Realest (Explicit) - Ez Mil/Eminem

Lyrics by：Luis Resto/Ezekiel "Slashmouth" Miller/Marshall Mathers

Composed by：Luis Resto/Ezekiel "Slashmouth" Miller/Marshall Mathers

Produced by：Ezekiel "Slashmouth" Miller/Eminem

If I was in the Philippines

He'll be like my muh******* Malcolm X to my Martin Luther King

Because he ain't a fightin' to go unnoticed

There's no way I was gonna cross 'em off

Like he's just some any rapper

Like a one-hit wonder

Yeah

I'm on whatever you on I ain't gon' talk on the phone

Haha

Keep that same energy ******* with enemies

It's gettin' temptin' to run in your home

Who did that

Huh buddy I do it alone Cudi said word to my homes

Don't just go hit 'em 'cause I gotta drive

You focus on aimin' that blick at his dome no cap

You ************* be lucky as ****

That ain't nobody envious of you enough

Take it from me like a brother who dug off the mud on his head

But done ended up cuffed

Then he just gets back

Backed out again into a world where you double what he did

'Cause you learn you give it up

Or get ****** in turn homie

I'm the realest in the business

And everybody gon' be envious of my beginnings

Got a circus for the sinners with bodies

So stop tryna be another addition

'Cause I'm the realest in the business

And everybody gon' be envious of my beginnings

Got a circus for the sinners with bodies

So stop tryna be another addition

I done got hit on the head barely survived that ****

Okay

Minus a nine from ten Eminem's spot still sits

But **** a position I'm tunin' him in

Let all you rock out with it

I ain't ever gonna be an opt-out mission

Get the Glock out with it

Get to poppin' dip out and smoke

With the homies we mobbin'

While I'm cleanin' the stash of my calibers

Some of them might got ya' name on 'em

Wanna brag about **** that could happen

I am the reason that they got a chain on 'em

When I rap they consider me a Gatling

Fillin' up mags I'm finna go clapping

Get in that bag with a gold B rabbit

I know they hate this flow

I'm in the mode to get to killin' again

With the best stick in your dome

You're never gettin' a penny or less stealin' the flows

And I'ma spread it again as a test sick of these h*es

They get to *****in' the bigger the breasts nevertheless

I'ma get it enter with that trigger never better

Instead of settin' the bet up I let up with the Beretta

Make it "Duka-duka-doo" on you ******* in front of PETA

'Cause I'm kinda gettin' fed up of leavin' y'all wet up like

I'm the realest in the business

And everybody gon' be envious of my beginnings

Got a circus for the sinners with bodies

So stop tryna be another addition

'Cause I'm the realest in the business

And everybody gon' be envious of my beginnings

Got a circus for the sinners with bodies

So stop tryna be another addition

Guess I've really no right to complain much

Nah

Hip-hop has been good to me huh

Well

But when they say that I'm only top five

'Cause I'm white why would I be stunned

Huh

My skin color still workin' against me

What

'Cause second I should be to none

Ha

Being white ain't why they put me at five

Nope

It's why they can't put me at one

Woo

They come in with more venom

So the haters I'm aimin' it toward them

Brr

And all the envious rappers

I torch if I'm on a joint with 'em

Yeah

And that is the only retort

Is I'm not played in the clubs

What

************ put a cork in it

Only reason they still play your **** in the club

Why

Is 'cause you still perform in 'em

Ha-ha

I am the guest in this house

But I turn this ***** to a mansion

What

Yeah

That's an expansion made it gargantuan

Huh what

England Germany France and Japan's in this *****

Huh yeah

Even Dubai because my music they do buy

What

You died tryin' the scientist

Two psychiatrists could not unscrew my head off

The blue-eyed devil I never quit do I

Nah

Nah 'cause you know you'd get washed like a bar of soap

Yeah

You p***y you wouldn't give a cigar to smoke

Ha-ha

And I know that it eats at your heart like an artichoke

Yeah

Because you know that's how likely you are to choke

Yeah

Your heart is broke as I rip you apart

I go bananas proceed to spit every bar bro

Damn

I was speaking before my mother's water broke

It's not even close you *****

I'm by far the G.O.A.T

Gen Z is actin' like rap experts

Zip up your gaps and close your mouths

Yeah

***** you ain't been on this planet long enough

To tell me how rap's supposed to sound

Nah

Y'all need to stick to what you do best

What

Shootin' schools up gat' go load up rounds

In your parents' gats and go to class

And let off with the strap and go to town

Uh-huh

Shout to the Furious Five and Grandmaster Flash but boy

Whaddup though

This someone who really is furious

Stay out his path his wrath avoid

And I'll be the last to toy with this juice-head

His brain is like half destroyed

Like a meteor hit it

Well there went Melle Mel we lost his a*s to 'roids

Damn

And God was like "I got 'em

But I'm gonna start 'em at the bottom of the barrel

Brought him in the world where the mother was on valium him

And his father was a coward

Taught him as a child when the ******* body was around

Had to get himself up and out of poverty and now

Not even a growl in his stomach gotta be a hound"

'Til they put your body in the ground

Prolly gonna sound like a cliche

But when haters try to beat you down say "**** 'em"

'Cause I'm the realest in the business

And everybody gon' be envious of my beginnings

Got a circus for the sinners with bodies

So stop tryna be another addition

'Cause I'm the realest in the business

And everybody gon' be envious of my beginnings

Got a circus for the sinners with bodies

So stop tryna be another addition

I'm just playin' Gen Z

You know I love y