Eminem "313" Songtext

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313

[Hook - Eye-Kyu + Eminem]Now what you know about a sweet MC, from the 313None of these skills you bout to see come freeSo you wanna be a sweet MC, you gotta become meIf you ever wanna be one see

[Verse 1 - Eye-Kyu]Yo some people say I'm whack, now if that's rightI'm the freshest whack MC that you ever heard, in your lifetimeMy slick a cappella sounds clever with the beatsBoy I'm the deepest thing since potholes to ever hit the streetsForget a gold digger's succubus , my souls thick with ruggednessWith the mic I'm like a dyke, can't no nigga fuck with thisI got more Different Strokes than Philip DrummoundOn open mic I bone your women just to keep my lyrics coming (bitch)We elevated to new heights premeditatedLet it be that I stated they hate it now that they see that I made itThe escalated can be put to the test of greatnessSnatch the heart from MC's and I ate itSo I take it that's the reason I'm hatedTo represent's my temperamentIf rap was a dick all you so called hard MC's would not be impotentBut pimping it, and acting like you could rock a show (so)Harder than LL's Rock the Bells, but you is a ho (now)Everything that you collaborate I lacerateMy rhymes they keep coming like nymphomaniacs that masturbateAt a faster rate, yeah I got something for your ass to hateI blast your hate (?), and have you all running master gatesAnd as for face clutching and touching the flowsI got them open like marijuana smoke up in your noseBucking these hoes, I got that shit down to a scienceLeaving them hot and bothered, turned on like an applianceDefiance, no we won't have thatYou want your shit to blow up?Well I'mma stuff some dynamite in your ass crackAnd blast that shit to kingdom comeThen bring them some of this real hip-hopI drop beats and you ain't singing or gonna do a thing aboutAnd you all knew from MeekoThat you couldn't hold your own with the strength of Lou FerrignoSo stop that bullshit and flowYo, you need to come with the real skills, and act like you know

[Hook]

[Verse 2 - Eminem]So what, you know about a sweet MC, in the 313You don't know shit so when you see one fleeYou can be Run-D, you'll never be the MCI'll stop the alphabet at S and got it down to a TI'm sure your bound to agree, a sweet MC crashes the spotI'll make the roof hot like I was Rock Master ScottYour ass forgot, so just in case you don't remember meI'll run your brain around the block to jog your fucking memoryIt's either them or me man, kill or be killedYou will'll be sealed your casket closed you still'll be billedMy facilities filled with fans, packed to capacityI'll send a rapper back with the crack of his ass shittyIf he's acting soft and he cowersHe better come cleaner then Jeru jacking off when he showersYou flowers got no clout with a thingYou could date a stick of dynamite and wouldn't go out with a bangI showered the slang, simple as A,B,C'sSkip over the D's and rock the microphone with E'sDethrone MC's and I'mma max aloneRelax your dome like a solo from a saxophoneSo facts are known, writers get treated with shocksI rock a beat harder then you could beat it with rocksI'm greeted with flocks, of fellow follower's singersYou couldn't make the fans throw up their handsIf they swallowed their fingersBut you can bring yours let's see what you gotBut don't front and never try to be what you're notCause you can be quick, jump the candlestick, burn your backAnd fuck Jill on a hill, but you still ain't Jack

[Hook]

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