Mon 14 Oct 2013
First came “Survival.” Then came “Berzerk.” Now Eminem proves why he’s still a “Rap God” on the latest single off The Marshall Mathers LP 2, due November 5. No radio-ready hooks or faux-metal riffs here, folks, just straight lyrics. Try to keep up.
Stream “Rap God” after the jump…
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October 14th, 2013 at 5:30 pm
Im sorry he still got it!you cant hate this dude at all.
October 14th, 2013 at 5:34 pm
Perfect…
October 14th, 2013 at 5:37 pm
Fire
October 14th, 2013 at 6:01 pm
Keep up? Shits random gibberish em seen better days no longer shocking
October 14th, 2013 at 6:01 pm
Thank you rap god!
October 14th, 2013 at 6:23 pm
jezzus krist, boy snapped like the end scene of the thundering mantis
October 14th, 2013 at 6:25 pm
Why be a King when you can be a God
Kendrick I think someone finally really responded lls
That 6 minutes just put the pressure on all these MC’s out here if you can rap, now really rap!!!! “Guru”
October 14th, 2013 at 7:03 pm
this is PURE TRASH. WHITE TRASH I Might add
October 14th, 2013 at 7:05 pm
Em killed it! The beat is a little sub par but lyrics are insane. He’s still on top!
October 14th, 2013 at 7:06 pm
Are you crazy, crazy or fucking crazy? I think you need to wait for the lyrics to come out on rap genius because obviously you can’t keep up. Eminem is hitting so many pop culture topics it’s insane
October 14th, 2013 at 7:26 pm
Em is a king from what he’s done in the past i.e. Recovery was a slept on classic but this joint is a rap alter boy no rap god here! LOL
October 14th, 2013 at 7:35 pm
Pretty much, no matter what Em puts out people will praise it.
October 14th, 2013 at 8:37 pm
Cosign,,
October 14th, 2013 at 8:39 pm
DOPE DOPE DOPPPPPPEEEEEEEEE
October 14th, 2013 at 8:42 pm
TOOK ME AN HOUR BUT HERE’S THE LYRICS FOR THE NEW GENERATION WHO HAVE A VERY HARD TIME COMPREHENDING WORDS … YOUR WELCOME
[Verse 1]
I’m beginning to feel like a rap God
All my people from the front to the back nod
Now who thinks he’s arms are long enough to slapbox?
They said I rap like a robot so call me rapbot
But for me to rap like a computer 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 living and a killing off it
Ever since Bill Clinton was still in office
With Monica Lewinsky feeling on his (nutsack)
I’m an emcee still as honest
But as rude and indecent as all hell
Syllable, killaholic [?]
This slickety, gibbedy, hibbedy hip hop
You don’t really wanna get into a piece of match
With this rappidy rappack and a mack in the back of the yac, pack backpack rap yep yackidy yac
The exact same time I attempt these lyrical acrobat stunts when I’m practicing that
I’ll still be able to break a motherfuckers table over the back of a couple [?] and crack it in half
Only realized it was ironic I was on the 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; he’s a maxipad
It’s actually disastrously bad
For the wack to masterfully constructing this masterpiece ass
[Verse 2]
I’m beginning to feel like a rap God
All my people from the front to the back nod
Now who thinks he’s arms are long enough to slapbox?
Let me show you maintaining this shit ain’t that hard
Everybody want the key and the secret to rap immortality like I have got
Well, to be truthful the blueprint is simply raging youthful [?]
Everybody loves to root for a nuisance
Hither up like an asteroid, did nothing but chew other moons in
Emcees get taken to school with this music cause I use it as a vehichle to bust a rhyme
Now I lead a new school of students
Me, I’m a product of Rakim, Lakim, Shahbaz, 2Pac and
W.N, Cube, 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 and induct them to the motherfucking Rock and Roll Hall Of Fame
Even though I walk in the church and burst in a ball of flames
Only Hall of Fame I be inducted in is the alcohol of fame
On the wall of shame
You [?] it’s all a game till I woke a flock of flames
Off of planking, tell me what in the fuck were you thinking?
Little B looking boy, so [?] I can barely say it with a straight face looking boy
You witnessing a massacre like you watching a church gathering take place looking boy
Oh [?] that’s all they say looking boy
You take a thumbs up, pat on the back the way you go from your label everyday looking boy
Hey, looking boy, what you say looking boy?
I got a hell yeah from Tre looking boy
I’mma work for everything I have, never ask nobody for shit
Get outta my face looking boy
Basically boy you’re never gonna be capable to keep up with the same pace looking boy
[Verse 3]
I’m beginning to feel like a rap God
All my people from the front to the back nod
The way I’m racing around the track, call me Nascar
[?] heart of the trailer park, the white trash God
Kneel before generals off this planett’s Krypton, no Asgard
So you be Thor and I’ll be Odin, you [?], I’m omnipotent
Let off then I’m reloading immediately with these bombs I’m totin’
And I should not be woken
I’m a walking dead, but I’m just a talking head, a zombie floating
But I got your mom deep in [?]
I’m out my ramen noodle
We have nothing in common, poodle
? 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 ? I scratch, scribble and doodle
Enough rhymes to maybe to try and 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 the underground, but I still rap like I’m on my Pharoahe Monch grind
So I crunch rhymes, but sometimes when you combine
A pill with the skin color of mine
You get too big and [?]
Like that one line
When I tried to say I take seven kids from Columbine
Put ‘em all in a line
See if I get away with it now then I ain’t as big as I was but I’m
Morph into an immortal, coming through the portal
But you’re stuck in a timewarp from 2004 though
And I don’t know what the fuck that you rhyme for
You’re pointless as Rapunzel with fucking cornrolls
Fuck being normal
And I just bought a new raygun from the future to just come and shoot ya
Like when Fabolous made Ray J mad
Oh, man, oh, that was a 24 special on the cable channel
So Ray J went straight to the radio station the very next day
”Hey, Fab, I’mma kill you”
Lyrics coming at you at supersonic speed
Uh, sama lamaa duma lamaa you assuming I’m a human
What I gotta do to get it through to you I’m superhuman
Innovator, made [?] so anything you saying ricocheting off of me
Never fading, and I know that the 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
You make elevator music
Oh, he’s too mainstream – well, that’s what they doing 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
[?] to make them loose 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 of these verses
How many verses I gotta murder to prove
That if you’re half as nice at songs you can sacrifice virgins too
School flunkie, pill junky
But look at the accolades the skills brung 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
Ill when I speak in tongues, but it’s still tongue in cheek, fuck you
I’m drunk so Satan take the fucking wheel, I’m asleep in the front seat
Bumping Heavy D and the Boys, still chunky, but funky
But in my head there’s something I can feel tugging and struggling
Angels fighting with devils, here’s what they want from me
They asking me to eliminate some of the women hate
But if you take into consideration the bitter hatred that I had
Then you may be a little patient and more symphatetic to the situation
And understand the discrimation
But fuck it, life’s handing you lemons, make lemonade then
But if I can’t battle the women how the fuck am I supposed to bake them a cake then?
Don’t mistake it for Satan
It’s a fatal mistake if you think I need to be overseas and take a vacation to tip a broad
And make a [?] on the face and don’t be a retard
Be a king? Think not – why be a king when you can be a God?
[Intro]
Look, I was gonna go easy on you, not to hurt your feelings
But I’m only to get this one chance. (Six minutes, Slim Shady, you’re on) Something’s wrong, I can feel it
Like a feeling, like something is about to happen, but I don’t know what
If this means, what I think it means, we’re in trouble – big trouble
And if he is as bananas like you say, I’m not taking any chances
(You were just what the doc ordered.)
[Hook]
I’m begining to feel like a Rap God (Rap God)
All my people from the front to the back, nod (Back, nod)
Now who thinks arms a long enough to slap box? (Slap box)
[Part I:]
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 pinnacle walk when I half-cock it
Got a fat knock, from that rap profit
Rap prophet
Made a living and a killing off it
Ever since Bill Clinton was still in office
With Monica Lewinsky feeling on his, nut sack
I’m an MC, still as honest
But as rude and as indecent a hell syllables
Killaholic(?) kill em all…
This vividy hibbedi-hibbedi-hip hop
You don’t really wanna get in to a pissin match
… that with a backpack
…Aftermath after the fact
At the exact same time I attempt this lyrical acrobat-stunts
While I’m back .. to be able
Should be able to break a motherfucking table
Over the back of the couple of facts
Realize, it was ironic I was on the aftermath after the fact
How could I not blow all I do is drop F bombs
I’m beginning to feel like a rap god (rap god)
All my people from the front to the back, nod
Everybody want the key and the secret to rap immortality like I have got
And I realize it’s ironic I was on Aftermath after the fact
MCs get taken to school with this music cause I use it as a vehicle to Bust-a-Rhyme!
To meet Run DMC and induct them to the motherfucking rock and roll Hall of fame
The only hall of fame I’ll be inducted to is the alcohol of fame on the wall of shame
Why be a king when you can be a God?
I am the walking dead but I am just the talking head of a zombie floating
We have nothing in common poodle
I am a dopamine pinch yourself
In you arm …..
Its me
My honesty is brutal
…
If I don’t utlize what I do
At least once in while, so I wanna make sure somewhere in this chicken
scatch, I scribble and doodle enough rhymes to maybe try and help kick
some people through tough times
But I gotta keep a few punchlines
Just in case cuz
Even if unsigned rappers are hungry looking at me like its lunch times
I know
There was a time where once I was
King of the underground
But I still rap like I am on
On my pharaoh munch grind
So I crunch rhymes but sometimes when you combine appeal with the skin color of mine you get too big
…Mathers LP 1
Youre assuming im a human
What i gotta do to get through you
Im superhuman,innovating
And i made of rubber
So anything you say
Is ricocheting off me
Devastating
Demonstrating
Motherfucking audience
Feeling like its levitating
Never failing
And i know the haters
Are forever waiting
The day they say i fell off
They celebrating
Cause the way i get em motivated
The way i make elevating music
You make elevator music
“oh he is too mainstream”
Put them all in a line and add an ak
Why be a king, when you can be a god?
~NotoriousRambo~
October 14th, 2013 at 10:29 pm
slim you are beast for even taking the initiative smh wow
Are you employed ?
October 14th, 2013 at 11:05 pm
been this way since the Slim Shady LP, lol. Em is the only rapper who can print money. The dickrider/White Knight syndrome is always in full effect
October 14th, 2013 at 11:33 pm
Nah man…the shit on your hard drive is trash bro. This track is way above your head.
October 14th, 2013 at 11:34 pm
Nah man…the sh*t on your hard drive is trash bro. This track is way above your head.
October 14th, 2013 at 11:35 pm
Nah man…that ish on your hard drive is trash bro. This track is way above your head.
October 15th, 2013 at 12:13 am
Eminem is immortal and if you don’t agree we got nothing in common POODLE
October 15th, 2013 at 12:46 am
This dude touched on so many events in this song lol. True Genius. Eminem!
October 15th, 2013 at 4:09 am
DOPE EM SNAPPED
October 15th, 2013 at 4:12 am
He ain’t got shit! A fast flow, and lyrics that are goin no direction? I can name a 100 other rappers that can do that shit exactly the same or better. The last hope I had on a dope album has vanished with this track
October 15th, 2013 at 4:15 am
no he didn’t. Kendrick is still the king of hiphop. And otherwise his own slaughterhouse group would be still doper then Eminem right now
October 15th, 2013 at 7:44 am
This can’t be a matter of opinion or personal preference. If you enjoy lyricism or “rappity-rap” this is the best example released in years. 8-10 different flows, metas, almost no ad-libs, no money talk, direct shots veiled shots. If you aren’t feeling this then you don’t understand what you listened to.
And this is from someone who has been disappointed with a lot of Ems music recently, so no Stan here.
October 15th, 2013 at 8:28 am
You didn’t do that that’s from rap genius .. smh Jackass
October 15th, 2013 at 9:52 am
do it. name 100 rappers better than em.
October 15th, 2013 at 10:13 am
@4:26 holy shit batman!!!! Yo kendrick, Cole, Drake, Macklemore …..take notes.
October 15th, 2013 at 11:05 am
Content that I will never know all the words to this song
October 15th, 2013 at 12:06 pm
Cosign – this should be the top comment right here. Lyricism is an unknown concept to these younguns. If you call “gibberish” or “trash” you’re not listening homie.
October 15th, 2013 at 12:33 pm
going no where ? did you listen ?
October 15th, 2013 at 1:16 pm
did you listen to what he was saying tho ? he killed it fam.
October 15th, 2013 at 2:03 pm
Co-sign!
October 15th, 2013 at 5:42 pm
Can’t wait to attempt this song on karaoke.
October 15th, 2013 at 7:23 pm
lol! I concur, pls name those 100 rappers, I’ll wait!
October 20th, 2013 at 8:12 pm
100? I can’t think of 10!!
October 22nd, 2013 at 1:01 pm
Thats the stupidest shyt i ever heard. It has no direction to you because you cant keep up with all of the metaphors, wordplay and a continuous theme. No one out can top this lyrically. Maybe 100 rappers can make something that you may be able to comprehend, but not better, not even on the same level. If you have questions, ask and Ill break down anything said in that track
October 22nd, 2013 at 1:08 pm
thats the stupidest shyt i ever heard. It has no direction to you because you cant keep up with all of the metaphors, wordplay and a continuous theme. No one out can top this lyrically. Maybe 100 rappers can make something that you may be able to comprehend, but not better, not even on the same level. If you have questions, ask and Ill break down anything said in that track
October 31st, 2013 at 3:33 pm
Em is my Mentor:-)
November 1st, 2013 at 11:16 pm
The last hope you had vanished b4 you even had hope…don’t be hating just coz you can’t understand level of intimacy this is…
December 28th, 2013 at 5:34 pm
Lyrical masterpiece. We can’t help those who trash something they were too ignorant to comprehend.