True Wiz wrote:EminemInsider wrote:True Wiz wrote:God damnit, I like you Insider. Why you gotta hurt fam like this?
Once again, I was only saying that Eminem deserves the title of GOAT, along side a wide range of other artists. Why are you all so fucking defensive?
I'm simply demonstrating that the claims you made about rhyming are objectively false. We're not in 2004-2007 anymore, dude. Eminem's off the pills. Nobody can out-rhyme him.
Danny Brown and Big Sean did.
fucking...
BIG.....SEAN.
LOL, what?
Boy I need no halves and halves, I want the game in
entirety100 percent cut, no stitches
requiredWelcome to Detroit where if you get that promotion
Don't worry, man them bullets will still be at your ass
firin'
I still call it safe, I would suck if I was
umpirin'
Boy I hit the
beat I just
treat that shit like a
diaryI'm offended if you hear my new shit and you ain't re
windin' meSelf made, I never needed your bail or a
wire, seeI'm never callin' collect, I
call to collectMy homie wanted a Chevy so I put my
dog in the vetAhh! Plus I'm so loyal that that paper, boy, is
all that I fetchIf the ball in my hand then the
ball in the netBitch I'm the D, can't no offense dunk on me
I'm Mr. Big Shot, these hoes get drunk off me
I'm
overrespected, my mama gated community's
overprotectiveSo futuristic, I'm already
over my next bitchReminiscin' on
listenin' to 50 fifty times a
dayBack when
tenth grade was like fifty
days awayTryna
get paid fifty
ways a dayUsed to put fifty on the
layaway, now my closet fifty
shades of greyTwenty six and I done lived a lifetime a
few timesFrom
futons to Grey
PouponsIn church tryna get a little savings, yeah
couponsI spit that A1 every day, I'm hittin'
new primesNow the stakes high, niggas surprised at the
new linesOr takin' down my number like "you still ain't got a new line?"
Nah it's the
same, we've been laborin' for years
I know it took way longer than nine months, but fuck it, it's all in
due timeI turned a blunt to a roach with dreams of
bein' a Beatle though
Don't want to, I need to, ya gotta learn to
keep it cerebral When you come up in a place where everyone got a
piece but ain't peacefulThis is just part one, wait 'til the
sequelEminem:
Lately it seems as if it's
me against the world
Like it was before my life became a movie
And they used to use my mothafuckin'
trailer to tease me withBut I flipped that script like
AB fillerPainkillers to pop the lid off that
safety sealIt
made me feel amazing,
Navy SEAL of braveryAnd if I may reiterate, I
ain't even need a scriptI
ain't bein' conceited
But I made it to
radio, eat a dickI still never
ABC the shit (syllables don't line up)
Mainstream appeal but the skill is what
made me illerSince before they called
Jay Dee DillaI was
daydreamin' one
day I would be the shitAnd if I ever end up es
capin' these streets I swear that I would
stay here
Still in it, I'm crazy, I'll al
ways be realDon't
make me steal an
eighteen-wheelerBreak all of my friends out of here and take 'em straight to the
Mercedes dealerPeel off back to the same block that we came from, on a rampage You
crazy for me to flipWhat's
makin' you think I
need a switch? Cause I'm
Adrian PetersonWhen he's
raging and heated and on the
way to go beat his kidOn the track get spanked like
he just did(DETROIT!) I can't never
leave this bitchSick of bein' treated like
me and shitBut Jesus, I can see just why
people quit callin' me to do features
And them cyphers on BET cause if I wasn't me
I probably wouldn't want to
play with me neither, shitSeems to be
reachin' this fever pitch1
80 degrees in here trying to
wait for the cedar chipsM
Cs just bit off more than they can chew like a
face full of Swedish FishOr Lo
rena with two penises (syllable off)
Hateful ingeniousness, this inconvenience
And for the record, you won't want this type of static in your life
When I'm
makin' you cling to itThey consider tryna re-insulate yah when it's
maybe in for another
crazy winterIt's so cold in the D, it is as
days begin to tick away
But ain't this really what
made me into the
angry bitter blonde
But
ain't we sick of bein' underdogs
Don't
make me unleash this shit[b],
release this Pit
[b]May even seem as if I'm
yankin' your chain a bitOr
maybe the way in which I'm
sayin' shitIs
playin' with you but
ain't shit changed
And it's still the same shit and
Shady's still a lady killerSince the
day I went insane and then attacked the
babysitterWith a potato peeler and mushed her (face into the enter)
tainment centerIt's like another
plane just entered into U
kraine again
Or the Bermuda Triangle and attempted to make a
safe descentAwaiting anyone who ain't affiliated, it could be
danger
Did you make ar
rangements with the
gangsters 'fore you
came here?
And if they mention us
Eminem's had the Adrian Peterson scheme running throughout, goes in and out of the "made me iller" scheme, and goes in and out of the "crazy winter" scheme, with the schemes blending into each other. This is far more complex than anything the others are doing.
Eminem's choice of flow on this sucks, but his rhyme complexity is still dizzying.