Eminem "313" lyrics

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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]

313*

(Refren: Eye-Kyu + Eminem)Što znaš o strašnom reperu s broja 313?Ništa od ovoga što vidiš nije besplatnoZato, ako želiš biti strašni reper, moraš postati jaAko ikad želiš postati jedan od njih, gledaj:

(Prva kitica - Eye-Kyu)Neki ljudi kažu da sam loš, ako je to istinaOnda sam najbolji loši reper kojeg ste čuli u životuMoja a capella* je tako dobra da pristaje uz glazbuMoji tekstovi su iduća najdublja stvar poslije uličnih rupaZaboravi ulizice koje trče za parama, moja srž je tvrdaZa mikrofonom sam kao lezba jer me nitko ne može prcatiImam više različitih poteza* od Phillipa Drummonda*Za mikrofonom ti prčim žensku kako bih imao više teksta*Smišljeno sam se uspeo do novih visinaLjudi me mrze jer vide da sam uspioSamo oni na vrhu mogu me testiratiKradem srca drugim reperima i proždirem ih*Pa smatram da je to razlog zašto me mrzeZbog predstavljanja svog temperamentaDa je rap kurac, svi vi takozvani opaki reperi bili biste napaljeni*Pušete se i ponašate kao da možete zapaliti publikuViše nego LL*-ova pjesma "Rock the Bells", ali ste pičkePored mene padate potpuno u drugi planMogu stvoriti rimu prije nego samozadovoljavajuća nimfomanka može svršitiI da, imam nešto zbog čega me možeš mrzitiRaspaljujem mržnju i svih vas natjeram da bježiteA što se tiče moje vještine rimovanja uz ritamProširio sam je kao što dim marihuane širi nosniceRješavanje ženskih - to sam doveo do savršenstvaOstavljam ih vruće i napaljene, gore kao strujni uređajiNedostatci - ne, toga nemamŽeliš se uzdići do visina?E pa ja ću ti nabiti dinamit u šupakI dignuti te u zrakI svima pokazati pravi hip-hopStvaram ritam, a ti ne pjevaš i ne možeš ništaI svima vam je jasno, imate i primjer drugihDa ne možete ostati svoji ni da ste jaki kao Lou Ferrigno*Zato pustite to sranje i opustite seJer vam trebaju prave vještine, a pravite se pametni

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(Druga kitica - Eminem)Znači, znaš strašnog repera s broja 313?Znaš kurac, pa kad ga vidiš, bježiMožeš biti diler, ali nikad nećeš biti reperZaustavit ću abecedu na S, ali ću ipak odrepati do TSigurno se slažeš da strašni reper rasturaZapalit ću krov kao Rock Master Scott*Zaboravljaš, pa u slučaju da me se ne sjećašMoje rime će ti projuriti mozgom i podsjetiti teIli oni ili ja, ubij ili budi ubijenBit ćeš gotov i još ću ti naplatitiMoje sposobnosti zapremaju veliki kapacitetPoslat ću repera kući s posranim gaćamaAko se bude ponašao kao pička i drhtaoBolje mu je da dođe tvrđi nego lik koji drkaVi mimozice nemate pojma što je prava stvarNi dinamit vas ne bi mogao uzdići visokoSlužim se žargonom kao da recitiram abeceduPreskačem gluposti i rasturam s lakoćomSkidam repere s trona i onda se opustimMoji stihovi ti gode kao saksofonski soloSve se zna, tekstopisci su pod prijetnjomMoj ritam je jači nego udarac kamenomPozdravljaju me obožavatelji drugih pjevačaTi ih ne bi mogao natjerati da podignu rukeNi pod oružanom prijetnjomAli pokaži svoje najbolje, daj da vidimo što imašAli ne pravi se i nikad ne pokušavaj biti ono što nisiJer možeš biti brz, prijeći brda i doline, ubiti zmajaI izjebati princezu, ali i dalje nećeš biti opak

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