Oh my god, Ronny Ayy, somebody grab him some clippers (zzzzt) His ******' beard is weird Tough talk from a rapper payin' millions for security a year "I think my dad's gone crazy," yeah, Hailie, you right Dad's always mad cooped up in the studio, yellin' at the mic You're sober and bored, huh? (I know) About to be 46 years old, dog Talkin' 'bout "I'ma call up Trick Trick" Man, you sound like a *****, ***** Man up and handle your **** (ugh) Mad about somethin' I said in 2012 Took you six years and a surprise album just to come with a diss Homie we get it, we know that you're the greatest rapper alive ******' dweeb, all you do is read the dictionary and stay inside **** Rap God, I'm the Rap Devil Comin' bare-faced with a black shovel Like the Armageddon when the smoke settle His body next to this instrumental, I'm sayin' I'm sick of them sweatsuits and them corny hats, let's talk about it I'm sick of you bein' rich and you still mad, let's talk about it Both of us single dads from the Midwest, we can talk about it Or we could get gully, I'll size up your body And put some white chalk around it Let's talk about the fact you actually blackballed a rapper That's twice as young as you (let's talk about it) Let's call Sway Ask why I can't go on Shade 45 because of you (brrt) Let's ask Interscope How you had Paul Rosenberg tryin' to shelf me (huh?) Still can't cover up the fact Your last four albums is as bad as your selfie Now tell me, what do you stand for? (what?) I know you can't stand yourself (no) Tryin' to be the old you so bad you Stan yourself (ha) Let's leave all the beefin' to 50 (please) Em, you're pushin' 50 Why you claimin' that I'ma call Puff? When you the one that called Diddy (facts) Then you went and called Jimmy (facts) They conference called me in the morning (what?) They told me you mad about a tweet You wanted me to say sorry (what?) I swear to God I ain't believe him (nah) Please say it ain't so (no) The big bad bully of the rap game can't take a ******' joke Oh you want some ******' smoke (what?) But not literally, you'll choke Yeah I'll acknowledge you're the GOAT But I'm The Gunner, *****, I got you in the scope (brra) Don't have a heart attack now (no) Somebody help your mans up (help) Knees weak of old age, the real Slim Shady can't stand up I'm sick of them sweatsuits and them corny hats, let's talk about it I'm sick of you bein' rich and you still mad, let's talk about it Both of us single dads from the Midwest, we can talk about it Or we could get gully, I'll size up your body And put some white chalk around it Hello Marshall, my name's Colson You should go back to Recovery I know your ego is hurtin' Just knowin' that all of your fans discovered me (hi) He like, "Damn, he a younger me Except he dresses better and I'm ugly Always making fun of me." Stop all the thuggery, Marshall, you livin' in luxury (damn) Look what you done to me Dropped an album just because of me Damn, you in love with me! You got money but I'm hungry I like the diss but you won't say them lyrics out in front of me Shout out to every rapper that's up under me Know that I'll never do you like this ******* Still bitter after everyone loves you Pull that wedgie out your dungarees (hey) I gotta respect the OGs and I know most of 'em personally (ayy) But you're just a bully actin' like a baby So I gotta read you a nursery (nursery) I'm the ghost of the future And you're just Ebenezer Scrooge (facts) I said on Flex anyone could get it I ain't know it would be you I'm sick of them sweatsuits and them corny hats, let's talk about it I'm sick of you bein' rich and you still mad, let's talk about it Both of us single dads from the Midwest, we can talk about it Or we could get gully, I'll size up your body And put some white chalk around it Ridin' shotty 'cause I gotta roll this **** It's a fast road when your idols become your rivals, yeah Never hesitate to say it to your face, I'm a asshole *****-ass ************ Oh my god, Ronny We know you get nervous, Rabbit I see Momma's spaghetti all over your sweater I wish you would lose yourself on the records That you made a decade ago, they were better Accordin' to them, you're a national treasure To me, you're as soft as a feather The type to be scared to ask Rihanna for her number Just hold her umbrella-ella-ella "I'm not afraid," okay Oscar the Grouch, chill on the couch (****) You got an Oscar, damn Can anyone else get some food in their mouth? (For real) They made a movie about you, you're in everybody's top ten You're not getting better with time It's fine, Eminem, put down the pen Or write an apology Over the simple fact you had to diss to acknowledge me I am the prodigy How could I even look up to you? You ain't as tall as me 5'8" and I'm 6'4", seven punches hold your head still Last time you saw 8 Mile was at home on a treadmill You were named after a candy I was named after a gangster (brr) And don't be a sucker and take my verse Off of Yelawolf's album, thank you (thank you) I just wanna feed my daughter You tryna stop the money to support her You the one always talkin' 'bout the action Text me the addy, I'm pullin' up scrappin' And I'm by my ******' self, what's happenin'? EST captain, salute me or shoot me That's what he's gonna have to do to me When he realizes there ain't **** he could do to me Everybody always hated me, this isn't anything new to me Yeah there's a difference between us I got all of my **** without Dre producin' me (ayy) I know you're not used to me Usually one of your disses should ruin me But ***** I'm from Cleveland Everybody quiet this evenin', I'm readin' the eulogy (shh) Dropped an album called Kamikaze So that means he killed him Already ****** one rapper's girl this week Don't make me call Kim I'm sick of them sweatsuits and them corny hats, let's talk about it I'm sick of you bein' rich and you still mad, let's talk about it Both of us single dads from the Midwest, we can talk about it Or we could get gully, I'll size up your body And put some white chalk around it
[00:09.59]Oh my god, Ronny [00:12.42]Ayy, somebody grab him some clippers (zzzzt) [00:14.63]His ******' beard is weird [00:16.01]Tough talk from a rapper payin' millions for security a year [00:19.30]"I think my dad's gone crazy," yeah, Hailie, you right [00:22.50]Dad's always mad cooped up in the studio, yellin' at the mic [00:25.83]You're sober and bored, huh? (I know) [00:27.29]About to be 46 years old, dog [00:29.12]Talkin' 'bout "I'ma call up Trick Trick" [00:31.00]Man, you sound like a *****, ***** [00:32.22]Man up and handle your **** (ugh) [00:33.76]Mad about somethin' I said in 2012 [00:35.58]Took you six years and a surprise album just to come with a diss [00:38.38]Homie we get it, we know that you're the greatest rapper alive [00:41.57]******' dweeb, all you do is read the dictionary and stay inside [00:44.68]**** Rap God, I'm the Rap Devil [00:46.10]Comin' bare-faced with a black shovel [00:47.67]Like the Armageddon when the smoke settle [00:49.32]His body next to this instrumental, I'm sayin' [00:51.53]I'm sick of them sweatsuits and them corny hats, let's talk about it [00:54.10]I'm sick of you bein' rich and you still mad, let's talk about it [00:57.48]Both of us single dads from the Midwest, we can talk about it [01:00.80]Or we could get gully, I'll size up your body [01:02.57]And put some white chalk around it [01:04.00]Let's talk about the fact you actually blackballed a rapper [01:06.65]That's twice as young as you (let's talk about it) [01:07.99]Let's call Sway [01:08.61]Ask why I can't go on Shade 45 because of you (brrt) [01:10.74]Let's ask Interscope [01:11.53]How you had Paul Rosenberg tryin' to shelf me (huh?) [01:13.83]Still can't cover up the fact [01:14.87]Your last four albums is as bad as your selfie [01:16.90]Now tell me, what do you stand for? (what?) [01:18.26]I know you can't stand yourself (no) [01:19.91]Tryin' to be the old you so bad you Stan yourself (ha) [01:23.35]Let's leave all the beefin' to 50 (please) [01:24.99]Em, you're pushin' 50 [01:26.42]Why you claimin' that I'ma call Puff? [01:28.31]When you the one that called Diddy (facts) [01:29.93]Then you went and called Jimmy (facts) [01:31.45]They conference called me in the morning (what?) [01:33.00]They told me you mad about a tweet [01:34.50]You wanted me to say sorry (what?) [01:36.20]I swear to God I ain't believe him (nah) [01:37.74]Please say it ain't so (no) [01:39.26]The big bad bully of the rap game can't take a ******' joke [01:42.74]Oh you want some ******' smoke (what?) [01:44.18]But not literally, you'll choke [01:45.52]Yeah I'll acknowledge you're the GOAT [01:47.19]But I'm The Gunner, *****, I got you in the scope (brra) [01:49.05]Don't have a heart attack now (no) [01:50.59]Somebody help your mans up (help) [01:52.22]Knees weak of old age, the real Slim Shady can't stand up [01:55.04]I'm sick of them sweatsuits and them corny hats, let's talk about it [01:58.52]I'm sick of you bein' rich and you still mad, let's talk about it [02:01.74]Both of us single dads from the Midwest, we can talk about it [02:04.81]Or we could get gully, I'll size up your body [02:06.58]And put some white chalk around it [02:08.06]Hello Marshall, my name's Colson [02:09.90]You should go back to Recovery [02:11.33]I know your ego is hurtin' [02:12.70]Just knowin' that all of your fans discovered me (hi) [02:14.52]He like, "Damn, he a younger me [02:15.98]Except he dresses better and I'm ugly [02:17.63]Always making fun of me." [02:18.63]Stop all the thuggery, Marshall, you livin' in luxury (damn) [02:20.91]Look what you done to me [02:22.17]Dropped an album just because of me [02:23.19]Damn, you in love with me! [02:24.08]You got money but I'm hungry [02:24.98]I like the diss but you won't say them lyrics out in front of me [02:27.13]Shout out to every rapper that's up under me [02:28.78]Know that I'll never do you like this ******* [02:30.39]Still bitter after everyone loves you [02:32.26]Pull that wedgie out your dungarees (hey) [02:33.84]I gotta respect the OGs and I know most of 'em personally (ayy) [02:37.04]But you're just a bully actin' like a baby [02:38.43]So I gotta read you a nursery (nursery) [02:40.18]I'm the ghost of the future [02:41.48]And you're just Ebenezer Scrooge (facts) [02:43.30]I said on Flex anyone could get it [02:44.85]I ain't know it would be you [02:46.42]I'm sick of them sweatsuits and them corny hats, let's talk about it [02:49.52]I'm sick of you bein' rich and you still mad, let's talk about it [02:52.65]Both of us single dads from the Midwest, we can talk about it [02:56.02]Or we could get gully, I'll size up your body [02:57.76]And put some white chalk around it [02:59.23]Ridin' shotty 'cause I gotta roll this **** [03:03.07]It's a fast road when your idols become your rivals, yeah [03:06.54]Never hesitate to say it to your face, I'm a asshole [03:10.45]*****-ass ************ [03:11.74]Oh my god, Ronny [03:12.24]We know you get nervous, Rabbit [03:13.45]I see Momma's spaghetti all over your sweater [03:15.04]I wish you would lose yourself on the records [03:16.66]That you made a decade ago, they were better [03:18.23]Accordin' to them, you're a national treasure [03:19.81]To me, you're as soft as a feather [03:21.54]The type to be scared to ask Rihanna for her number [03:23.29]Just hold her umbrella-ella-ella [03:24.80]"I'm not afraid," okay Oscar the Grouch, chill on the couch (****) [03:27.84]You got an Oscar, damn [03:29.51]Can anyone else get some food in their mouth? (For real) [03:31.43]They made a movie about you, you're in everybody's top ten [03:34.38]You're not getting better with time [03:35.94]It's fine, Eminem, put down the pen [03:37.59]Or write an apology [03:38.85]Over the simple fact you had to diss to acknowledge me [03:40.90]I am the prodigy [03:41.88]How could I even look up to you? You ain't as tall as me [03:44.23]5'8" and I'm 6'4", seven punches hold your head still [03:47.28]Last time you saw 8 Mile was at home on a treadmill [03:50.53]You were named after a candy [03:51.81]I was named after a gangster (brr) [03:53.66]And don't be a sucker and take my verse [03:55.34]Off of Yelawolf's album, thank you (thank you) [03:57.10]I just wanna feed my daughter [03:58.37]You tryna stop the money to support her [03:59.80]You the one always talkin' 'bout the action [04:01.33]Text me the addy, I'm pullin' up scrappin' [04:02.98]And I'm by my ******' self, what's happenin'? [04:04.62]EST captain, salute me or shoot me [04:06.25]That's what he's gonna have to do to me [04:07.57]When he realizes there ain't **** he could do to me [04:09.59]Everybody always hated me, this isn't anything new to me [04:12.85]Yeah there's a difference between us [04:14.49]I got all of my **** without Dre producin' me (ayy) [04:16.31]I know you're not used to me [04:17.37]Usually one of your disses should ruin me [04:19.25]But ***** I'm from Cleveland [04:20.41]Everybody quiet this evenin', I'm readin' the eulogy (shh) [04:22.62]Dropped an album called Kamikaze [04:24.00]So that means he killed him [04:25.52]Already ****** one rapper's girl this week [04:27.61]Don't make me call Kim [04:28.97]I'm sick of them sweatsuits and them corny hats, let's talk about it [04:32.24]I'm sick of you bein' rich and you still mad, let's talk about it [04:35.22]Both of us single dads from the Midwest, we can talk about it [04:38.66]Or we could get gully, I'll size up your body [04:40.14]And put some white chalk around it
