The Adventures Of Moon Man & Slim Shady (Explicit) - Kid Cudi/Eminem

Lyrics by：Luis Resto/Scott Mescudi/Marshall Mathers/Julian Gramma/Oladipo Omishore

Composed by：Luis Resto/Scott Mescudi/Marshall Mathers/Julian Gramma/Oladipo Omishore

Kid Cudi：

Yep

Aww

Yep

Mmm-aww

Uh-huh

Yeah n***a

Yeah it's been a minute but I'm back in it

Uh

Y'all ain't dealing with the same boy

No

Got a little trippy then I transitioned

Yeah

New attitude mixed with that pure raw

Aw

The night game your girl called

She like "Do me baby down to get busy busy"

Yes

No dice chill whoadie

No

In life feeling dizzy

Oh having visions of the city and I go to war

See me in the day through the late night

Night

Tell 'em it's the charm I'm in freeze mode

To the gods can't stop a hero when he in flight

Flight

I'm swimming in the light right

Go and get you some go and show 'em something this a new thang

Yeah I let my nuts hang

Yeah

Knock your top off with LeBron or Dwyane Wade

Yeah

Aww lift off

Can't stunt a n***a growth better get gone move along

Uh

You don't wanna trip wanna get it on

Uh

You don't wanna act don't get me wrong

Nah

They don't listen to the words in the song

Uh-huh

We ain't gotta tell 'em we just getting ready

Yeah

See 'em fronting we ain't kidding

If you want it you can get it

Members of the rage come and get you some

Next step's out the jet from the lean back

Running 'round the world and we ain't packed

Hit 'em vroom vroom leave 'em stuck oh you seen that

I'm chillin' where the team at

See a black Benz pull up with some jawns yeah I need that

So crazy can't believe it

No cams d**n no filming at all real n***a facts

Come on

Years ago rehab

All good helped me figure out another plan

It got bad so bad

Nah I ain't f**king love that man

Then I hopped out in a new zone with my Louis bag

True story take you through the dark and the light

Yeah

Godson got through new

Back up in the world it's the day in the life

Cud

Hit the blunt and get it

Dude

Raised bars

Uh

Same song we did it

Yeah

Hot sauce pour it on all jams explicit

Carry on smoke strong got your mama down with it

Come on

And the game f**kin' needed something dirty raw

Tell them this the law and we w**ded

Uh

Eminem：

So if it's God you believe in

Yeah

Bob your head and just nod in agreement

Yeah

They say time's undefeated

I'ma be the first one who can beat it

Yeah

I had hoop dreams now I shoot threes

What

Got a lil' green

Yeah

But I don't do w**d

Nope

Purp nor lean

Nah

That's Tunechi

Yeah

That's New Orleans

What

F**k Drew Brees

Yeah

Snoop D-O-double

Uh

That's two G's

Yup

I probably spent on paper ooh-wee

Since Tuesday probably killed a few trees

Yeah

But the only ones I smoke are the loose leaf

Not high but I'm your highness

What

And secretly you're on my d**k

Hah

But you haters are butthurt

Ow

Bunch of sore hind-ends

Ow

I was just a poor white kid

Yeah

Now if rap was B-ball I'd be Jordan-like b***h

What

You wish you could score like this

Nah

Yeah

Not even at half court I'd miss

Nah

I'm mouthwash 'cause if I was on the floor I'd swish

Fluoride fluoride swish

But I cannot lie

Nah

I got you in my top five

Worst rappers of all time

Hah

I lost my spot y'all got Alzheim'

Uh

King of rap Nah their words not mine

Yeah

King of swear words and not lying

Yeah

You should never compare yours

Nope

A toll-free number

Yeah

Only way you'll ever have a hot line

F**k's going on man

Yeah

Bunch of half-wits up in office

What

Half of us walking around like a zombie apocalypse

Other half are just pissed off and

Yeah

Don't wanna wear a mask and they're just scoffing

And that's how you end up catching the s**t off 'em

I just used the same basket as you shopping

Now I'm in a f**kin' casket from you coughin'

D**n

Always stay ahead of haters let 'em hate

But never let a traitor penetrate your circle

Separate yourself from those who try to pull you down

The real ones never stray it's sort of like Medusa

Yeah

That's how you stay ahead of snakes

Woo

Emcees pull out gats I don't give a f**k how strapped

You're gonna out-rap me I doubt that

Please b***h I'm a house rat

These raps are 'bout that cheese like mousetraps

Earthlings I adapt to 'em

Certain things I don't want to do but have to in

Order to just act human

Like using a bathroom and vacuuming

Yeah

Rapping in the booth in a triple fat goose hazmat suit

Bubble wrap and a mask too and

I don't think that's what they meant by trap music

Nah

Running through ink like I'm tattooing

Yeah

This is music to be murdered by you love

Turn the volume up I am fired up like a blunt

Bread is long like an Italian sub I am d**gs

That is probably why your opinion of me's high as f**k

And it's nonstop fury

Yeah

'Cause I ain't holding 'em up like an armed robbery

Nah

And God's my jury so when I die I'm not worried

Nah

Prayers to George Floyd and Ahmaud Arbery

Yeah

How the f**k is it that so many cops are dirty

Huh

Stop man please officer I'm sorry

But I can't breathe when I got you on top of me

Your godd**n knee's on my carotid artery

F**k

Kid Cudi：

The adventures of Moon Man&Slim

Ah

Yes who want it with them

The trilogy continues

Serving n***as yes see what's on the menu

Yeah

Watch 'em panic hot d**nit

Let's get it baby

Hope you f**kers understand it

The realer for you n***as

Come and get these scriptures

Yeah

Rap God

Uh

Rager