Yeah, he's so good with his wordplay 😆 Rhymes "Mom" & "Time" (The Kids) and "Rascal" & "Asshole" (Fack). Always good to listen through an Eminem song and work out a bar you didn't catch the first time. I'll admit the genes/jeans in RapGod flew over my head the first time, then it made sense. So good!
Here’s the entire real god lyrics for no apparent reason:Look, I was gonna go easy on you not to hurt your feelings But I'm only going to get this one chance (six minutes-, six minutes-) 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 are just what the doc ordered I'm beginnin' 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 Rap-bot But for me to rap like a computer, it 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 livin' and a killin' off it Ever since Bill Clinton was still in office With Monica Lewinsky feelin' on his nutsack I'm an MC still as honest But as rude and as indecent as all hell Syllables, skill-a-holic (kill 'em all with) This flippity dippity-hippity hip-hop You don't really wanna get into a pissin' match With this rappity brat, packin' a MAC in the back of the Ac' Backpack rap crap, yap-yap, yackety-yack And at the exact same time, I attempt these lyrical acrobat stunts while I'm practicin' 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 havin' a rough time period, here's a maxi pad It's actually disastrously bad for the wack While I'm masterfully constructing this masterpièce 'Cause I'm beginnin' 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 maintainin' this shit ain't that hard, that hard Everybody want the key and the secret to rap immortality like Ι 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 (pew!) MCs 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-D.M.C., induct them Into the motherfuckin' Rock and Roll Hall of Fame Even though I'll walk in the church and burst in a ball of flames Only Hall of Fame I'll 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 a plank and, tell me what in the fuck are you thinkin'? Little gay-lookin' boy So gay, I can barely say it with a straight face, lookin' boy (ha-ha!) You're witnessin' a mass-occur Like you're watching a church gathering take place, lookin' boy "Oy vey, that boy's gay!" That's all they say, lookin' boy You get a thumbs up, pat on the back And a "Way to go" from your label every day, lookin' boy Hey, lookin' boy! What you say, lookin' boy? I get a "Hell, yeah" from Dre, lookin' boy I'ma work for everything I have, never asked nobody for shit Get outta my face, lookin' boy! Basically, boy, you're never gonna be capable Of keepin' up with the same pace, lookin' boy, 'cause- I'm beginnin' to feel like a Rap God, Rap God All my people from the front to the back nod, back nod The way I'm racin' 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'll be Thor and I'll be Odin You rodent, I'm omnipotent Let off, then I'm reloadin' Immediately with these bombs I'm totin' And I should not be woken I'm the walkin' dead, but I'm just a talkin' head, a zombie floatin' But I got your mom deep-throatin' I'm out my Ramen Noodle We have nothin' 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 try to help get some people through tough times But I gotta keep a few punchlines Just in case 'cause even you unsigned Rappers are hungry lookin' 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 tryin' To censor you like that one line I said on "I'm Back" from The Mathers LP 1 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 .9 See if I get away with it now that I ain't as big as I was, but I'm Morphin' into an immortal, comin' 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 fuckin' 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 Mayweather's pad Singin' to a man while he 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'ma kill you!" Lyrics comin' at you at supersonic speed (J.J. Fad) Uh, summa-lumma, dooma-lumma, you assumin' 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 ricochetin' off of me, and it'll glue to you and I'm devastating, more than ever demonstrating How to give a motherfuckin' audience a feeling like it's levitating Never fading, and I know the haters are forever waiting For the day that they can say I fell off, they'll 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 rippin' any one of these verses that versus 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 could sacrifice virgins too? Ugh, school flunky, pill junkie But look at the accolades these 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'ma sleep in the front seat Bumpin' Heavy D and the Boyz, 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're askin' 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 handin' 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 him 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?
To everyone asking, the diss track is called Dear Marshall. It's basically a UA-cam appology video with a beat in the background with the same chords interrupting
So sorry for your loss of your mom, I know that y’all were on bad terms (and I can relate). My mom passed away this year too and we were on bad terms as well. Life goes on with Hailie and grandson .
I always heard that as "for me to rap like a computer it must be in my jeans" like the laptop is in his jeans. In the rap god music video he has a laptop in the back pocket of his jeans when he says this.
The fact that she sued her child is telling. Idc, you do not publicly embarrass or try to take from your children. You don't owe them anything after they are adults, real parents do because they love their kids. You don't owe ur parents anything, they brought you here!!!. Idc what he did U DONT TRY TO TAKE OR SUE UR CHILDREN. In this context. (There are situations where it would be called for. I mean in this situation. )
No, he meant genes. That's Eminem he's all about the double meaning "for me to rap like a computer must be in my genes, I gotta laptop in my back pocket" he meant both genes and jeans
“But for me to rap like a computer must be in my genes, I got a laptop in my back pocket”
-Eminem
𝐉𝐞𝐚𝐧𝐬
No its genes@@mikebrown7208
My pen'll go off when i half cock it made a livin and a killin off it
IT IS JEANETICS
"Made a livin and a killin of it ever since bill Clinton was still in office with Monica Lewinsky falling on his nut sack" eminem
he meant *jeans* as in a computer in his pocket
Yeah, he's so good with his wordplay 😆 Rhymes "Mom" & "Time" (The Kids) and "Rascal" & "Asshole" (Fack). Always good to listen through an Eminem song and work out a bar you didn't catch the first time. I'll admit the genes/jeans in RapGod flew over my head the first time, then it made sense. So good!
Because he got a laptop in his back pocket
Have you never heard of a double entendre
@@YoyIeBomb his pen goes off when he half-cocks it
You must be new to hip hop
The next line is literally “I got a laptop in my back pocket.”
my pen’ll go off when i half-cock it
Girls: "our pockers are so small!"
Eminem: "I got a computer in my jeans"
i got a laptop in my back pocket*
Here’s the entire real god lyrics for no apparent reason:Look, I was gonna go easy on you not to hurt your feelings
But I'm only going to get this one chance (six minutes-, six minutes-)
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 are just what the doc ordered
I'm beginnin' 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 Rap-bot
But for me to rap like a computer, it 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 livin' and a killin' off it
Ever since Bill Clinton was still in office
With Monica Lewinsky feelin' on his nutsack
I'm an MC still as honest
But as rude and as indecent as all hell
Syllables, skill-a-holic (kill 'em all with)
This flippity dippity-hippity hip-hop
You don't really wanna get into a pissin' match
With this rappity brat, packin' a MAC in the back of the Ac'
Backpack rap crap, yap-yap, yackety-yack
And at the exact same time, I attempt these lyrical acrobat stunts while I'm practicin' 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 havin' a rough time period, here's a maxi pad
It's actually disastrously bad for the wack
While I'm masterfully constructing this masterpièce
'Cause I'm beginnin' 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 maintainin' this shit ain't that hard, that hard
Everybody want the key and the secret to rap immortality like Ι 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 (pew!)
MCs 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-D.M.C., induct them
Into the motherfuckin' Rock and Roll Hall of Fame
Even though I'll walk in the church and burst in a ball of flames
Only Hall of Fame I'll 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 a plank and, tell me what in the fuck are you thinkin'?
Little gay-lookin' boy
So gay, I can barely say it with a straight face, lookin' boy (ha-ha!)
You're witnessin' a mass-occur
Like you're watching a church gathering take place, lookin' boy
"Oy vey, that boy's gay!" That's all they say, lookin' boy
You get a thumbs up, pat on the back
And a "Way to go" from your label every day, lookin' boy
Hey, lookin' boy! What you say, lookin' boy?
I get a "Hell, yeah" from Dre, lookin' boy
I'ma work for everything I have, never asked nobody for shit
Get outta my face, lookin' boy!
Basically, boy, you're never gonna be capable
Of keepin' up with the same pace, lookin' boy, 'cause-
I'm beginnin' to feel like a Rap God, Rap God
All my people from the front to the back nod, back nod
The way I'm racin' 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'll be Thor and I'll be Odin
You rodent, I'm omnipotent
Let off, then I'm reloadin'
Immediately with these bombs I'm totin'
And I should not be woken
I'm the walkin' dead, but I'm just a talkin' head, a zombie floatin'
But I got your mom deep-throatin'
I'm out my Ramen Noodle
We have nothin' 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 try to help get some people through tough times
But I gotta keep a few punchlines
Just in case 'cause even you unsigned
Rappers are hungry lookin' 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 tryin'
To censor you like that one line
I said on "I'm Back" from The Mathers LP 1 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 .9
See if I get away with it now that I ain't as big as I was, but I'm
Morphin' into an immortal, comin' 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 fuckin' 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 Mayweather's pad
Singin' to a man while he 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'ma kill you!"
Lyrics comin' at you at supersonic speed (J.J. Fad)
Uh, summa-lumma, dooma-lumma, you assumin' 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 ricochetin' off of me, and it'll glue to you and
I'm devastating, more than ever demonstrating
How to give a motherfuckin' audience a feeling like it's levitating
Never fading, and I know the haters are forever waiting
For the day that they can say I fell off, they'll 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 rippin' any one of these verses that versus 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 could sacrifice virgins too?
Ugh, school flunky, pill junkie
But look at the accolades these 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'ma sleep in the front seat
Bumpin' Heavy D and the Boyz, 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're askin' 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 handin' 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 him 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?
@@Servant_Of_Duo my pen’ll go off when I half-cock it
A cell phone is a computer
@@SlimothyJimothy621 yeah, it comes from compute and the suffix -er. Even back in the day, NASA called the people who collected data "computers"
To everyone asking, the diss track is called Dear Marshall. It's basically a UA-cam appology video with a beat in the background with the same chords interrupting
Dear Marshall
I'm sorry I am your mother, let me honest
It takes a mother to birth a man, but I am not responsive
You poor soul @@CoolScratcher
@@CoolScratcher I look at me and wish your grandpa would've wore a condom
@@CoolScratcherW kendrick reference
Eminem made an apology song to his mom, called headlights, they are on good terms now.
I GOT A LAPTOP IN MY BACK POCKET🗣️🗣️🚨🔥
noooooooooooo you stole my comment
MADE A FAT KNOT FROM THAT RAP PROFIT 🗣️🔥
Girls: our pockets are so small
Eminim: I got laptop in my back pocket
Eminem made an apology song to his mom, called headlights, they are on good terms now.
Damn
he really got a laptop in his back pocket
So sorry for your loss of your mom, I know that y’all were on bad terms (and I can relate).
My mom passed away this year too and we were on bad terms as well. Life goes on with Hailie and grandson .
Will we miss her tho?
@@tomasgetze4330 the last 2 words I said to my mother was f*** you!
She said she never did drugs look at her face she has 😂
She prolly just look hideous just like the girl in your pfp
she unironically looks like the skull emoji💀
@@Feddyfazbor not just on ironically but like unabashedly as well
What I said she can lie about it all she wants the truth is literally all over her face
That and plastic surgery fr she boutta be Micheal jackson
Love Eminem ❤❤❤❤❤ don't care what ever his mother says
There is another later one he did and it was softer. Now she is dying, he isn't ignoring that. He loves his Mother.
It's sad that most kids that grow up and hit fortune and fame , they bring their parents and family up . I guess forgiveness is needed??? ❤
RIP Eminem’s mom
Are we going to miss her tho?
@@tomasgetze4330no not really
@@RealEminemfan2671 I’m sure he still cared for her, she was his mom after all
@@Lev_Roblox true
i spent 3 minutes n 25 seconds waiting for the song to start 😭🙏
Yep. Never heard it, heard *about* it tho.
Its not even a song! Its just her yappin with a beat in the backround
Bro this video goes harder than most diss tracks💀💀💀💀
Why would you think he meant in his genetics?
He's got a laptop in his back pocket
He meant jeans as in a laptop in his backpocket
He's making a joke
I know it went Right over my head
"For me to rap like a computer must be in my genes, i got a laptop in my back pocket"
I always heard that as "for me to rap like a computer it must be in my jeans" like the laptop is in his jeans. In the rap god music video he has a laptop in the back pocket of his jeans when he says this.
The fact that she sued her child is telling. Idc, you do not publicly embarrass or try to take from your children. You don't owe them anything after they are adults, real parents do because they love their kids. You don't owe ur parents anything, they brought you here!!!. Idc what he did U DONT TRY TO TAKE OR SUE UR CHILDREN. In this context.
(There are situations where it would be called for. I mean in this situation. )
Eminem made an apology song to his mom, called headlights, they are on good terms now.
Also Eminem said that he was in the wrong.
“I GOT A LAPTOP IN MY BACK POCKET”🗣️🗣️🔥🔥
“MY PEN’LL GO OFF WHEN I HALF-COCK IT” 🗣️🗣️🔥🔥
Rip
R.I.P. Debbie Mathers.🕊️
❤
Love M&M
His mother is very disrespectful
If he brought her stuffed she would take it
Give your son love and respect❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤
💀 damn
bro is devious for not showing the song 😭😭😭
"he isn't talking about his genetics" is APOCALYPTIC
Top ten rappers Eminem was not afraid to diss
I tried to listen to it and almost ended it but went back to em
i listened to it and for the whole 3 minutes 25 seconds of the song it sounded like the entire song was an intro
Proof got em his rap skills not his mom
When I listened to that song, I was waiting for it to start, then it just ended
Eminem made an apology song to his mom, called headlights, they are on good terms now.
I GOT A LOPTOP IN MY BACK POCKET!!
No wonder he said he got a laptop in his back pocket
After that line he says: "I got a laptop in my back pocket"
That was painful to listen through. Was waiting for the song to start but she kept talking.
"I got a laptop in my backpocket"
Em-rap god-2016
He said
For me to rap like a computer be in jeans
I got a laptop in my back pockey
I got a laptop in my back pocket 💀
No, he meant genes. That's Eminem he's all about the double meaning "for me to rap like a computer must be in my genes, I gotta laptop in my back pocket" he meant both genes and jeans
It is his genes as in she sounds like a ai
Eminem once said “I stack chips but all you got is a half-Eaten Cheeto”
Thats why he said “I got a lap top in my back pocket”
Bro's talking was just a description
"I got a laptop in my back pocket" 💀
“I got a laptop in my back pocket”
No way it could hurt more than Em’s stuff
When I first heard about this years ago at first I thought she was actually gunna rap then I was like, “what the fuck is this?” 😂
We’re still talking about this
3 decades ago
i thought he meant the laptop in his back pocket
I keep a rocket in my pocket socket calle the pocket rocket. oppa stoppa
We already knew that. He had a laptop in his back pocket
he’s talking about the laptop in his back pocket
RIP
"I got a laptop in my back pocket"
I GOT A LAPTOP IN MY BACK POCKET 🔥 🔥 🗣️ 💯
I always thought that he was talking about jeans 👖
Sick
For those who dont know the computer is like google or siri singing
Over a decade ago? That was like 20 years ago champ.
That’s over a decade ago
LETS SET THE RECORD STRAIGHT OF WHATS BEEN GOING ON 🗣️🔥🔥🔥🗣️🗣️🗣️🔥🔥🔥
Eminem made an apology song to his mom, called headlights, they are on good terms now.
Bro roasted her like a kfc worker
Dude, she can hate on him all she wants but this make is lyrical geineus
Well the next lyric is "I GOT A LAPTOP IN MY BACK POCKET"
Can't believe nobody understands the line. "But for me to rap like a computer, it must be in my genes (jeans), I got a laptop in my back pocket"
Rapping must have came from the father's side
I gotta laptop in my back pocket
Debbie Mathers aka Eminem's mom?
Im not about to play with her not a diss track🤭🤣😭💀
a decade? you mean 2 decades ago
EMINEM UR THE BEST. RAPPER EVER!!
I got a laptop in my back pocket
I got a laptop in my back pocket 😆
bro cooked em's mom to death and thought we wouldn't notice 😭🙏
Eminem made an apology song to his mom, called headlights, they are on good terms now.
Talks about Eminem’s moms diss but never plays it.
Me: now I’ll never hear
It’s called Dear Marshall
Eminem made an apology song to his mom, called headlights, they are on good terms now.
Why are there like 16 different british youtubers that all sound the same?
I got a laptop in my backpocket
He has a laptop in his back pocket.
Maybe Marshall Mathers Jr's genes
What's the song called
She was surprisingly better than a lotta folks lmao.
Eminem made an apology song to his mom, called headlights, they are on good terms now.
His mom didn’t even rhyme 😂😂😂😂😂😂😂😂😂
My mother didn't make a track she is called Lesley Denise fox as in Debbie Nelson Mathers that woman isn't Lesley Denise fox
Why go up against the best rapper ever,she gave birth to a legend, so don,t try and compete with his songs they are brilliant ❤😂❤😂❤😂😂😂
I have dysphoria Eminem
Why Eminem’s mom look like Wendy from breaking bad
All Debbie's song is made from is her yapping while sounding higher then snoop dogg over a beat
So you’re just not gonna play us the song
Nah imagine ur mom writing a diss track about you. Honestly I would just step out the rap game homie 😭😭
A decade ago? It was 24years ago 😂
Over a decade ago he said
btw phones count as computers guys, he could mean that
She is gorgeous !
Shes a drug addict💀 and shes far from it
@@PERFECT-CELL-445Eminem made an apology song to his mom, called headlights, they are on good terms now.
She's probably mad cause she wasn't a good mother to them and he gives her nothing now that he's rich😂😂
Real
**jeans 👖 cos he’s got laptop in back pocket
Whats it called?