Groundhog Day
[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 crackOn Aunt Edna's stoop and got pooped on by a group of stupid pigeonsThen we flew the coop to Michigan to start anew, but ditchingMissouri for Michigan didn't work, so we movedBack to Missouri from Michigan, from Missouri back to MichiganSomeone put me out my misery, I can't do this againMom, please stick to a decision, discipline, last thing I wanna do is listenShe's like Lex Luthor, bitch, her rules are Krypton--ite, so the walls - I done lost my power to see through them bitchesBut I run into 'em, running through the kitchenPretending to be blind Superman, cause I had no supervisionBut I did have a super power though, I could turn into invisible kidDisappear out of sight, like a true magicianAnd one day Uncle Ronnie brought over this new, but differentMusic 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 NanAlways itching for something to doWas flipping through the radio stations one day and discoveredThis DJ who was mixing, I say it to this day, if you ain't listenedTo the Wizzard, you ain't have a fucking clue what you was missingI'd zone out with my headphones, all I remember doing's wishing for shoesFuck them stupid Pumas bitch, it's all about them new edition TroopsYou get them LL Cool J cooling systemMade that final maneuver to 8 Mile and HooverAnd somehow I saw my future is in this, that's how I know my missionLittle boom box booming, spitting, practicing numerous writtensWhen I sit in my room envisioning my dreams come to fruitionI remember Proof would visit, couldn't wait to play him my new shitHe'd go cuckoo ballistic, go through the roof for his shitIt's like we knew the instant, we touched a mic that both of usToo existed to do this shit, never quit, too persistent
[Interlude]"We are the underground empire"
[Verse 3]Started a group of misfits, Proof had a propositionIf we all band together, there ain't no stopping this shitCome up with aliases, bipolar opposites andBe ready to come off the top as sharp precisionIf you got dissed at the Shop, cause if they caught you slippingThey'd take your spot if someone got to ripping youAnd you forgot your writtenOpportunity knocks once, it ain't knocking againIt tried ding-dong ditching shit, I fucking got that bitch in a headlockCut off his oxygen, Slim is not budgingLike cocksucking cynderblocks in the wind, now I got a pot to piss inSpot in that top position, kopping over the oppositionLooking like a dog that's pissing, leg up on the competitionPromising complete dominance, Sugar Ray RobinsonI'm in a league Muhammad's in, Ali's my colleague bombing 'emProbably end up on top of 'em, stomping 'em like NdamukongI'm Russian like a Ukrainian, LaDainian TomlinsonFlow vomits in your face, competitors fall at my waistYou spit a rhyme, I spit in a rhyme's faceSo name the time, place to battle bitch, I'm still in that mind stateDon't make me step on you and make you wine grapesCry babies, maybe my way that I use words is looseBut you turds better be careful how you choose yoursCause feelings scar, but egos bruise worseAnd the truth hurts, shit no wonder you're sore losersNow where's your poo, birds? OohNo more tripping in bird shit, songs of self-empowerment surgingWords of encouragement, but discouraging the rappersThe Rap Game's God, but the name's not James Todd, I'm just a wordsmithSo let these words lift, cause all I got is barsFor you dumbbells, since yours ain't working outEach verse is more merciless than the first is, and you ain't got to wearNo shoes and shirt in this bitch to get served, bloodthirst revenge of the nerds
[Interlude]"That you'll not escape my vengeance"
[Verse 4]And I'm the kid with them ears like Dumbo's goneWord to Uncle Ron, I'm turning into a non-humble DonYou blind dumb hoes, all I got is dick for you to come blow onSo start the show, but I need a drum roll 'fore I go onBetter back away from the front row, get launched, show you I'mBigger than Dikembe Mutumbo on the fucking JumbotronI'm a juggernaut, you do not wanna rumble, you BomboclaatI'll leave you stretched out, like a fucking yawnSo mow the fucking lawn, your asses are blades of grassAnd I'm fucking up this whole landscape of rapThe GOAT just ate eight acres, an eighth of thatWas just to make a path and take it straight to your favorite rapperOh, look, my notebook looks smoke cookedLike the flow stood a foot over the flame on the stoveSoot, charred debris floating like OakwoodWas burning, return of the no good and I won't quit
[Interlude]"And the next thing I know something came crawling up from belowSomething that made Godzilla look like a plane"
[Hook]And I don't quit, won't change, it's like a Groundhog's DaySo crowd around y'all, cause you may, see if I popped your head
[Bridge]I'm a monster... I'mma turn into a monsterI'm a monster with my dick in your mouth all day!
[Outro]"I'm not so sure I want to know from whence it cameBut the white flesh creature's trail is easily followedThere, before that shimmering veil of light, the ivory skin slug thing"