
Spitting so immutably/
I'm not gonna keep my mouth shut/
Now what/
Ain't no pessimist/
Brain like a physicist/
Insane I'm a lyricist/
Hey I'm not narcissistic/
For your information this conversation needs some more observation and some cooperation because I'm actually truly factually out witting you/
Your now sitting through your own demise/
Your not so wise/
Battle an autistic ADHD and Aspethers/
Dude I'm committing lyrical murders/
I'm not gonna go nice/
When I'm on the mic I'm assumin destruction/
I'm resumin discussion/
And meanwhile my freestyles are more miscellaneous and simultaneous and instantaneous then spontaneous human combustion/
There will be no procrastination/
Your gonna have aggravation, irritation, domination, I'm an abomination, haha you walked right into your own a-sass-uh-na-tion.
this one's flowin
this era its ova
its like "im gona get u"
zed 4 Bad Rapper
its time for a new faze
ya guna feel me hit ya
like im spittin blades
michrophonically insane
ima shred through ya lines
leaving all ya'll in pain
its my turn to rayne
This is what it would sound like censored.
best beat ever
K heb me zelf op de kaart gezegd nu nog op de atlast
* gets pumped*
The bass scares me
like Ali in his prime, you wont have a prayer/ only way to recognize my assault is by a flare/ a signal or a warning, thats what your gonna need/ before you realize you can never fuck with me/ you livin or breathin, there is no guarentee/ but there is one guarentee, imma brand new m.c./ in the game, like nothin you've ever seen/ Catuh spittin flames, like i got nothin to lose/ i spit because i spit, its what i chose to choose
~Catuh
Good Shit LoveInformation... I liked ya last verse too.
zayi vs infaz +1
That some crazy shit, homie thumbs up
The best beat
thanks brah, yours was dope too
RIGHT NOW!!!!!!!!!!
So when I do move back home. No ones in the way anymore.
JIGI DI JAG JACKSON !!!
Alpha empire
this is all or nothin'/ yeah sink or swim/ survival of the fittest/ you better hit the gym/ this feels like deja vu to me/ here we go again/ i don't aim to please/ i only aim to win/ i have a wealth of knowledge nuggets of wisdom/ and i don't need the money cuz time is all i spend/ i have the formula for success the equation/ is to be the best and leave the rest in the waste bin/ my credit is overdue and i'm at my wits end/ i started at two but now i'm way past ten
This Beat Sounds Scaryy ima Use it
No
Sick, thumbs up
Best suit on moti daku😁😁
i wake up.... and bake up..ready for the day all..in...guns reloaded ready to show this...how i rock and roll...like a ticking time bomb ready to xplod!...bout to pit some shit yall never heard before...with flows so heavy blowing out windows..quik to turn newly wed wifeys into widows..if dont get with the program.. so respect what u dont .know 6.6.1 bakersfield representing u can me LOLO....
ima spit it to ya real/ like the struggle and apeal/
of the insanity that we all think is supposed to fucking heal/
when all ambitions fucking killed and we still seem to think its chill/
the debt collectors come up from behind and collect just what we steel/
JEREMYYY!!!
Ειναι snik,ειναι beef,ειναι green screen
Οι γκομενες με θελουν πριν βγαλω πρωτο single.
Ειμαι hard,ειμαι boy
Κοιτα πως γινεται boy
Hello kitty,barbie και παιζω κομπολοι
Κοιτα να δεις πως γινεται εχω εγω την λυση
Swag,attitude,aight γαμησι...
Εισαι τρελος
axaxax i know man...
Χαχαχαχαχχ
i got the will, got the skill,
im in this for the kill,
but u aint eva heard of me,
n probably neva will,
but still, i keep goin on strong,
BUT AT THE END OF THE DAY
IM STILL A FUKIN NO ONE!