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
Koyduğum nokta belki son
Ben bunu bilemem aynı bomb
Gibi gelir sana belki de aynı ton
Dibi delik gelebilir ama aynı fon
Kendini bilemez montofon
Ve monoton yaşar hep alt aynı don
Anlatırım ben derdimi yalnız
Ey, bi' mini microphone
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)
Yo'ov bunu ben, bunu sen, şunu ben, onu sen
Gülü ben, günü sen, fenomen olacak dolacak her yer
Menemen kıvamı balçık gelemem
Elemem dostumu göremezsem
Düşmanın postunu yere seremezsem
Rüzgar gibi esemezsem, veremezsem
Kalbimi, geri gelemezsem
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
Şimdi bana bi' bakınız haydi
Muamelesi kesebilir hasi
Ve de Muhammed Ali gibi gelir asi
Bana bak, beni gör, ve de öl vasi
Sözüm hep duyulur tepeden bariton
Mekanım olabilir her an ozon
Yanıma gelenin canına girecektir
Ey, bi' mini microphone
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'
Rüyalara daldın, bal arısı, gök karası
İstanbul kalem harp okulundan çıktı en baba Rap işte başına darısı
(shame)
Ma ma ma ma ma ma ma ma microphone'unu getirsene, bana baksana
Laklak etme sakın ha sen beni dinle
Kelimelerimi kilometrelerce milimetrik hesaplarla yazdım ha
İhtiyacınız var mı yardıma? hatalı rhyme'lar
Fatalrhyme'la çatal olur ha
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
Yatacaktır yere, bala banacaktır, kanacaktır
Akacaktır, rüzgar gibi esecektir, geri gelecektir
Ceza etnik bir sentezdir, bela teknik bir arızadır
Üç fazdır, kanadı kırıktır
Taktik kuşkunun oluşumudur
Şu yaptığın Rap'teki uçurumdur
Bak beni gör hadi kamil ol
Tepeden tırnağa sen hami ol
Rap'e göz kulak oldum, sen de ol
Ve de holocaust'u gören insan ol
Arı gibi uç, kartal gibi kon
Ve de sen köle ol ya da ben patron
Rhyme'larım can yakabilir ha, pardon ya
Ey, bi' mini microphone
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"
Şimdi bana bi' bakınız hadi
Muamelesi kesebilir hasi
Ve de Muhammed Ali gibi gelir asi
Bana bak, beni gör, ve de öl vasi
Sözüm hep duyulur tepeden bariton
Mekanım olabilir her an ozon
Yanıma gelenin canına girecektir
Ey, bi' mini microphone
Bana bak (ay)
Yo kalbini aç, son atak
Yo muamele pak katarakt
Yo görünen köy bu dayak,
sözlerle gelen
Kendini Nostradamus sanana namus gerekir
Ceza gibi bir kâbus gerekir
Fanus gibi g*t deliğinize çikita bir muz sokulur
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
Sen beni bilemedin, yüreğimi göremedin
Kendini bilemedin, yamacıma gelemedin
Amacına varamadın, her yeri karaladın
Barışı da yaraladın, acımadan aldın
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
Bana bir bakınız akınız, underground'u
Kafanıza takınız, yakınız, aleve veriniz her yeri
Holocaust'u görünüz, gösteriniz
İşte bu Hip Hop gösterimiz
Yo, Allah Rap'in 'Ceza'sını verdi
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
Ma ma ma ma ma ma ma ma ma ma ma microphone show
Ma ma ma ma ma ma ma ma ma ma ma microphone show
Ma ma ma ma ma ma ma ma ma ma ma microphone show
Ma ma ma ma ma ma ma ma ma ma ma ma ma ma ma ma ma ma ma ma ma ma ma ma ma ma ma ma ma microphone show
Şimdi bana bi' bakınız haydi, şimdi bana bi' bakınız haydi
Şimdi bana bi' bakınız haydi, şimdi bana bi' bakınız haydi
Şimdi bana bi' bakınız haydi, şimdi bana bi' bakınız haydi
Şimdi bana bi' bakınız, akınız, underground'u kafanıza takınız haydi
Bana bi' bakınız, underground'u kafanıza takınız siz, haydi
Ma ma ma ma ma ma ma ma ma ma ma microphone show
Ma ma ma ma ma ma ma ma ma ma mi mi mi mi mi mi ma ma ma ma mi mi mi mi
Microphone show, mikrofon show...
(Created by Bayezid)
