Rap God Song Lyrics in English and Video Song – Eminem

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Eminem is a 2013 English Language Album Song Rap God song from his Eminem starrer Eminem, which is composed by the music director Marshall MathersEminem has provided the Lyrics for this song: Rap God, while Eminem has provided the voice.

Song Details:

Movie:Eminem
Song Title:Rap God
Movie Director :
Music Director:Marshall Mathers
Singer(s):Eminem
Lyrics By:Eminem
Language(s):English

Rap God Video Song from the Movie Eminem

Rap God Video Song from the Movie Eminem is well received by the Audience. The Video Song has reached more than 895 M views since the song is uploaded on YouTube.

EminemMusic is the original owner of this Video Song, hence copying this Video song in any form is considered as a Copy Right Violation as per YouTube, Indian and American Copy Right Laws.

Rap God Song & Video, Lyrics in English

Look, I was gonna go easy on you and not to hurt your feelings
But I’m only going to get this one chance
Something’s wrong, I can feel it (Six minutes, Slim Shady, you’re on)

Just a feeling I’ve got like something’s about to happen, but I don’t know what
If that means, what I think it means, we’re in trouble, big trouble,
And if he is as bananas as you say, I’m not taking any chances

You were just what the doctor ordered
I’m beginning 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?
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 nut-sack
I’m an MC still as honest

But as rude and indecent as all hell syllables, killaholic (Kill ’em all with)
This slickety, gibbedy, hibbedy hip hop
You don’t really wanna get into a pissing match with this rappidy brat

Packing a Mac in the back of the Ac, backpack rap crap, yep, yackidy-yac
And at the exact same time I attempt these lyrical acrobat stunts while I’m practicing
That I’ll still be able to break a motherfuckin’ table

Over the back of a couple of faggots and crack it in half
Only 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 having a rough time period, here’s a Maxipad
It’s actually disastrously bad
For the wack while I’m masterfully constructing this masterpiece as
I’m beginning 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 maintaining this shit ain’t that hard, that hard

Everybody want the key and the secret to rap immortality like I 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, did nothing but shoot for the moon since
MC’s 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? 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 and induct them into the motherfuckin’ Rock n’
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 fags think it’s all a game ’til I walk a flock of flames
Off of planking, tell me what in the fuck are you thinking?
Little gay looking boy

So gay I can barely say it with a straight face looking boy
You witnessing a mass occur
Like you watching a church gathering take place looking boy
Oy vey, that boy’s gay, that’s all they say looking boy
You get a thumbs up, pat on the back

And a “way to go” from your label everyday looking boy
Hey, looking boy, what you say looking boy?
I got a “hell yeah” from Dre 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

‘Cause I’m beginning to feel like a Rap God, Rap God
All my people from the front to the back nod, back nod
The way I’m racing 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 be Thor and I’ll be Odin, you rodent, I’m omnipotent

Let off then I’m reloading immediately with these bombs I’m totin’
And I should not be woken
I’m the walking dead, but I’m just a talking head, a zombie floating
But I got your mom deep throating

I’m out my Ramen noodle, we have nothing 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 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

Appeal with the skin color of mine
You get too big and here they come trying 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 a nine”
See if I get away with it now that I ain’t as big as I was, but I’m
Morphin’ into an immortal coming 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 fucking cornrows
You write normal, fuck being normal
And I just bought a new Raygun from the future

Just to come and shoot ya like when Fabolous made Ray J mad
‘Cause Fab said he looked like a fag at Maywhether’s pad
Singin’ to a man while they 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’mma kill you”
Lyrics coming at you at supersonic speed, (JJ Fad)
Uh, sama lamaa duma lamaa you assuming I’m a human
What I gotta do 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
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 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 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 ripping any one of these verses diverse as 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 can sacrifice virgins too uh!
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 fight with devils and, 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 I have
Then you may be a little patient and more sympathetic to the situation
And understand the discrimination
But fuck it, life’s handing 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 it 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?

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