Emulate
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=nD7jQTFGOKo
Get Money Freestyle
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=XJu3MNqg3gY
Its Been Real Outro
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=3wu6Ymejxs8
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Lyrics:
1. The People's Champ
I told the world, one day I would pay it back
say it on tape and lay it, record it, so that one day I could play it back
They ask me am I okay
they ask me am I happy
they askin' me that because of the shit that's been thrown at me
It's just a beat with no words at first
just a blank painting
exercising the mind, it's brain strength training
My motto is live by the bottle
so why is my supply low?
bring in a truckload with a high-low
My name is Chauncey Billips
I'm kinda like a raunchy Phillips
screwdriver. My crew’s liver
when you can’t sleep and you’re still up
I came in this game with bad intentions
and I ain't budged not even an inch since then
Lava out my lips, I flip
wake up, I think I have a cramp
tryna shove the lava lamp up my father's ass
Got my self esteem back, got my confidence up
I’ma step up on the stage now, I’m gonna strut
Shady, man, I done told you once, homie, to ease up
but you just won't listen, will ya?
Nah, guess not
(Applause)
2. Get Money
Haha, yeah, yeah
I get it
I run this rap shit (haha)
now guess who's back (yeah)
you thought I left you (whoo)
Now why would I do that?
(1, 2, 3)
They keep on sayin' the same rappers are the best
Jay-Z and Kanye West
Maybe they're just tryin' to distract it from the fact that I'm comin' back
Or maybe it's cause I ain't black
maybe it's because of that
maybe it's because I'm the highest sellin artist in rap
while I'm sittin' back in my office jackin' off to my plaques
I'm still sick
How can I be sick this long and I'm still alive
Magic Johnson arise
I'm (?) makin' my opponents think that I've died
That's when I just pop up outta nowhere, oh yeah, there we go there (yeah)
Damn I forgot how much money he got
On the beach of San Tropez, but your man don't lay
In the sun cause I don't tan, I burn, blood clot
When you gonna learn how much money we've earned
How does it feel to know I came in this game at 25 and could've retired at 29
In my 20's still
And Fif' here to lick on that Coca-Cola shit
And he ain't even gotta look at Coke or even hold a brick no more
oh boy, god damn did he score
To go from sellin' bags to bottles right out the store
And Shady hit the box office man, he knocked the sox off us
(???) cock suckers so stay the fuck off us, we make pay
I'm just a super easy modest MC, okay?
Till I hear the word has been, that's when I start spazzin'
Smart asses, kiss a smarter ass then
I'm the best thing that ever happened to rap, bastards
I'm a blonde Dre, now gimme Kanye's glasses!
3. Emulate (ft. Obie Trice)
Obie Trice:
Obie the person that came up introverted
cause of nervousness, that was solely the only verdict
it was worth it cause he changed, became so observant
serving such of a purpose
if you knew him earlier in his days it's like a different version
so much hurtin' and pain gave him game for certain
thats why there's curtains in this murder, if you gettin' worked up
I'm so assertive on these motherfuckers actin' tougher
I had enough of isolating myself in a room
writing poems and songs, doin' the same in school
now look what he became, a fool?
cause he learned how to sustain his tool and obtain fame from you
Living hard, but still Juliard
a god walks in but aint spend a day in the pew
regardless of this, I draw visual pictures when a ***** vents
so welcome to the art department
Eminem:
I stimulate the brain, mimic, emulate a saint
Cynic keep em' thinkin its a fuckin gimic when it ain't
Clinically insane, brain is on venus, fuck Uranus
label me a genius, if you ever seen us you would say
He may seem as though he's plain, normal
if you ever meet him, greet him with a shake, see
he ain't as mean as what they say
See the thing is maybe he can't always think of things to say
so he's vague, so they mistake him for just bein' crazed
you part ways, your impression of him changed
you don't think he's strange, you turn around and tell him, "peace and thanks"
then you catch him flippin you off, with his pants down
hands around his scrotum, tuckin' his fuckin penis between his legs (aah!)
Obie Trice:
Obie the person that came up introverted
cause of nervousness, that was solely the only verdict
it was worth it cause he changed, became so observant
serving such of a purpose
if you knew him earlier in his days it's like a different version
so much hurtin' and pain gave him game for certain
thats why there's curtains in this murder, if you gettin' worked up
I'm so assertive on these motherfuckers actin' tougher
I had enough of isolating myself in a room
writing poems and songs, doin' the same in school
now look what he became, a fool?
cause he learned how to sustain his tool and obtain fame from you
Living hard, but still Juliard
a god walks in but aint spend a day in the pew
regardless of this, I draw visual pictures when a ***** vents
so welcome to the art department
Eminem:
It's all psychologic, why am I so maniacal?
am I a psycho or some kind of psychotic shtick?
or am I truly psychotic, or are my molecules just diabolical?
cause biologically, I defy logic
by golly, haul me off on a trolly
Polly want a cracker, I'm back on that wacky tobacco
I'ma step away from crack, Obie smacked the shit outta me
I'm so slap happy, man, snap me back to reality
I'm a walkin' art gallery, a science museum
Elephantiasis of the nuts, you'd probably die if you see 'em
I pull em out, they hit the ground and probably crack the cement
I need an ambulance, I can't just put 'em back in my pants
(help)
4. Ballin' Uncontrollaby
Ballin' Uncontrollably
Ballin' Uncontrollably
Ballin' Uncontrollably
B-ballin' Uncontrollably
(x4)
Man, I got everything candy-painted
Candy-painted tint, it's(?) so dark
I'd be lying if I said I ain't hid
at least nine of my friends
Plus, I got so much candy paint in my rims
Paint be flyin' off my car
Be candy paintin' the neighborhood kids
I got that whole block lookin' like it's Candyland
Ask about me, man, they be like, there go the candy man
I park the car in the garage and go in and
Come back the next mornin'
The rims are still spinnin'
Hit the (?) on that Phantom, man, that shit looks like the Batmobile
32-inch rims, shit, I ain't even got no wheels
Custom-fitted, custom-kitted wood grain
Custom everything, what's that on the seat?
Custom mustard stain
Now let's go hit the mall, y'all know that we finna ball
Get out the car, they be like, "Ah, there go them superstars!"
Hit every single store, flash a fucking wad of cash
but I ain't buying shit, bitch
Kiss my candy-painted ass
We...
Ballin' Uncontrollably
Ballin' Uncontrollably
Ballin' Uncontrollably
B-ballin' Uncontrollably
(x4)
Yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Hit the corner liquor store
To get Corona, tip the owners
Sipped it on the way out as I dipped, I wanna rip the road up
And I'ma hit the cinema and I'ma get the hoes,
When I be it, I be it, shit, anything goes
I'm ballin' out of control, girls know I'm loaded with dough
But, shit, I'm stingy as fuck
I'm fuckin' stingy as hoes(?)
These bitches don't get a crumb, and it come
but I'm like what up
Shut up, bitch, sit up, get up off them knees
My candy paint's enough
If you're lucky, I'll let you hug me, but that's all you get
Then I'ma split, disappear, a cloud of smoke is all you see
Yeah...
Ballin' Uncontrollably
Ballin' Uncontrollably
Ballin' Uncontrollably
B-ballin' Uncontrollably
(x4)
Bitch, get the fuck out my car if we ain't finna fuck
I'm horny as fuck, bitch, are you suckin' my dick or what?
I'll fuck a chick in the butt, I really don't give a shit
Is pretty Marshall gonna have to go choke me a bitch?
You fuckin' keyed up my Benz
Bitch, I beat up my friends
Don't think I won't beat a bitch
I'll kick a six-year-old in the ribs
You fuckin' retard, I'll have you suckin' farts out my seat
I'll teach you not to know how to control your bowels when you eat
What the fuck do you think that colostomy bag is for, looks?
I ain't waste my bullets on you for you to not sing no hooks
I fuckin' take a Make a Wish Foundation patient with me
How 'bout some coke inside of your saline solution IV?
Turn around and use it on me
You tryna (?) my keys?
You fuckin' broad, get in back, you're comin' to Florida with me,
Tell your momma I'ma drop you off at the hospital later
We finna make this run
Take this gun and cover me, Slater
And quit your...
Ballin' Uncontrollably
Ballin' Uncontrollably
Ballin' Uncontrollably
B-ballin' Uncontrollably
(x4)
Outro: (Chipmunk voice)
Tracy! I joined this class because I thought I was going to be cooking with a partner. But she's never here, and I don't get twice the grades for doing all the work.
I didn't invent odd numbers, Seth.
I know, but I'm over here and doing it everyday cooking my terrible tasting food, and I have to look over at Evan. I mean look at him.
That looks like the most fun I've ever seen in my entire life. And I'm just saying that I wash and dry; I'm like a single mother. And no offense - but everyone takes this class to get an A, and its bullshit. But uh no offense I'm just sayin I'm not putting down your profession, but when am I going to need to cook tiramisu. Am I going to be a chef? No. There's three weeks left of school, give me a fuckin' break! I'm sorry for cursing.
Oh my God! That's like the coolest fucking story I've ever heard in my life! Thats insane. Can you tell us again, do you have time? Tracy? Tracy can u hear me? I'm in the car right now. Listennnn! I am McLooovinnnn! Yeahhhh! McLovin in the hoooouse! McLovin in the hoooouse! Yeahhhhh!
5. Going Crazy (ft. D12)
Fame, fame, fame
I think it's got me goin' crazy
Ohhhohhh
I get lost in this game, game, game
I'm gettin' tired of all you naysayers
Ohhhohhh
keep speaking my name, name, name
you gon' have reason to hate me
yeahhhheahhh
it's like you don't want me to win
so this time I'm goin' in!
Swift:
This the life of a rocker
gave ya minds a (???)
hoppin' off of the club's balcony
into the crowd, surfin'
and when they drop me, i'm randomly sockin' fans
and when my interviews in hockey masks,
slap the journalists on they ass
I'm high off speed,
drivin' my car at high speed
pocket full of weed, while lesbians swallow E(?)
I'm in the studio, envy
my H & M gon' call for me
cause I fell asleep on the soundboard, ain't get us off a week
so let's (???) all up in my head
get 'em back ungrateful dead
bustin' in the air, with 30 bitches up in my bed
I'm kickin' 'em out naked, and this the sympathy(?)
just ask me why I did it, well fuck it I can't remember
Fame, fame, fame
I think it's got me goin' crazy
Ohhhohhh
I get lost in this game, game, game
I'm gettin' tired of all you naysayers
Ohhhohhh
keep speaking my name, name, name
you gon' have reason to hate me
yeahhhheahhh
it's like you don't want me to win
so this time I'm goin' in!
Kuniva:
Some boys are wallin(?)
drinkin', cussin', and hyper smilin'
been ridin' for days, tour bus look like Ryker's Island
hand me Jack Daniel's, spray paintin' the die hard fan
little cocker spaniel, fresh out of the damn zoo
man you, better be conscious, I'm backstage
livin' it up, with a couple of sluts feelin' nautious
we're drinkin' it's been a couple of days, since i've slept
my dick is sore from fuckin', when I bust there's nothin' left
just dust, back on the stage, give me my microphone
strappin'(?) with the audience as we perform hypersong
our label presented us with a plaque
brought it on stage, and bashed it to pieces with an aluminum bats, stanks(?)
now which one of you bitches down for the cause
yeah I said my dick is sore but I ain't say shit about my balls
I asked (???) then we off to the next city, yeah
whatever I didn't drink, all my rider(???) bag it up and take the rest with me
Fame, fame, fame
I think it's got me goin' crazy
Ohhhohhh
I get lost in this game, game, game
I'm gettin' tired of all you naysayers
Ohhhohhh
keep speaking my name, name, name
you gon' have reason to hate me
yeahhhheahhh
it's like you don't want me to win
so this time I'm goin' in!
Eminem:
Yeah this game has got me goin' crazy
fuck it, I am crazy
what's new, what kinda fuckin' glue you'd think I'd be if I was glue
we lost Proof, he was our crew's glue
but where was you, when we were fallin' apart
you were sittin on us too
but no one but us knew we were beefin'
cause that's what happens when you beef with crew
it stays in the crew, cause it's just crew
but we're back now, yeah we took our time while our blood(?) grew
only thing we're in a hurry for now is to rush you!
and we're back, these days if you don't got the guts or the nuts to
pussy, go pick your pussy leaves off your cunt tree, fuck you
AHH CHOO!
bless you! i'm allergic to pussy, sluts too
yeah, you think you the shit, till we flush you
have some bullshit to readjust
still got(???) a just a few of us left, but it'd be unjust to rob us our (???) due
so rest in peace to Bugz and Proof
this one's for you homies, we love you
but we can't stop now we done had too much of our blood drew from this...
Fame, fame, fame
I think it's got me goin' crazy
Ohhhohhh
I get lost in this game, game, game
I'm gettin' tired of all you naysayers
Ohhhohhh
keep speaking my name, name, name
you gon' have reason to hate me
Yeahhhheahhh
it's like you don't want me to win
so this time I'm goin' in!
6. Wee Wee
Put it on my wee wee
Banana, strawberry, pineapple, orange
(x4)
Got a dick as big as a banana
I try to control it, but I can't
it's too tough, it's like an (?) banana
you better watch out, Hannah Montana
man, what's the matter, have you no manners?
no, you know the girl from Juno's address?
yeah, I'ma probably go to jail for that
now I got the cops on my tail for that
run up on your car with a stale banana
in your tail pipe, can't believe you fell for that
coulda been a molotov cocktail for that
wait a minute, man, what the hell was that?
I heard a noise, where you goin'?
What are you, bananas?
you can't go back there, stupid ass
I just seen a woman in a Freddy Kruger mask
who the fuck are you, Superman?
all you have is a little stupid can of whipped cream
what the hell you gonna do with that?
I'ma put it on my wee wee
ooh, good answer
super bonanza extravaganza
man, go ahead, what you waitin' for?
you better get them clothes off, baby boy
come on, let's go, we're gonna make a porn
ready, set, go. hit play, record
Put it on my wee wee
Banana, strawberry, pineapple, orange
(x4)
Are you ready? You better hold the camera steady
she's probably back there with a damn machete
she's probably gonna eat you like canned spaghetti
she's probably gonna kill ya, still wanna check, see?
have a little quick look? go on, (?)
she's probably six foot tall like big foot
the hell with that, we probably should run
don't dare look back
we probably, probably, probably
there probably was a problem at the post office or something
but you probably didn't know that, did ya?
now what ya gonna do when she gets ya?
I ain't goin' with ya, forget ya
quit tryna hold my hand, mista'
pretend she's your little sista', little sista'
(?)
might as well take the whipped cream with ya
and when you see her, make sure you get a picture
we could try to make another Blair Witch-a movie
a beastiality porno with smoothies
Put it on my wee wee
Banana, strawberry, pineapple, orange
(x4)
It's eerie, but here comes Zack and Miri
beauty and the beast, his back is hairy
but she don't care, they're attractive, very
very sexually active, very
no, Zack, don't go back in there
it's too late now, she's grabbin' hair
he screams, "Bloody Mary!", grabs a mirror
but stop just ain't in her vocabular
"Get off me, please. Get off me, stop."
(?) at a coffee shop
they go non-stop
she says, "Go"
he says, "No"
she says, "Oh"
back and forth, they scream and shout
yeah, boy, let them demons out
it's the kind of nightmare you dream about
uh-oh, now the whipped cream is out
I get sick thoughts, sick, sick, thoughts
things you could do with your lipstick gloss(?)
put it on my dick 'til the tip looks orange
bitch, keep going! Bitch, keep going!
Put it on my wee wee
Banana, strawberry, pineapple, orange
(x4)
Banana, banana, banana, banana, banana
7. G.O.A.T.
Intro:
And I'm willing to borrow devour your grass, but I specialize in eating MCs. In the immortal words of LL Cool J as he would say...
I'm a goat
and for those of y'all who don't know what a goat is
it means the greatest of all time
and I consider myself one of those
so thank you very much, here it goes!
This is the part I was worried about
everyone thinks that my career is down the tubes
and I'm in some dusty garage inhaling them carbon monoxide fumes
and everyone's telling me what I should do
and how I should come out and what to rap about
and I know I got a lot up in my medulla oblongata that I gotta get out
and I'm not sure how this is gonna come off
they're probably gonna think that I'm coming off as cocky (haha)
like I just started giving a fuck what you really think about me
see, the thing about me
is you don't really know a thing about me
everyone's making a stink about me
like there's some kind of a aura of that of the king around me
surround me with nothin' but gangsters, killers, and bangers
and the most dangerous criminals
and I feel like I'm more comfortable around them than I do my own motherfuckin' neighbors
but, see, my dream is to be remembered as one of the best when I leave
why does it seem like I'm not even put up in the same category as other emcees?
so when Weezy says that he's better than Jay-z
please, be that just subliminally
means he thinks Jigga's the best and that he's
the only one up in that league, see
and it's easy just to consider me one of the greatest white rappers there is
knowing god damn well that I'm one of the best god damn rappers that ever lived period
I'm a goat
and I don't mean to gloat
but I know what I know and I know what you think
and these magazines'll never put it in ink
because how would it look if they considered me as a goat?
and for those of y'all who don't know what a goat is
it means the greatest of all time
and I consider myself one of those
so thank you very much, here it goes!
Maybe they figure that I'm on my way out the game
so they gotta go try to find em a new Eminem
or a new Shady, if they think it's gonna happen
man, I thought I was crazy
or maybe I could be takin' it wrong and they're tryna pay homage to me in a strange way
so let me pay homage to my fellow white competitors almost in the same way
see, you hardly ever do hear anyone even bringing up that Paul Wall's white
cause lyrically he doesn't pose a threat to anyone, see, he's just aight
and Bubba Sparxxx, he just won't write
because he's so caught up in that snow white
that Timbaland can't even get him in the studio
he's so gone off that coke, right
and it's so sad, cause he's dope, right
America's next great white hope, right
so now they feel like they gotta come up with some corny ass white rapper show, right
and which I'm still havin' mixed feelings about
they said it'd be real, I'm just spillin' it out
there's somethin' about a white boy talking black and runnin' around with a damn grill in his mouth
and I love when the say that Tiger Woods shit
"Isn't it ironic that the best rapper's white and the best golfer's black?"
and I'm the one who's gotta catch all the flack offa' that
but these are the people who never had heard of an Eminem until 8 Mile had came out
but I had already hit middle America
Parents had all got to likin' me now
when suddenly I wasn't such a bad guy
all of the hatred for me must've died
thought I committed career suicide so I had to turn back into the bad guy
so faggoty faggoty faggoty gays
and (?) God made Raggedy Ann and Andy
not Raggedy Andy and Andy and Andy
and Angelina Jolie is just another ho
and Brad is a sucka' because once I fuck her
she wants to go to Somalia to adopt another baby
you know what I say? No
You better save some of them kids from Madonna
she needs all the publicity she can get
you want a Shady? Well, you got it, man
I ain't apologizin' for shit.
I'm a goat
and I don't mean to gloat
but I know what I know and I know what you think
and these magazines'll never put it in ink
because how would it look if they considered me as a goat?
and for those of y'all who don't know what a goat is
it means the greatest of all time
and I consider myself one of those
so thank you very much, here it goes!
Man, I'm takin' my ball and goin' home, man
shit is too easy
nobody even wants to pass me the ball cause
(I'm a goat)
so don't worry, I'm out the motherfuckin' game
and y'all can sit and argue about who's the motherfuckin' best
but y'all know that
(I'm a goat)
and like I said, I'm one of the motherfuckin' best
before you get your panties in a motherfuckin' bunch
but before I go, I'd like to say fuck you very much to everybody who wasn't there from the start
and thank you very much to everybody who was
and y'all ain't gotta say it, just think it
cause I know that you know that I know that you know that I know that you know
(I'm a goat)
(hahahaha)
I'm out, y'all
it's been real, peace
8. The Apple
I'm a little nutty and I know it
but if you go back and take a look at my history
you will see that I'm not the only one who's off his rocker
there were many before me
I was always labelled the black sheep of the family
what a bad seed I grow to be
but if you take a look at us now
you'll see the apple didn't fall too far from the tree
(haha)
alright, look
I'ma tell you the story from my side
maybe you'll understand
check it out
you done witnessed unexplainable shit
too insane to explain
people run from what the just don't get
maybe Shady shoulda just hit 'em with a little bit
did I spit too soon? Should I of spoon fed 'em it?
but I was just so eager to prove I was even worth
being in the same league or the room with
of the people of whom I was in
every now and then I look up like I was seeking approval
was it because of the pigment of my skin
or was it a figment of my imagination
maybe it bothered me more than it did them
maybe it wasn't a big deal back then
but to me it was, see what it was was
I had developed the complex from being judged
Proof spit his verse, now I'm next, let's see who (?)
I'm in the booth staring back to see who's mugs
I get a reaction from, usually the first thumb(?) was from Proof
and the rest of the group backed him up
and no one lied to each other cause none of us had deals
it was real, we just wanted tickets for that meal
Sometimes I feel like it's just me
sometimes I feel like I'm going crazy
but take a look at my family
cause the apple don't fall too far from the tree
I said...
sometimes I feel like it's just me
sometimes I feel like I'm going crazy
but take a look at my family
cause the apple don't fall too far from the tree
Ever since my mother was pregnant
with her second egg cause she said
that I had a baby sister who fell out of the window
I was too young to remember
Kansas City projects
I was like 5, 6, and how come
I remember Malcolm, Isaac, and Boogie
if it was the projects in Missouri?
cause those're my best friends until Isaac
took my tricycle and my uncle Todd went to try to go get it back
and ended up getting jumped and cut in the gut with a switch and 70-some stitches
which is still, to this day
why my mother still tries to show me some old fake picture
of a fictitious little sister who never existed
and this is why part of my life's so twisted
but I can never be as sick as that bitch is
and, by the way, that picture's one of my relatives
Sometimes I feel like it's just me
sometimes I feel like I'm going crazy
but take a look at my family
cause the apple don't fall too far from the tree
I said...
sometimes I feel like it's just me
sometimes I feel like I'm going crazy
but take a look at my family
cause the apple don't fall too far from the tree
You probably have to peel back layers upon layers of pain
to see why everything I say is so insane
what's different about my brain
that separates me from other players in this game?
on the surface, it may seem like a scheme
or some sort of scam for me to get some damn sympathy
but that's the last thing I need is for people
to walk around feeling sorry for me (me)
and I'm not a G, never claimed to be
I gave my vest to Cashis, just hope he
don't need it more than me
but we'll see, cause we ain't lookin' for beef
but if it comes our way, what do we, turn the other cheek?
come on
Sometimes I feel like it's just me
sometimes I feel like I'm going crazy
but take a look at my family
cause the apple don't fall too far from the tree
I said...
sometimes I feel like it's just me
sometimes I feel like I'm going crazy
but take a look at my family
cause the apple don't fall too far from the tree
Yeah
and I'm the crazy one, right?
whatever!
then let me be the crazy one!
(sounds)
cuckoo! cuckoo!
tweet!
haha
9. It's Been Real
Thanks, it's been real
I love you but I just can't deal
with the stress this game is giving me
but before I go, you know I can't close the show
without no closure so before I leave...
Yeah
I just wanna take the time out right now, man, to basically say rest in peace, Deshaun Holton. That's my heart, man. And Dr. Dre, for giving me the opportunity, just to even listen to me, to get me to this point.
I wanna thank Jimmy Iovine, Interscope, Aftermath, everybody at the whole Shady staff. Everybody whose basically supported me from day one. Paul Rosenberg. Tracy Mcnew. You know I love you guys, I couldn't do it without you. D12. Cashis. You gon' be a beast when you get out there, man. Trust me, homie—my ears don't lie to me.
Who else am I forgetting? Oh yeah! Obie Trice, Bobby Creekwater, and basically, man, the whole city of Detroit—8 Mile Road—for making me who I am today...which basically goes back to Proof. D12, I love you guys, man. Runyon Ave, for holding me down when shit got big(?).
Oh, and wouldn't be complete if I didn't thank my mom...bitch.
So...
Thanks, it's been real
I love you but I just can't deal
with the stress this game is giving me
but before I go, you know I can't close the show
without no closure so before I leave...
Were all these leaked at once? I haven't heard them (except Ballin' Do Me) till yesterday.
