🪁 Lirik Lagu Lucky You Eminem

Justletting you know that you're not alone Holler if you feel like you've been down the same road (same road) Yeah, it's been a ride I guess I had to, go to that place, to get to this one Now some of you, might still be in that place If you're trying to get out, just follow me I'll get you there LirikIf You Say the Word, lagu baru Radiohead di album ke-10, Kid A Mnesia, rilis di Youtube, Kamis, 23 September 2021. Ilove the way you lie. Aku suka caramu berbohong. I can't tell you what it really is. Tak bisa kukatakan padamu yang sebenarnya. I can only tell you what it feels like. Yang bisa kukatakan hanyalah seperti apa rasanya. And right now there's a steel knife. Dan saat ini seperti ada pisau baja. In my windpipe. AprendeInglés de una forma divertida con el vídeo musical y la letra de la canción "Lucky You" de Eminem & Joyner Lucas. Géneros. Pop; Rock; Rock Duro; Heavy Metal; Hip-Hop/Rap; Dance; Electrónica; Alternativa; Indie; Punk; Rhythm & Blues; Eminem. 7 años | 392748 jugadas. as7733. Don’t Stop Megan Thee Stallion, Young Thug. 1 año Total terdapat 13 lagu yang yang disajikan Eminel di album Kamikaze. Beberapa penyanyi lainnya pun digandeng untuk berkolaborasi. Mulai dari nama Seperti Joyner Lucas di lagu berjudul “Lucky You”, Jessie Reyez di lagu “Nice Guy” dan “Good Guy” dan Royce Da 5’9 di lagu “Not Alike”. Beberapa lagunya pun langsung melejit menjadi Chorus] The days are cold livin’ without you The nights are long, I’m growing older I miss the days alone, thinkin’ about you You may be gone, but you’re never over [Verse 1] If Proof could see me now, I know he’d be proud Somewhere in me deep down, there’s something in me he found That made him believe in me, now no one can beat me now You try, it’ll be them doors, Whoooo Ganja gun. Whoo-oo Ganja ganja. Whoo-oo Ganja gun. Smoke'a de ganja every day. Ya you gonn' smoke'a de ganja in many different ways. You can smoke'a de ganja in a big fat bowl or you can smoke'a de ganja in a bong. N' keep ya' very lucky you can smoke it in a bong. When you smoke it in a bong, you are baked all night long Mista. Dalamskripsi ini dibahas tentang kata tabu yang ditemukan dalam lirik lagu Eminem.Tujuan dari penelitian ini adalah untuk menganalisis tipe-tipe kata tabu berdasarkan maknanya dan mengidentifikasi fungsi tabu yang ditemukan dalam lagu-lagu Eminem yaitu The Ringer, Lucky You, Fall dan Kamikaze. Data dikumpulkan dengan menggunakan metode Irun at you hard like a sumo (Sumo) They say I talk like a chulo (Chulo) I live in Mars, I'm not Bruno (Woo) Bitch I'm a dog, call me Cujo (Rah) You play your cards, I reverse on you all And I might just draw 4 like a Uno (Bup) Cállate boca mejor, maricón, little . Joyner Lucas, Eminem Year 2018 405 2,919 Views Playlists 6 The easy, fast & fun way to learn how to sing Whoa, Joyner, Joyner, yeah, yeah, yeah Yeah, I done did a lot of things in my day, I admit it I don't take back what I say, if I said it then I meant it All my life I want a Grammy but I'll prolly never get it I ain't never had no trophy or no motherfuckin' ribbon F*ck the system, I'm that nigga, bend the law, cut the rules I'm about to risk it all, I ain't got too much to lose Y'all been eatin' long enough, it's my turn to cut the food Pass the plate! Where my drink? This my day, lucky you F*ck you too, woah! Y'all gotta move, y'all gotta move, y'all gotta move Give me some room, give me some room, give me the juice Hop out the coupe, hop out the coupe, how 'bout I shoot? Y'all gotta move, y'all gotta move, give me the juice Back on my bullshit, my back to the wall Turn my back on you all and you're finished Back to these bullets, it's back to the job Pull my MAC out and all of you runnin' Back on my hood shit, it's back to the pushin' These packs and I'm actually pumpin' Can't f*ck with you rappers, you practically suckin' You mighta went platinum, but that don't mean nothin' I'm actually buzzin' this time Straight out the kitchen, I told them the oven is mine I do not f*ck with you guys If I don't care you just know that you gonna suffer this time I ain't no gangster but I got some bangin' Some chains and some blades in and a couple of knives Choppers and jammies, a partridge, a pear tree My twelve days of Christmas was nothin' but lies I, run at you hard like a sumo sumo They say I talk like a chulo chulo I live in Mars, I'm not Bruno Bitch I'm a dog, call me Cujo You play your cards, I reverse on you all And I might just drop four like an Uno Cállate boca mejor, maricón, little puto, and all of you culo They've invented a level off in the ghetto to ghetto Lookin' for something that prolly can never find out Shake irrelevant and tell 'em to beef right now What you would nigga? You really want me tied down I've been alone, I never needed nobody Just only me and my shotty, I'll tell these niggas to lie down Keep all of the money, I never wanted the lifestyle I just pray to God that my son'll be alright now I said ain't no love for the other side Or anyone who ever want smoke When I die I'm goin' out as the underdog who never lost hope You in the wrong cab down the wrong path Nigga wrong way, wrong road Snakes in the grass tryna slither fast I just bought a fuckin' lawn mower I done said a lotta things in my day, I admit it This is payback in a way, I regret it that I did it I done won a couple Grammys but I sold my soul to get 'em Wasn't in it for the trophies, just the fuckin' recognition F*ck's the difference? I'm that cracker, bend the law, f*ck the rules Man I used to risk it all, now I got too much to lose I been eatin' long enough, man my stomach should be full I just ate, lick the plate, my buffet, lucky me F*ck you think? Woo! I got a couple of mansions Still I don't have any manners You got a couple of ghost writers But to these kids it don't actually matter They're askin' me "What the f*ck happened to hip-hop?" I said "I don't have any answers" 'Cause I took an L when I dropped my last album It hurt me like hell but I'm back on these rappers And actually coming from humble beginnings I'm somewhat uncomfortable winning I wish I could say "What a wonderful feeling!" We're on the upswing like we're punchin' the ceiling But nothin' is feeling like anyone has any fuckin' ability To even stick to a subject, it's killin' me, the inability to pin humility Hatata batata, why don't we make a bunch of fuckin' Songs about nothin' and mumble! And f*ck it, I'm goin' for the jugular Shit is a circus, you clowns that are comin' up Don't give an ounce of a motherfuck About the ones that were here before you to make raps, let's recap Way back, MC's that recap and tape decks ADATs, where the G Raps and Kanes at? We need 3 Stacks ASAP, and bring Masta Ace back Because half of these rappers have brain damage All the lean rappin', face tats, syruped out like tree sap I don't hate trap, and I don't wanna seem mad But in fact, where the old me at? the same cat that would take that Feedback and aim back, I need that But I think it's inevitable They know what button to press or what lever to pull To get me the snap though lil' bitch And if I paid attention I'd probably makin' it big But you've been takin' the dicks In the fuckin' back, ho get it? On the brink, any minute Got me thinkin' of finishin' everything With acetaminophen then reapin' the benefits I'ma sleep at the wheel again As I peak into thinkin' about an evil intent Of another beat, I'ma kill again 'Cause even if I gotta end up eatin' a pill again Even ketamine or methamphetamine With the minithin, it better be at least 70 to 300 milligram And I might as well 'cause I'ma end up bein' a villain again Levels to this shit I got an elevator You could never say to me I'm not a fuckin' record breaker I sound like a broken record every time I break a record Nobody could ever take away the legacy I made, I never cater Motherfucker now I got a right to be this way I got spite inside my DNA But I wrote 'til the wheels fall off, I'm workin' tirelessly, ayy It's the moment y'all been waitin' for Like California wishin' rain would pour And that drought y'all have been prayin' for My downfall from the 8 Mile to the Southpaw Still the same Marshall that outlaw That they say is a writer might've fell off But back on that bull like the cowboys So y'all gotta move yeah, y'all gotta move yeah, y'all gotta move Give me some room, give me some room, give me the juice Hop out the coupe, hop out the coupe, how 'bout I shoot? Y'all gotta move, y'all gotta move, give me the juice The easy, fast & fun way to learn how to sing 117 fans Written by Gary Lucas, Jahaan Sweet, Marshall Mathers, Matthew Samuels, Ray Illya Fraser Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group, Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd., RESERVOIR MEDIA MANAGEMENT INC Lyrics Licensed & Provided by LyricFind Terjemahan lirik lagu Lucky You yang dibawakan oleh Eminem dan Joyner Lucas ini berisi tentang kemuakan sang pembawa lagu terhadap kultur musik rap yang sudah mulai di dominasi oleh musik rap mumble, disstrack ini termasuk kedalam Album Eminem yang berjudul Kamikaze. Terjemahan Lirik Lagu Eminem - Lucky You ft. Joyner Lucas [Joyner Lucas] Woah, Joyner, Joyner, yeah, yeah, yeah Woah, Joyner, Joyner, yeah, yeah, yeah Yeah, I done did a lot of things in my day, I admit it Yeah, saya selesai melakukan banyak hal di hari saya, saya mengakuinya I don't take back what I say, if I said it then I meant it Saya tidak menarik apapun yang telah saya katakan, jika saya katakan begitu maka artinya begitu All my life I want a Grammy but I'll prolly never get it Seluruh hidupku aku ingin piala Grammy tapi mungkin tidak akan pernah kudapatkan I ain't never had no trophy or no motherfuckin' ribbon Aku tidak pernah punya trofi atau lencana sialan Fuck the system, I'm that nigga, bend the law, cut the rules Persetan dengan sistem, itulah saya, tekuk hukum, potong aturannya I'm about to risk it all, I ain't got too much to lose Saya akan mengambil resiko, saya tidak rugi Y'all been eatin' long enough, it's my turn to cut the food Kalian semua makan cukup banyak, ini saatnya saya memotong makanan Pass the plate! Where my drink? This my day, lucky you Melewati piring-piring! mana minumanku? ini hari ku, beruntung kamu Fuck you too, woah! Persetan kamu, woah! Y'all gotta move, y'all gotta move, y'all gotta move Kalian semua harus bergerak, kalian semua harus bergerak, kalian semua harus bergerak Give me some room, give me some room, give me the juice Beri saya ruang, beri saya ruang, beri saya jus Hop out the coupe, hop out the coupe, how bout I shoot? Melompat keluar dari atap mobil, lompat keluar atap mobil, bagaimana jika saya tembak? Y'all gotta move, y'all gotta move, give me the juice Kalian semua harus bergerak, kalian semua harus bergerak, beri saya jus Back on my bullshit, my back to the wall Kembali ke bualanku, punggungku bersandar ke dinding Turn my back on you all and you're finished Jika saya membalikan punggung kepada kalian semua, kalian semua selesai Back to these bullets, it's back to the job kembali ke peluru ini, ini kembali ke pekerjaan Pull my MAC out and all of you runnin' Kutarik pistol mesin keluar, kalian semua berlarian Back on my hood shit, it's back to the pushin' Kembali ke wilayah sialanku, ini kembali mendorong These packs and I'm actually pumpin' Kawanan ini dan saya sebenarnya sedang memompa Can't fuck with you rappers, you practically suckin' Tidak bisa berurusan dengan rapper sepertimu, praktis kamu menyebalkan You might've went platinum, but that don't mean nothin' Mungkin kamu telah mendapatkan Platinum, namun itu tidak berarti I'm actually buzzin' this time Saat ini sebenarnya saya sedang berdengung Straight out the kitchen, I told them the oven is mine Langsung menuju dapur, saya katakan kepada mereka oven itu milikku I do not fuck with you guys Saya sedang tidak bercanda denganmu saat ini If I don't care you just know that you gonna suffer this time Jika saya tidak peduli, ketahuilah kamu akan menderita saat ini I ain't no gangster but I got some bangers Saya bukan seorang gangster tapi saya seorang perampok Some chains and some blades in and a couple of knives Beberapa kalung dan beberapa pedang didalam dan dua buah pisau Choppers and jammies, a partridge in a pear tree Pentungan dan piyama, seekor burung partridge di pohon pir My twelve days of Christmas was nothin' but lies 12 hari Natalku bukan apa-apa melainkan hanya sebuah kebohongan Why don't you holla like a sumo sumo kenapa kamu tidak bersorak seperti seorang sumo sumo They say I talk like a chulo chulo Mereka bilang saya berbicara seperti seekor anjing chulo anjing chulo I live in Mars, I'm not Bruno Saya tinggal di Mars, tapi bukan Bruno Bitch I'm a dog, call me Cujo Jalang saya seorang anjing, panggil saya Cujo You play your cards, I reverse on you all Kamu mainkan kartumu, saya balikan semuanya kepadamu And I might just drop four like an Uno Dan saya mungkin hanya mengeluarkan kartu empat seperti Uno Cállate boca mejor, maricón, little puto, and all of you culo Diam lebih baik, homo, sedikit sialan, dan kalian semua keledai They've invented a level off in the ghetto to ghetto Mereka telah menemukan level dari suatu golongan ke golongan lainnya Lookin' for something that prolly can never find out Mencari sesuatu yang mungkin tidak akan pernah ditemukan Shake irrelevant and tell 'em to beef right now Menggoyang tidak relevan dan memberitahu mereka keadaan saat ini What you would nigga? You really want me tied down Apa yang kamu mau? kamu sangat ingin melihat saya jatuh terikat I've been alone and I never needed nobody Saya sendiri dan saya tidak pernah membutuhkan orang lain Just only me and my shotty, I'll tell these niggas to lie down Hanya saya dan senjata saya, saya akan memerintahkan mereka untuk tunduk Keep all of the money, I never wanted the lifestyle Simpan semua uang, saya tidak pernah mengincar gaya hidup I just pray to God that my son'll be alright now Saya hanya berdoa kepada tuhan untuk meminta anak saya baik-baik saja saat ini I said ain't no love for the other side Saya katakan tidak ada belas kasihan untuk sisi lain Or anyone who ever want smoke Joyner Atau siapapun yang ingin rokok Joyner When I die I'm goin' out as the underdog who never lost hope Ketika saya mati, saya akan hidup kembali sebagai anjing hitam yang tidak pernah hilang harapan You in the wrong cab down the wrong path Kamu didalam taksi yang salah dan arah yang salah Nigga wrong way, the wrong road Jalur yang salah, jalan yang salah Snakes in the grass tryna slither fast Ular meluncur cepat di rumput I just bought a fuckin' lawn mower Saya baru saja membeli mesin pemotong rumput sialan [Eminem] I have said a lotta things in my day Saya telah berkata banyak hal di hari saya I admit it, this is payback in a way Saya mengakuinya, ini adalah imbalan balik dalam perjalanan I regret it that I did it Saya menyesal saya telah melakukannya I done won a couple Grammys but I sold my soul to get 'em Saya telah memenangkan dua piala Grammy namun saya mengadaikan jiwa saya untuk mendapatkannya Wasn't in it for the trophies, just the fuckin' recognition Bukan untuk trofi, hanya untuk pertanggung jawaban sialan Fuck's the difference? Persetan dengan perbedaan? I'm that cracker! Itulah saya sang pemberontak Bend the law Menekuk hukum Fuck the rules Persetan dengan aturannya Man I used to risk it all Saya mengambil semua resiko-nya Now I got too much to lose Sekarang saya sudah rugi terlalu banyak I been eating long enough Saya telah makan cukup banyak Man my stomach should be full Seharusnya perutku sudah terisi penuh I just ate, lick the plate, my buffet Saya hanya makan, menjilati piring, prasmanan ku Lucky me Beruntungnya aku Fuck you think? woo! Persetan apa kau pikir! woo! I got a couple of mansions Saya punya dua rumah istana Still I don't have any manners Tetap saya tidak mempunyai tata krama You got a couple of ghost writers Kamu mempunyai dua penulis bocah But to these kids it don't actually matter Tapi sebenarnya bocah itu tidak terlalu berarti They're askin' me, "What the fuck happened to hip-hop?" Mereka bertanya padaku, "Apa yang telah terjadi di hip-hop?" I said, "I don't have any answers." Saya katakan "Saya tidak punya jawaban" 'Cause I took an L when I dropped my last album Karena saya mendapat kerugian saat merilis album belakangan ini It hurt me like hell but I'm back on these rappers Itu membuatku sakit tapi aku kembali untuk rapper-rapper itu And actually comin' from humble beginnings Dan sebenarnya berasal dari awal yang sederhana I'm somewhat uncomfortable winning Saya agak tidak nyaman menang I wish I could say "What a wonderful feeling!" Saya berharap saya bisa mengatakan "Sungguh perasaan yang menakjubkan" We're on the upswing like we're punchin' the ceiling Kita naik seperti kita meninju atap langit But nothin' is stealing like anyone has any fuckin' ability Tapi tidak ada yang mencuri seperti ada yang punya kemampuan sialan To even stick to a subject, it's killin' me, the inability to pin humility Bahkan untuk tetap berpegang pada subjek, itu membunuhku, ketidakmampuan untuk menunjukan kerendahan hati Hatata batata, why don't we make a bunch of fuckin' Hatata batata, kenapa kita tidak membuat banyak saja Songs about nothin' and mumble! Lagu sampah tidak ada artinya dan seperi berkumur-kumur And fuck it, I'm goin' for the jugular Dan persetan itu, saya akan mencekik lehernya Shit is a circus, you clowns that are comin' up Ini adalah sirkus sialan, kamu adalah badut yang muncul Don't give an ounce of a motherfuck jangan beri sedikit pun keparat itu About the ones that were here before you to make raps, it's recap Sesuatu tentang orang-orang yang ada disini sebelum anda membuat rap, ini pengulangan Way back, MC's that recap and tape decks Jauh mundur kebelakang, kaset dan pengulangan MC ADAT's with the G raps and Kane's hat ADAT dengan rap G dan topi Kane We need 3 stacks ASAP, and bring Masta Ace back Kami membutuhkan 3 tumpukan CEPAT, dan bawa Masta Ace kembali Because half of these rappers have brain damage Karena setengah dari rapper-rapper itu mengalami gegar otak All the lean rappin', face tats, syruped out like tree sap Semua orang kurus itu ngerap, wajah bertatto, seperti getah pada pohon I don't hate trap, and I don't wanna seem mad Aku tidak benci jebakan. dan aku tidak ingin terlihat gila But in fact with a old-me at the same cat that would take that Tapi pada faktanya dengan tua-nya saya pada kucing yang sama yang akan mengambil itu Feedback and aim back, I need that Umpan balik dan mengarahkan balik. saya membutuhkan itu But I think it's inevitable Tapi saya pikir itu tidak bisa dihindari They all got button to press or a lever to pull Mereka semua punya tombol untuk menekan atau tuas untuk menarik They give me the snap though lil' bitch Mereka memberi saya tamparan dasar pelacur bocah And if I paid attention I'd probably makin' it big Dan jika saya berikan perhatian kemungkinan ini semua menjadi besar But you've been takin' the dicks in the fuckin' back, ho get it? Tetapi anda telah mengambil umpan dibelakan, ho mengerti? On the brink in a minute Diambang sebentar Got me thinkin' of finishin' everything Membuatku berpikir untuk menyelesaikan semuanya With acetaminophen then reapin' the benefits Dengan acetaminophen kemudian menuai manfaatnya I'ma sleep at the wheel again Saya tidur dibelakang kemudi lagi As I peak into thinkin' about an evil intent Ketika saya mulai memikirkan tentang niat jahat Of another beat 'em and kill again Menghajarnya dari belakang dan membunuhnya lagi 'Cause even if I gotta end up eatin' a pill again Karena bahkan jika aku harus memakan pil lagi Even ketamine or methamphetamine with the Manidon Bahkan ketamine ata methamphetamine dengan Manidon It better be at least 70 to 300 milligram Lebih baik setidaknya 70 sampai 300 miligram And I might as well 'cause I'ma end up bein' a villain again Dan mungkin saya sepertinya berakhir sebagai seorang penjahat lagi Levels to this shit, I got an elevator Tingkatan ke tingkatan sialan ini, saya mendapatkan elevator You could never say to me I'm not a fuckin' record breaker Anda tidak akan pernah bisa mengatakan saya buka seorang pemecah rekor sialan I sound like a broken record every time I break a record Saya terdengar seperti memecahkan rekor setiap kali saya memecahkan rekor Nobody could ever take away the legacy, I made a navigator Tidak ada yang bisa merebut peninggalanku, saya membuat arah dan alur Motherfucker never got a right to be this way Keparat tidak pernah mempunyai hak menjadi seperti ini I got spite inside my DNA Saya mempunyai dendam didalam DNA saya But I work 'til the wheels fall off, I'm workin' tirelessly, ayy Tapi saya bekerja sampai roda anjlok, saya bekerja tanpa lelah, ayy It's the moment y'all been waitin' for Ini adalah momen yang kalian semua tunggu Like California wishin' rain would pour Seperti California mengharapkan sebuah hujan turun And that drought y'all have been prayin' for Dan berhentinya kekeringan yang kalian semua telah minta dalam doa My downfall from the 8 Mile to the Southpaw Kejatuhanku dari 8 mile sampai Southpaw Still the same Marshall that outlaw Tetap Marshall yang sama, yang tidak mengenal aturan hukum That they say is a writer might've fell off Yang mereka katakan sebagai penulis yang mungkin telah tumbang But back on that bull like the cowboys Tapi kembali kepada banteng itu seperi koboi [Joyner Lucas] Y'all gotta move, y'all gotta move, y'all gotta move Kalian semua harus bergerak, kalian semua harus bergerak, kalian semua harus bergerak Give me some room, give me some room, give me the juice Beri saya ruang, beri saya ruang, beri saya jus Hop out the coupe, hop out the coupe, how bout I shoot? Melompat keluar dari atap mobil, lompat keluar atap mobil, bagaimana jika saya tembak? Y'all gotta move, y'all gotta move, give me the juice Kalian semua harus bergerak, kalian semua harus bergerak, beri saya jus Sorte SuaWoahJoyner, JoynerSim, sim, simSimFiz muitas coisas na minha épocaEu admito, não volto atrás no que eu disseSe eu disse, é porque tive a intençãoEu quis um Grammy a minha vida todaMas eu provavelmente nunca irei ganharNunca ganhei um troféu ou uma droga de homenagemDane-se o sistema, eu sou esse tipo de caraBurlo as leis, quebro as regrasEstou prestes a arriscar tudoNão tenho muito a perderVocê tem se alimentado há muito tempoÉ minha hora de cortar a comidaMe passe o pratoCadê minha bebida?Este é meu diaSorte suaDane-se você também, woah!Vocês todos têm que se mexer, todos têm que se mexerVocês todos têm que se mexerMe dê espaço, me dê espaço, me respeiteSuba no cupê, suba no cupê, que tal eu atirar?Vocês todos têm que se mexer, todos têm que se mexerMe respeiteDe volta àquela merda, minhas costas contra a paredeMe volto contra você e você está acabadoVoltar a essas balas, é voltar ao trabalhoAjeito minha MAC e todos vocês fogemVoltar ao meu bairro de merda, é voltar ao castigoEsses pacotes e eu estou realmente bombandoNão dá pra ferrar com seu rap, está praticamente uma drogaVocê pode ter ganhado platina, mas não significa nadaEstou realmente ansioso dessa vezDireto para cozinha, disse a eles que o fogão é meuEu não ferro com vocês, carasSe não me importo contigo saiba que você sofrerá dessa vezNão sou nenhum gangster, mas faço um estrondoCom algumas correntes e lâminas, e um par de facasArmas e sorte, uma perdiz em uma árvore de pêraMeus doze dias de Natal não foram nada além de mentirasPor que não aparece como um lutador de sumô? SumôEles dizem que eu falo como um zé ninguémEu vivo em Marte, não sou o Bruno [Mars]Vadia, eu sou um cão, me chame de CujoVocê joga suas cartas, eu viro o jogo em todos vocêsE eu ainda posso jogar um "quatro" como no UnoCale a boca seus fracotes, putos, todos vocês idiotasEles inventaram um novo nível de quebrada para quebradaProcurando por algo que talvez nunca possam encontrarAgite, irrelevante, e diga a eles para comerem agoraO que você faria, cara? Você realmente me quer presoEstive sozinho, nunca precisei de ninguémSó eu e minha armaEu direi a esses caras para deitarem no chãoFique com a grana toda, nunca quis esse tipo de vidaSó peço a Deus que meu filho esteja bem agoraDigo que não tenho amor pelo outro ladoOu por qualquer um que quis me matarQuando eu morrer, irei embora como o azaradoque nunca perdeu a esperançaVocê está no táxi errado e no caminho erradoCara, caminho errado, estrada erradaCobras na grama, tentando deslizar rápidoAcabei de comprar um aparadorEu disse muitas coisas na minha épocaEu admito, isso é o troco de alguma formaEu me arrependo de ter feito issoGanhei alguns Grammys, mas vendi minha alma por elesNão era pelo troféu, mas pelo reconhecimentoQual é a porra da diferença?Sou esse branqueloBurlo as leisDane-se as regrasCara, eu costumava a arriscar tudoAgora tenho muito a perderTenho me alimentado bastanteCara, meu estômago deve estar cheioAcabei de comer, lamber o prato, meu banqueteSorte minhaVocê acha que é dane-se? woo!Tenho algumas mansões, mas ainda não tenho etiquetasVocê tem alguns escritores fantasmasMas para essas crianças, isso meio que não importaEles me perguntam "O que aconteceu com o hip-hop? "Eu digo "Não tenho respostas"Porque eu ganhei um 0 quando lancei meu último álbumMe machucou demais, mas estou de volta nesses rappersE vindo, na verdade, de origens humildesDe alguma forma fico desconfortável com vitóriasGostaria de poder dizer "que sentimento maravilhoso"Estamos em ascensãocomo se estivéssemos batendo no tetoMas nada é roubado, como se ninguém tivesse capacidadeDe ao menos ficar em um assunto, isso está me matandoA incapacidade de fixar a humildadeHatata batata"Por que não fazemos um monte de músicas sobre nadaE enrolamos? ", e dane-seVou direto na jugularEsta merda é um circo, esses palhaços que estão surgindoNão fale um pingo sobre um filho da mãeQue estava aqui antes de você fazer rapÉ resumirLá atrás, os MC's queRecapitulando, gravavam fitasOito arquivos com os raps em Sol eO Kane está tipo, precisamos de três pilhasRápido, e traga o Masta Ace de voltaPorque metade desses rappers têm problema no cérebroTodos essas rimas fracas, caras tatuadasmelou como sêmemEu não odeio a parada, e não quero parecer bravo, masÉ de fato como o antigo eu, que levaria esseFeedback e atiraria nele, preciso dissoMas acho que é inevitávelTodos têm um botão para pressionarou uma alavanca para puxarIsso me dá o estalo pelo menos vadiazinhaSe eu prestasse atenção, provavelmente tornaria isso maiorMas você tem aceitado os pausNa mordaça, vadia entendeu?Em um piscar de minutoMe fez pensar em acabar com tudoCom paracetamol, e depois, colher os benefíciosEstou dormindo no volante de novoEnquanto eu começo a pensar sobre uma intenção malignaDe outra batida e um assassinato novamentePorque mesmo que eu acabe tomando uma pílula de novoAté mesmo de cetamina ou metanfetaminaCom o Manidon, melhor que seja pelo menos de 70 a 300mgE talvez eu tome porque vou acabar sendo o vilão de novoDe níveis para essa merda, eu tenho um elevadorNunca poderia me dizer que não sou um disco quebradoSoo como um disco quebrado toda vez que quebro um discoNinguém nunca pode tirar o legado, fiz um carro enormeO filho da mãe nunca teve o direito de ser assimEu tenho rancor dentro do meu DNAMas eu trabalho até despencar, trabalho incansavelmenteÉ o momento que vocês todos estão esperandoComo a Califórnia esperando por uma chuvaE aquela seca pela qual vocês têm oradoA minha queda de "8 Mile" ao "Nocaute"Ainda sou o mesmo Marshall, o fora da leiQue eles dizem que é um escritor que desandouMas estou de volta ao touro como um cowboyEntão vocês todos têm que se mexer simVocês todos têm que se mexer simVocês todos têm que se mexerMe dê espaço, me dê espaço, me respeiteSuba no cupê, suba no cupê, que tal eu atirar?Vocês todos têm que se mexer, todos têm que se mexerMe respeiteLucky You Feat. Joyner LucasWoahJoyner, JoynerYeah, yeah, yeahYeahI done did a lot of things in my dayI admit it, I don't take back what I sayIf I said it, then I meant itAll my life I want a GrammyBut I'll prolly never get itI ain't never had no trophy or no motherfuckin' ribbonFuck the system, I'm that niggaBend the law, cut the rulesI'm about to risk it allI ain't got too much to loseY'all been eating long enoughIt's my turn to cut the foodPass the plateWhere my drink?This my dayLucky youFuck you too, woah!Y'all gotta move, y'all gotta movey'all gotta moveGive me some room, give me some room, give me the juiceHop out the coupe, hop out the coupe, how 'bout I shoot?Y'all gotta move, y'all gotta movegive me the juiceBack on my bullshit, my back to the wallTurn my back on you all and you're finishedBack to these bullets, it's back to the jobPut my MAC on and all of you runnin'Back on my hood shit, it's back to the pushingThese packs and I'm actually pumpin'Can't fuck what you rapping, you practically suckin'You might've went platinum, but that don't mean nothin'I'm actually buzzin' this timeStraight out the kitchen, I told them the oven is mineI do not fuck with you guysIf I don't care you just know that you gonna suffer this timeI ain't no gangster but I got some bangingSome chains and some blades in, and a couple of knivesChoppers and jammies, a partridge in a pear treeMy twelve days of Christmas was nothing but liesWhy don't you holla like a sumo sumoThey say I talk like a chuloI live in Mars, I'm not BrunoBitch, I'm a dog call me CujoYou play your cards, I reverse on you allAnd I might just drop four like an UnoCállate boca mejor, maricón, liltle puto, and all of you culoThey've invented a level off in the ghetto to ghettolookin' for something that prolly can never find outShake irrelevant and tell 'em to beef right nowWhat you would nigga? You really want me tied downI've been alone, I never needed nobodyJust only me and my shottyI'll tell these niggas to lie downKeep all of the money I never wanted the lifestyleI just pray to God that my son be alright nowI said ain't no love for the other sideor anyone who ever want smokeWhen I die I'm going out as the underdogwho never lost hopeYou in the wrong cab down the wrong pathNigga wrong way, wrong roadSnakes in the grass, tryna slither fastI just bought a fuckin' lawn mowerI have said a lotta things in my dayI admit it, this is payback in a wayI regret it that I did itI done won a couple Grammys but I sold my soul to get 'emWasn't in it for the trophies, just the fuckin' recognitionFuck's the difference?I'm that cracker!Bend the lawFuck the rulesMan I used to risk it allNow I got too much to loseI been eating long enoughMan my stomach should be fullI just ate, lick the plate, my buffetLucky meFuck you think? woo!I got a couple of mansions, still I don't have any mannersYou got a couple of ghost writersbut to these kids it don't actually matterThey're asking me "What the fuck happened to hip-hop? "I said "I don't have any answers"'Cause I took an L when I dropped my last albumit hurt me like hell but I'm back on these rappersAnd actually coming from humble beginningsI'm somewhat of uncomfortable winningI wish I could say "what a wonderful feeling"We're on the upswinglike we're punching the ceilingBut nothing is stealing, like anyone has any fucking abilityTo even stick to a subject, it's killing methe inability to pin humilityHatata batata"Why don't we make a bunch of fuckin' songs about nothin'And mumble", and fuck itI'm goin' for the jugularShit is a circus, you clowns that are comin' upDon't give an ounce of a motherfuckAbout the ones that were here before you to make rapsit's recapWay back, MC's thatRecap, and tape decksEight DATs with the G raps andKane's at, we need three stacksASAP, and bring lap Masta Ace backBecause half of these rappers have brain damageAll the lean rappin', face tatssyruped out like tree sapI don't hate trap, and I don't wanna seem mad but in factWith a old-me at the same cat that would take thatFeedback and aim back, I need thatBut I think it's inevitableThey all got button to pressor a lever to pullIt gives me the snap though little bitchAnd if I paid attention I'd probably makin' it bigBut you've been taking the dicksOn the fuckin' gag, hoe get it?On the brink in a minuteGot me thinkin' of finishin' everythingWith acetaminophen then reapin' the benefitsI'ma sleep at the wheel againAs I peak into thinking about an evil intentOf another beat 'em and kill again'Cause even if I gotta end up eating a pill againEven ketamine or methamphetamineWith the Manidon, it better be at least 70 to 300mgAnd I might as well 'cause I'ma end up being a villain againLevels to this shit I got an elevatorYou could never say to me I'm not a fuckin' record breakerI sound like a broken record every time I break a recordNobody could ever take away the legacy, I made a navigatorMotherfucker never got a right to be this wayI got spite inside my DNABut I work 'til the wheels fall off, I'm workin' tirelessly, ayeIt's the moment y'all been waiting forLike California wishin' rain'd pourAnd that drought y'all have been praying forMy downfall from the 8 Mile to the SouthpawStill the same Marshall that outlawThat they say is a writer might've fell offBut back on that bull like the cowboysSo y'all gotta move yeahy'all gotta move yeahy'all gotta moveGive me some room, give me some room, give me the juiceHop out the coupe, hop out the coupe, how 'bout I shoot?Y'all gotta move, y'all gotta movegive me the juice

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