Bang (Explicit) - Conway the Machine&Eminem

Conway the Machine

Eminem

专辑:《Bang (Explicit)》

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Bang (Explicit) - Conway the Machine&Eminem 歌词

Bang (Explicit) - Conway the Machine/Eminem

Lyrics by:Demond Price/Thomas Paldino/Eliot Dubock/Marshall Mathers/Luis Resto

Composed by:Demond Price/Thomas Paldino/Eliot Dubock/Marshall Mathers/Luis Resto

Conway the Machine:

Yeah brr

Uh

Brr brr brr

Brr brr brr

Brr brr brr

Brr brr brr

Machine

Brr

It's not a game n***a

Brr brr

It's not a f**kin' game n***a

Brr brr brr

Look look

Ayo I use the Arm and Hammer just to fluff my brick

Say what I wanna say and I don't give a f**k I'm rich

Tuck my fifth don't hesitate to bust my s**t

I tell you n***as like Kyrie suck my d**k

I don't trust a soul I don't even trust my b***h

Before I fall in love I'd rather cut my wrist

I sweat Ace of Spades n***a that's how much I sip

Body a rap n***a quick before the Dutch got twist

Ayo let's roll something the Saudi ring this is not a thing

The chopper make your body lean my n***as body things

Uh I'm with the jackboys I'm with the robbin' team

On my mama I never rocked a pair of Robin jeans

Everything I jot is mean how you gon' stop Machine

My name it probably ring like Los Vegas slot machines

The MAC by my pelvis in my Helmut Lang

The shells'll bang make everything under your helmet hang

Uh the mayo jar was Hellmans when I swirled the 'caine

Then I wrapped the yayo up in cellophane

My shooter got Dame Lillard from the elbow aim

I thought of that while I was courtside at the Melo game

Bricks of off-white I imported some

Whippin' all night until the morning come

Still picture long nights until my porcher come

That's big checks on the side like the Off-White Jordan 1s

Ayo they think this s**t a game this s**t a game

Ayo they think this s**t a game this s**t a game

Ayo they think this s**t a game

Until I pull up let it ring let it ring

Until I pull up let it ring let it ring

Until I pull up let it ring

Ayo they think this s**t a game this s**t a game

Ayo they think this s**t a game this s**t a game

Ayo they think this s**t a game

Until I pull up let it bang let it bang

Until I pull up let it bang let it bang

Until I pull up let it bang

Eminem:

I used to be a man of the people hit the clubs and mingle

Used to dream I'd be f**kin' pink like a flamingo

That was back when I smoked Canibus

Man but it was tough 'cause I was a fan of his

So it sucked to hand him his a*s

But yeah lookin' back on my feud time

Me and Ja Rule almost got cool 'cause we shot pool back in '01

Was it '02 I don't know but something told me f**kin' not to

Then we got stuck in high school I shoved an Oscar up his wazoo

Yeah but I think of the rappers I slayed and buried like every night

In every career I might've killed

Sometimes I say a prayer and I

Wonder is there a heaven for a G

And if so is the sanctuary nice

Studios for rap like Coolio shootin' craps at gangster's paradise

Look here mic there mic everywhere mic share and share alike

But just don't compare alike

Instead of comparin' me pick a fairer fight

Compare me to lightning

That similarity's strikin' compare me to Jaws

Compare me to Manson Marilyn or Charles

Compare me to Nas Biggie or Pac

Do not compare me to that Iggy b***h

Or all this f**kin' Milli Vanilli hip-hop

This is where all that silly f**k stops

Compare me to the pistol that triggered this thought

The semi the Glock 9 millis get ****ed

I'm sendin' a shot don't come around

With them floss raps tryna stunt

Compare me to Meek big wheelies get popped

One by one compare 'em to scabs I'm pickin' 'em off

They're goin' home to f**k Nicki Minaj

Aw compare me to d**kity dose

Yeah I'm hickity-hittin' it raw ha in the trailer park

Told her I played the part like Jaden Sparks

Ate a twat like a tater tot oh s**t

Get the strap like a trainin' bra

Lunchtime like I ate a clock

But Shady's not for the faint of heart

Goin' at these b***hes like Lorraine and Bob if y'all want drama

We can make a scary movie like Marlon Wayans

Y'all lookin' at the charred remains of Charlamagne tha God

Slim whip Westside and Conway are not playin'

I **** back aim and I spray it like "Bang"