Відео

It life was a joke I used to get it But now its too pathetic Nothing lands like gravity forgot... to send it I'm in a box of the 4th dimension The 4 horseman mentioned im feeling the force like vader entered the ring i hear a ding and air bending im there but not prepared i got scared n ran to the middle of no where so no one would find me Fair? I used to remind the gods rhat hear that i got a lot riding on my time hear like a cowboy on a horse this is just the wild wild west but I'll try my best til i die i guess while i invest in crypto's cash out til im in debt I bet ill be out of it about to fit pounding it like im a grounded kid

This sounds like a remake to me.

900,000,000.00

This goes hard

От души братишка!

1:16

19946 hehe

Caught his mamma doing prostitution on the John in on the Johnson stool and I’m spitting at you like a tool this kids a tool spit like Reugers just need a microphone on my medulla the persuit of evil my family tree was on money routes dropped a ball of crack in the park yesterday outside the school and told the kids to stay in school man that must’ve been Yusifur not lil allah that could not have been you I haven’t me so long the spirits entertain blood in my veins traveling various avenues to reach my brain it’s mister touch guts I like to use a rusted blade what’s the use of a currupted brain it must be Youssef so make way finna let it rip like a bey blade get hit with a melee

The most annoying beat to whistle 😅

It's the return of the emcee that'll leave a tournament full of turnakets and envy.

Its like eminem came all the way just to make a song like this Literally super prime yet 99% of his new&old fans doesn't know shit about it arghhhh😠😠😠

Hey em ❤️🤘

This beat and the song lyrics can easily compete with rap god and other em hit songs yet its so underrated This sucks

This sounds like modern Wu-Tang

ti racconto una storia che spero che non ritorni nella mia testa torna chiaramente tutti i giorni come un marinaio nella tempesta che spera che la sua barca non affondi e rivive tutti i suoi sogni futuri e passati con gli stormi d'avvoltoi che aspettano corpi accatastati e si cibano dei peccati così mi sento io mentre scrivo i miei reati sopra un testo aspetta che ti racconti i drammi passati nascevo in una città sporca a luglio con il sole che entrava nelle finestre e lentamente ardeva tutto da una famiglia dignitosa unita sangue blu della sposa e il marito mai tenuto in mano un mitra secondogenito di 5 figli tre persi nel grembo sai la vita qua fa a fette come jimmy come ridgway felici con i loro due bimbi non pensavano alla crisi del matrimonio dei finti e allora mi ricordo avevo solo 5 anni li ho visti litigare sbattere porte ammazzarsi con l'odio che scorreva dentro gli occhi dei rimpianti mia sorella nascondeva me dalla stanza dei grandi così ho visto mio padre andare via a 40 anni il compleanno dentro la foschia, follia mio padre crede in dio i pensieri li avrà scansati quanti si sono ammazzati nell'attesa del messia brivido mi scorre alla colonna vertebrale sogno vivido lo scrivo per cercarlo di afferrare nitido nella mia mente il ricordo e fa male e nonostante faccia male so che devo continuare due accuse da parte di mia madre hanno visto mio padre sprofondare nel seggio del tribunale a porte chiuse come quelle del mondo che aveva chiuso battenti e prosciugato di mio padre il portafoglio e io non so parlando a posteriori in qualche modo se avessi potuto impedire ai miei genitori di rovinare la vita dei loro figli più buoni o di immetterli in una sfida in cui mai ne usciranno fuori e ho passato cose infernali so che non è bello le vedo ancora nitide impresse nel mio cervello quindi a voi bastardi infami io manco ci penso io non ho paura benvenuti al mio show deleterio signori voi volete starmi ad ascoltare

Shit on competition constipated, This is it, I got position, opposition nonexistent, I feel obligated not to thank the others nominated, Just my brothers mothers, that's fr, I ain't wanna say it, Now I'm wavin on that tv, Mom I made it! complicated as this life can seem, I seen a dream in day, lit,

Lit asf 🔥

If you dont have a clue what to do with it too much glue to sniff these gifts or tools you'll be sitting on shit stoolinger you stupid bitch usually pity not shown to stupid pits like a youthful Vick i got 7 reasons why you should pick my number cause im the luckiest, never been the suckiest, got fucks to give, for the fuck of it i wont give a fuckinh shit just so you know i wont fucking quit where we at fucking 6 no five dont fucking skip like bayless, you should pick me cause my shoes from... Payless... So you know they the best, say less so what you gonna do with it, be in the booth spitting the true visions or these managers decisions or labels incisions from fakeness to r Kelly's ignition, you need tuition not college but the tool you get it, these tools are usually sitting in the shed if you didnt get them, pick them up and fix them or use them when they shining and fresh or it might be the death or the downfall or you and your regrets, so before you accept this mess be glorious and notorious for the best story teller yet, the more he goes the more blessed, the more he shows devotion and put himself in motion for the steps he might just get what he wants or maybe hes just next, so don't be perplexed it way more simple

Uh I fuck the game up raw like I was paid to fuck. Fuck you and whoever tf plays your stuff. Since 13 all I ever did was flame these chumps. Early age I gave cable up Watchin vcr tapes like a ancient fuck. Put your gates up I’m sick enough to rape a pup Yo pause but every rapper I done ate them up Regurgitated inseminated filleted and stuffed Amazin huh fuck it I just rang your bluff U didn’t pick up I guess it’s heavy weight it’s buff I grew up in a mothafuckin state of dust A fussy baby In the million dollar baby’s club Wasted young Faced a gun at young age plus unpaid impossible wages suck I’m unphased by upgrades in this wave of fluff Fuck sane being in the same lane is dumb I’d rather entertain id rather sustain my luck and engage with rage towards those that’s paid to suck Fuck, Blood stains on my razors rust I hate to say it but the raiders suck In LA to get

Dope pro hiphop shizzle

Intro] "What is a nightmare? The dictionary tells us it is a terrifying dream, a nightmare." [Verse 1] I used to think I had bad luck, but I wasn't superstitious 'Til one day I grew suspicious When I stepped on a crack on Aunt Edna's stoop And got pooped on by a group of stupid pigeons Then we flew the coop to Michigan to start anew, but ditchin' Missouri for Michigan didn't work So we moved back to Missouri from Michigan From Missouri back to Michigan Someone, put me out my misery, I can't do this again Mom, please stick to a decision Discipline, last thing I wanna do is listen She's like Lex Luthor, bitchin’, her rules are Krypton-ite So the walls, I done lost my power to see through them bitches But I run into 'em, runnin' through the kitchen Pretendin' to be blind Superman, 'cause I had no supervision But I did have a super power though, I could turn into Invisible Kid Disappear out of sight like a true magician And one day Uncle Ronnie brought over this new but different Music into the picture, and it became my new religion [Interlude] "I remember it clearly, even today." [Verse 2] Move back to Michigan again, to live with my Grandma Nan Always itchin' for somethin' to do, was flippin' Through the radio stations one day And discovered this DJ who was mixin' I say it to this day, if you ain't listened to The Wizard You ain't have a fuckin' clue what you was missin' I'd zone out with my headphones All I remember doing's wishin' for shoes Fuck them stupid Pumas, bitch! It's all about them new edition Troops You get them LL Cool J coolin' system Made that final manoeuvre to 8 Mile and Hoover And somehow I saw my future is in this That's how I knew my mission Little boom box boomin', spittin' Practicin' numerous writtens When I'd sit in my room, envisionin' my dreams come to fruition I remember Proof would visit Couldn't wait to play him my new shit He'd go cuckoo ballistic, go through the roof for his shit It's like we knew the instant We touched a mic that both of us two existed To do this shit; never quit, too persistent [Interlude] "Carved an underground empire." [Verse 3] Started a group of misfits, Proof had a proposition If we all band together, there ain't no stoppin' this shit Come up with aliases, bipolar opposites and Be ready to come off the top as sharp precision If you got dissed at the Shop, 'cause if they caught you slippin' They'd take your spot if someone got to rippin' You, and you forgot your written Opportunity knocks once, it ain't knockin' again It tried ding-dong ditchin' shit, I fuckin' got that bitch in A headlock, cut off its oxygen, Slim Is not budgin' like cocksuckin' cinder blocks in the wind Now I got a pot to piss in Spot in that top position, koppin' over the opposition Lookin' like a dog that's pissin', leg up on the competition Promisin' complete dominance, Sugar Ray Robinson I'm in a league Muhammad's in Ali's my colleague bombin' 'em Probably end up on top of 'em Stompin' 'em like Ndamukong I'm Russian like a Ukrainian, LaDainian Tomlinson Flow vomits in your face, competitors fall at my waist You spit a rhyme, I spit in a rhyme's face So name the time, place To battle, bitch, I'm still in that mind state Don't make me step on you and make you wine grapes Cry babies, maybe my way that I use words Is loose, but you turds better be careful how you choose yours 'Cause feelings scar but egos bruise worse And the truth hurts - shit, no wonder you're sore losers! Now where's your poo, birds? Ooh, no more trippin' in bird shit Songs of self-empowerment surgin' Words of encouragement, but discouragin' The rappers, the rap game's god But the name's not James Todd, I'm just a wordsmith So let these words lift 'Cause all I got is bars for you dumbbells Since yours ain't workin' out, each verse is More merciless than the first is And you ain't got to wear no shoes and shirt in this bitch To get served, bloodthirst revenge of the nerds, chka [Interlude] "That you'll not escape my vengeance." [Verse 4] But the dumpy kid with them ears like Dumbo's gone Word to Uncle Ron, I'm turnin' into a non-humble Don You blonde dumb hoes, all I got is dick for you to come blow on So start the show, but I need a drum roll 'fore I go on Better back away from the front row, get launched Show you I'm bigger than Dikembe Mutumbo On the fuckin' Jumbotron I'm a juggernaut, you do not wanna rumble, you bomboclaats I'll leave you stretched out like a fuckin' yawn So mow the fuckin' lawn, your asses are blades of grass And I'm fuckin' up this whole landscape of rap The G.O.A.T. just ate eight acres, an eighth of that Was just to make a path And take it straight to your favorite rapper Oh, look, my notebook looks smoke-cooked Like the flow stood a foot over the flame on the stove, soot Charred debris floatin' like Oakwood Was burnin', return of the no good and I won't quit [Interlude] "And the next thing I know Something came crawling up from below Something that made Godzilla look like a blamed..." [Hook] And I don't quit, won't change It's like a Groundhog's Day So crowd around, y'all, 'cause you may See if I popped your head [Bridge] I'm a monster, mutt I'ma turn into a monster I'm a monster, mutt With my dick in your mouth all day! [Outro] "I'm not so sure I want to know from whence it came But the white flesh creature's trail is easily followed There, before that shimmering veil of light, the ivory skin slug thing." SHARE THE LYRICS “GROUNDHOG DAY” TRACK INFO Produced ByFrank Dukes & Cardiak Written ByThomas Brenneck, Leon Michels, Jared Tankel, Homer Steinweiss, Dave Guy, Cardiak, Frank Dukes & Eminem Release DateNovember 5, 2013 EXPAND TRACK INFO MUSIC VIDEO  GENIUS VIDEO  The Most Popular Lyrics Of 2019 MORE ON GENIUS NEXT UP Beautiful Pain EMINEM  The Marshall Mathers LP2 (Deluxe) (2013)EMINEM 1. Bad Guy 2. Parking Lot (Skit) 3. Rhyme or Reason 4. So Much Better 5. Survival 6. Legacy 7. Asshole 8. Berzerk 9. Rap God 10. Brainless 11. Stronger Than I Was 12. The Monster 13. So Far... 14. Love Game 15. Headlights 16. Evil Twin 17. Don't Front 18. Baby 19. Desperation 20. Groundhog Day 21. Beautiful Pain 22. Wicked Ways COMMENTS  DeboRen 1,970 7 years ago #Flow vomits in your face, competitors fall at my waste, you spit a rhyme, I SPIT IN A RHYMES FACE!# love that line.. +179 UPVOTES  MxZeal 350 7 years ago This Is my favorite song on his new album, the flow in this is just.. insane.. +106 UPVOTES  praveenshkgp 362 7 years ago Not even single song of the album is average. All of them are awesome. +90 UPVOTES  WazeerLazeer 473 7 years ago WTF up until half the third verse he is fuckin rhyming the same word sounds WTF how is this even possible +80 UPVOTES  McHamma 67 7 years ago This song is pure gold… Probably one of Eminem’s best songs. Lyric for lyric, flow after flow, he murders it. There are many perspectives I have on this song, but I believe that he is showing how he came up in the rap game, I think he is comparing it to how people come up now, in the present. He would practice constantly to try and make the best lyrics possible and if they weren’t better than other rappers lyrics he was out, “If you got dissed at the shop, cause if they caught you slippin, they take your spot, and if someone got to rippin you and you forgot your written…” Nowadays people put a song on youtube with a hot beat, everyone loves it, there is no competition, everyone now raps about meaningless shit. There is also no chorus in this song, just interludes. Em spits fire the whole song and never stops. SYLLABUS FOR DAYZ. Talking about D12 and shit… thats whats up And you ain’t gotta wear no shoes and shirt in this bitch to get served… The GOAT just ate eight acres an 1/8 of that was to make a path straight to YOUR favorite rapper. Cant beat Em Sorry for the rant.. I love Em… True stan. Every single one of his songs memorized ;)

Uploaded 7 years ago, and only this amount of sub xd

amazing job on the beat, but i noticed a small cut at the start which messes up some timing stuff. can you please fix this?

THANK YO EMINEM... your the centre of my CORE your my master and I am the student... please.. keep showing me the WAY FORWARD though your MUSIC

What lying title dude this not the official instrumental but a loop! the variations is missing but thanks now i know that i can post a better version of this beat!

Best beat from da mmlp2

This Shit is sick

Great.

What's interesting is that this is the official version originally produced by Frank Dukes & Cardiak, but Em probably tweaked it and added those little skits, pauses and bass drops in the middle later. Genius editing.

que buen tema la concha de su madre, el mejor tema del disco, me imagino un re videoclip para el video caminando por detroit recordando niñez a lo Cleaning Out My Closet y ni siquiera lo saco en la version final, lo metio al deluxe. Esas decisiones!

I used to be down on my luck Drove over an overpass in a truck Till it struck A fucking Duck. Aflac. Ho.

nice music bro!

Fucking love this beat

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Hardest beat ever been heard

soundcloud.com/redempless/rdmpless-freestyleremix Snapping

Bro, this beat is fucking fire!!!

I used to think I had bad luck, but I wasn't superstitious Till one day I grew suspicious, When I stepped on a crack on Aunt Edna's stoop And got pooped on by a group of stupid pigeons Then we flew the coop to Michigan to start a new be-ditching Missouri from Michigan didn't work So we moved back to Missouri from Michigan From Missouri back to Michigan Someone put me out my misery, I can't do this again Mom please stick to a decision Discipline, last thing I wanna' do is listen She's like Lex Luthor, b****, her rules are krypton-ite To the walls and I've lost my power to see through them b****es But I run into them, running through the kitchen Pretending to be blind, Superman 'Cause I had no supervision But I did have a super power though I could turn into invisible kid Disappear out of sight, like a true magician And one day uncle Ronnie brought over this new, but different Music into the picture and it become my new religion "I remember it clearly, even today" Move back to Michigan again, to live with my Grandma Ned Always itchin' for something to do, was flipping Through the radio stations one day and discovered this DJ who was mixing I say it to this day, if you ain't listened to the the wizard You ain't have a f***ing clue what you was missing I'd zone out with my headphones, all I remember doing's wishing For shoes, f*** them stupid Pumas b****, it's all about them new edition shoes You get them LL Cool J coolin' systems Think I finally maneuvered to 8 Mile and Hoover And somehow I saw my future is in this that's how I know my mission Little boom box boomin', spitting Practicing numerous rhythms When I sit in my room envisioning my dreams come true for wishin' I remember Proof would visit Couldn't wait to play him my new s***, he'd go complete ballistic Go through the roof for his s*** It's like we knew the instant We touched a mic that both of us two existed to do this s*** Never quit, too persistent Started a group of misfits Proof had a proposition If we all brand together, there ain't no stopping this s*** Come up with aliases, bipolar opposites and Be ready to come off the top as sharp position If you got dissed at the shop 'cause if they caught you slippin' They'd take your spot if someone got to rippin' you And you forgot your written Opportunity knocked us once, it ain't knocking again It tried ding dong ditching s*** I f***ing got that b**** in a headlock Cut off his oxygen slim Snot forgin' like c***suckers and rocks in the wind Now I got my pot to piss in Spottin' the top of this chain Cuppin' over the opposition Lookin' like a dog that's pissin' Wake up on the competition Promise incomplete Diamond and Sugar Ray Robinson I'm in a league Muhammad's in Ali's my colleague bombin' them probably Probably end up on top of them Stomping them like Adomakin I'm rushing like your cranium LaDainian Tomlinson Flow vomits in your face Competitors fall at my waist You spit a rhyme, I spit in a rhyme's face So name the time, place To battle b**** I'm still in that mind state Don't make me step on you and make you wine grapes Cry babies, maybe my way that I use words is loose But you turds better be careful how you choose yours 'Cause feelings scar but egos bruise worse And the truth hurts, s*** no wonder you're sore losers Now wish you pink birds, ooh no more drippin' in bird s***, This songs a self empowerment surgeon Words of encouragement but discourage any rappers the rap games God But the name's not James Todd, I'm just a wordsmith So let these words lift 'Cause all I got is bars for you dumbbells And doors ain't working out Each verse is more merciless than the first As you ain't got to wear no shoes and shirt in this beast to get served Blood thirst, revenge of the nerds And I'm the kid with them ears like Dumbo's gone With the uncle Ron I'm turning into an non-humble Don You blind dumbos, all I got is dick for you to crumble on So stop the show, but I need a drum roll for I go on Better back away from the front row, get lunch, I'm Bigger than Dikembe Mutombo on the f***ing jumbo tron I'm a juggernaut, you do not wanna crumble, you bambacluts I'll leave you stretched out, like a f***ing yarn So mow the f***ing lawn, your a**es are blades of grass And I'm f***ing up this whole landscape of rap The goat just ate eight acres, and ate the vet Who just make a path and take you straight to your favorite rapper Oh look, my notebook with smoke cook Like the flow stood a foot over the flame on the stove, soot It's hard to breath floating like oak wood was burning Return of the no good and I wont (quit) And a gauntlet, with a chain henge, its like a groundhogs day So crowd around y'all, 'cause you may, see about y'all hey

LYRICS SIMILAR SONGS 1 of 3 2 of 3 What is a nightmare? The dictionary tells us it is a terrifying dream A nightmare (A nightmare, a nightmare, a nightmare) I used to think I had bad luck, but I wasn't superstitious Till one day I grew suspicious, When I stepped on a crack on Aunt Edna's stoop And got pooped on by a group of stupid pigeons Then we flew the coop to Michigan to start a new be-ditching Missouri from Michigan didn't work So we moved back to Missouri from Michigan From Missouri back to Michigan Someone put me out my misery, I can't do this again Mom please stick to a decision Discipline, last thing I wanna' do is listen She's like Lex Luthor, b****, her rules are krypton-ite To the walls and I've lost my power to see through them b****es But I run into them, running through the kitchen Pretending to be blind, Superman 'Cause I had no supervision But I did have a super power though I could turn into invisible kid Disappear out of sight, like a true magician And one day uncle Ronnie brought over this new, but different Music into the picture and it become my new religion "I remember it clearly, even today" Move back to Michigan again, to live with my Grandma Ned Always itchin' for something to do, was flipping Through the radio stations one day and discovered this DJ who was mixing I say it to this day, if you ain't listened to the the wizard You ain't have a f***ing clue what you was missing I'd zone out with my headphones, all I remember doing's wishing For shoes, f*** them stupid Pumas b****, it's all about them new edition shoes You get them LL Cool J coolin' systems Think I finally maneuvered to 8 Mile and Hoover And somehow I saw my future is in this that's how I know my mission Little boom box boomin', spitting Practicing numerous rhythms When I sit in my room envisioning my dreams come true for wishin' I remember Proof would visit Couldn't wait to play him my new s***, he'd go complete ballistic Go through the roof for his s*** It's like we knew the instant We touched a mic that both of us two existed to do this s*** Never quit, too persistent Started a group of misfits Proof had a proposition If we all brand together, there ain't no stopping this s*** Come up with aliases, bipolar opposites and Be ready to come off the top as sharp position If you got dissed at the shop 'cause if they caught you slippin' They'd take your spot if someone got to rippin' you And you forgot your written Opportunity knocked us once, it ain't knocking again It tried ding dong ditching s*** I f***ing got that b**** in a headlock Cut off his oxygen slim Snot forgin' like c***suckers and rocks in the wind Now I got my pot to piss in Spottin' the top of this chain Cuppin' over the opposition Lookin' like a dog that's pissin' Wake up on the competition Promise incomplete Diamond and Sugar Ray Robinson I'm in a league Muhammad's in Ali's my colleague bombin' them probably Probably end up on top of them Stomping them like Adomakin I'm rushing like your cranium LaDainian Tomlinson Flow vomits in your face Competitors fall at my waist You spit a rhyme, I spit in a rhyme's face So name the time, place To battle b**** I'm still in that mind state Don't make me step on you and make you wine grapes Cry babies, maybe my way that I use words is loose But you turds better be careful how you choose yours 'Cause feelings scar but egos bruise worse And the truth hurts, s*** no wonder you're sore losers Now wish you pink birds, ooh no more drippin' in bird s***, This songs a self empowerment surgeon Words of encouragement but discourage any rappers the rap games God But the name's not James Todd, I'm just a wordsmith So let these words lift 'Cause all I got is bars for you dumbbells And doors ain't working out Each verse is more merciless than the first As you ain't got to wear no shoes and shirt in this beast to get served Blood thirst, revenge of the nerds And I'm the kid with them ears like Dumbo's gone With the uncle Ron I'm turning into an non-humble Don You blind dumbos, all I got is dick for you to crumble on So stop the show, but I need a drum roll for I go on Better back away from the front row, get lunch, I'm Bigger than Dikembe Mutombo on the f***ing jumbo tron I'm a juggernaut, you do not wanna crumble, you bambacluts I'll leave you stretched out, like a f***ing yarn So mow the f***ing lawn, your a**es are blades of grass And I'm f***ing up this whole landscape of rap

Shout out to taylor, mi eastside!

which instrument is this. Is it an acoustic guitar?

Somebody please close the car door!

I really love the instru!

I live my life the way I choose/ I grew up dirty and ghetto / Pockets low budget but fuck its my memo/ listen close you could tap in my mental / I'll be a ghost at the end of life living settled/ right now I'm causing trouble and I rebel/ against all I face struggle with balls .

DOPE AZ CARDIAC FIRE

Always reminds me of some kinda Egypt thing. Idk don't ask 😅

dope as hell, best of this instrumental ive heard

My name is evil known as killer global the nobel, prized serial killer with cats eyes my 9 lives used on being the getaway drive, or i mean, the getaway for, the robber the criminal not me I slobber this rap on the wackest showstopper, and then run up and kill with a handful of depressant pills, I keep it real my fetishes reveal and you become my happy meal, im never happy like an emo kid, slow as sid, and pop like NWAs kid, made to barter and bid, on everthing I ever did, which means nothing what I said, keep your money thats it? Shit, you need another for your mother and a little brother like Eric Harris and Dylan to run and, shoot up a school because of bullies and lookin cool, I hate to see you die like a fool, so have your last words and drown in the puddle of drool your salivary glands created boom woah, some knowledge you need it like I need jail time fuck it im outta rhymes