[Intro: Kid Cudi] Yep Yep Uh-huh Yeah, nigga [Verse 1: Kid Cudi] Yeah, it's been a minute, but I'm back in it Y'all ain't dealing with the same boy Got a little trippy, then I transitioned New attitude mixed with that pure raw The night game, your girl called She like, "Do me, baby, down to get busy, busy?" No dice, chill, whoadie In life, feeling dizzy Oh, having visions of the city and I go to war See me in the day through the late night Tell 'em it's the charm, I'm in freeze mode To the gods, can't stop a hero when he in 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 Knock your top off with LeBron or Dwyane Wade Aww, lift off Can't stunt a nigga growth, better get gone, move along You don't wanna trip, wanna get it on You don't wanna act, don't get me wrong They don't listen to the words in the song We ain't gotta tell 'em, we just getting ready 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, damn, no filming at all, real nigga facts Years ago, rehab All good, helped me figure out another plan It got bad, so bad Nah, I ain't fucking 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 Godson, got through new Back up in the world, it's the day in the life Hit the blunt and get it Raised bars, same song, we did it Hot sauce, pour it on all jams, explicit Carry on, smoke strong, got your mama down with it And the game fuckin' needed something dirty raw Tell them this the law and we weeded [Verse 2: Eminem] So if it's God you believe in Bob your head and just nod in agreement They say time's undefeated I'ma be the first one who can beat it I had hoop dreams, now I shoot threes Got a lil' green, but I don't do weed Purp nor lean, that's Tunechi That's New Orleans, fuck Drew Brees Snoop D-O-double, that's two G's I probably spent on paper, ooh-wee Since Tuesday, probably killed a few trees But the only ones I smoke are the loose leaf Not high, but I'm your highness And secretly, you're on my dick But you haters are butthurt, bunch of sore hind-ends I was just a poor white kid Now if rap was B-ball, I'd be Jordan-like, bitch You wish you could score like this, yeah Not even at half court, I'd miss I'm mouthwash, 'cause if I was on the floor, I'd swish But I cannot lie I got you in my top five Worst rappers of all time I lost my spot, y'all got Alzheim' King of rap? Nah, their words, not mine King of swear words and not lying You should never compare yours A toll-free number, only way you'll ever have a hot line Fuck's going on, man? Bunch of half-wits up in office Half of us walking around like a zombie apocalypse Other half are just pissed off and Don't wanna wear a mask and they're just scoffing And that's how you end up catching the shit off 'em I just used the same basket as you shopping Now I'm in a fuckin' casket from you coughin' 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 That's how you stay ahead of snakes Emcees pull out gats, I don't give a fuck how strapped You're gonna out-rap me? I doubt that Please, bitch, 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 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 Running through ink like I'm tattooing 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 drugs That is probably why your opinion of me's high as fuck And it's nonstop fury 'Cause I ain't holding 'em up like an armed robbery And God's my jury, so when I die, I'm not worried Prayers to George Floyd and Ahmaud Arbery How the fuck is it that so many cops are dirty? Stop, man, please, officer, I'm sorry But I can't breathe when I got you on top of me Your goddamn knee's on my carotid artery [Outro: Kid Cudi] The adventures of Moon Man & Slim Yes, who want it with them? The trilogy continues Serving niggas, yes, see what's on the menu Watch 'em panic, hot damnit Hope you fuckers understand it The realer for you niggas Come and get these scriptures Rap God Rager
New day but I’m feeling fucking old school Like I’ve been doing this for a whole minute You say I’m a villain who thinks he’s so cool Touché, okay well I’ll admit it What’s next though? I need another episode, and some excitement please 2020 supposed to be my year Self Righteously This mic and me Kinda have a weird relationship I give it my all, and it just makes me trip Over my self Plus everything else So I’m finna slip the belt out the loop Leave a whelp On this muse Go and tell Get a clue In the hell They’ll say who And I’ll be like, me bitch It’s no secret But you can keep it Like cool and calm Most of these cats are pussies I’m a fooling Tom It ain’t over til it is Fuck your face, I’ll fucking break it, take it, and tape it Rape it while naked like bacon I was thinking of making some anyway Bout time you awakened the renegade Got more drive then an interstate
Even if it's not the most accurate, it's still pretty damn fire, keep up the work fam
Great remake in no time, well done man 🤙🏼
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The Eminem boss battle has begun.
underrated comment
Thank you.
underated
Yeah, Epic Strings, Final Boss Stage
Best remake I've heard so far great job
[Intro: Kid Cudi]
Yep
Yep
Uh-huh
Yeah, nigga
[Verse 1: Kid Cudi]
Yeah, it's been a minute, but I'm back in it
Y'all ain't dealing with the same boy
Got a little trippy, then I transitioned
New attitude mixed with that pure raw
The night game, your girl called
She like, "Do me, baby, down to get busy, busy?"
No dice, chill, whoadie
In life, feeling dizzy
Oh, having visions of the city and I go to war
See me in the day through the late night
Tell 'em it's the charm, I'm in freeze mode
To the gods, can't stop a hero when he in 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
Knock your top off with LeBron or Dwyane Wade
Aww, lift off
Can't stunt a nigga growth, better get gone, move along
You don't wanna trip, wanna get it on
You don't wanna act, don't get me wrong
They don't listen to the words in the song
We ain't gotta tell 'em, we just getting ready
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, damn, no filming at all, real nigga facts
Years ago, rehab
All good, helped me figure out another plan
It got bad, so bad
Nah, I ain't fucking 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
Godson, got through new
Back up in the world, it's the day in the life
Hit the blunt and get it
Raised bars, same song, we did it
Hot sauce, pour it on all jams, explicit
Carry on, smoke strong, got your mama down with it
And the game fuckin' needed something dirty raw
Tell them this the law and we weeded
[Verse 2: Eminem]
So if it's God you believe in
Bob your head and just nod in agreement
They say time's undefeated
I'ma be the first one who can beat it
I had hoop dreams, now I shoot threes
Got a lil' green, but I don't do weed
Purp nor lean, that's Tunechi
That's New Orleans, fuck Drew Brees
Snoop D-O-double, that's two G's
I probably spent on paper, ooh-wee
Since Tuesday, probably killed a few trees
But the only ones I smoke are the loose leaf
Not high, but I'm your highness
And secretly, you're on my dick
But you haters are butthurt, bunch of sore hind-ends
I was just a poor white kid
Now if rap was B-ball, I'd be Jordan-like, bitch
You wish you could score like this, yeah
Not even at half court, I'd miss
I'm mouthwash, 'cause if I was on the floor, I'd swish
But I cannot lie
I got you in my top five
Worst rappers of all time
I lost my spot, y'all got Alzheim'
King of rap? Nah, their words, not mine
King of swear words and not lying
You should never compare yours
A toll-free number, only way you'll ever have a hot line
Fuck's going on, man?
Bunch of half-wits up in office
Half of us walking around like a zombie apocalypse
Other half are just pissed off and
Don't wanna wear a mask and they're just scoffing
And that's how you end up catching the shit off 'em
I just used the same basket as you shopping
Now I'm in a fuckin' casket from you coughin'
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
That's how you stay ahead of snakes
Emcees pull out gats, I don't give a fuck how strapped
You're gonna out-rap me? I doubt that
Please, bitch, 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
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
Running through ink like I'm tattooing
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 drugs
That is probably why your opinion of me's high as fuck
And it's nonstop fury
'Cause I ain't holding 'em up like an armed robbery
And God's my jury, so when I die, I'm not worried
Prayers to George Floyd and Ahmaud Arbery
How the fuck is it that so many cops are dirty?
Stop, man, please, officer, I'm sorry
But I can't breathe when I got you on top of me
Your goddamn knee's on my carotid artery
[Outro: Kid Cudi]
The adventures of Moon Man & Slim
Yes, who want it with them?
The trilogy continues
Serving niggas, yes, see what's on the menu
Watch 'em panic, hot damnit
Hope you fuckers understand it
The realer for you niggas
Come and get these scriptures
Rap God
Rager
You killed it no cappppp
Oh God 😦🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥
Not high, but i'm your highness 🔥
I'm forever grateful
🔥i hope there's Sharp hi hat there
Let's Go!!!!
I love that 🎻 on Ems verse
Thank you sir :)
eventho not close to the original one but this one is 🔥
This is great man but I didn't get the flp,it's been 5 days
Maybe first
blackbear - queen of broken hearts Plz.
1:51
хей, привет. у тебя классные ремейки, хотел спросить, сможешь ли ты сделать инструментал lil peep - spotlight (demo)?
Where can I get the kick 01? Thanks :)
what drum kit did you use?
What do you use to make these?
FL Studio
Hey man you not give me flp
whats the 808 yours is too fast its slow
New day but I’m feeling fucking old school
Like I’ve been doing this for a whole minute
You say I’m a villain who thinks he’s so cool
Touché, okay well I’ll admit it
What’s next though?
I need another episode, and some excitement please
2020 supposed to be my year
Self Righteously
This mic and me
Kinda have a weird relationship
I give it my all, and it just makes me trip
Over my self
Plus everything else
So I’m finna slip the belt out the loop
Leave a whelp
On this muse
Go and tell
Get a clue
In the hell
They’ll say who
And I’ll be like, me bitch
It’s no secret
But you can keep it
Like cool and calm
Most of these cats are pussies
I’m a fooling Tom
It ain’t over til it is
Fuck your face, I’ll fucking break it, take it, and tape it
Rape it while naked like bacon
I was thinking of making some anyway
Bout time you awakened the renegade
Got more drive then an interstate
t falta practica todavia musicalmente
Now gimme some money im first
Give me a flp