Eminem - Killer (Remix) [Official Audio] ft. Jack Harlow_ Cordae(MP3_160K)

[00:00.88] (Killer) Yeah

[00:03.63] I'm a (Boy's crazy), I'm a cold-blooded (Killer)

[00:05.12] Made all this money from doin' this (Yeah, look)

[00:08.37] ​d.a. got that dope

[00:09.38] Now count it, five, ten, yeah, fifteen, twenty

[00:11.87] Twenty-five, thirty, yeah, get the money

[00:14.12] Throw it in the furnace, yeah, this shit be funny

[00:16.62] Earn it just to burn it, swag drip—

[00:18.88] I used to rock a toboggan

[00:19.87] Headphones around my neck, tryna be like Shady

[00:22.13] Now the phone that's in my pocket seem to keep vibratin'

[00:24.38] I got all these Ronnie Bennetts tryna be my baby

[00:26.62] Tryna fiancé me

[00:28.15] I take the steering wheel and drive them girls beyond crazy (Crazy)

[00:30.12] I'm on a song with my idol

[00:32.62] I'm a cold-blooded version of the song title

[00:34.88] I put these diamonds in the ring like they was Shawn Michaels

[00:36.87] I can't put the Louis V inside the wash cycle

[00:39.88] I take this shit to the cleaners

[00:41.62] 'Bout to cop me a Bimmer, I got a special demeanor

[00:43.63] She was mine when I seen her, I'm gettin' meaner and meaner

[00:45.87] Called the front desk and asked for a steamer

[00:48.12] I'm a bitch bagger, not a Twitch streamer

[00:50.37] I'm eatin' pizza in Little Italy, damn, I used to hit Caesars

[00:53.39] She 'bout to finish, but wait a minute, it gets deeper

[00:55.64] Same kid just a bit sleeker

[00:57.89] Yeah, now count it, five, ten, yeah, fifteen, twenty

[01:00.13] Twenty-five, thirty, yeah, get the money

[01:02.63] Throw it in the furnace, yeah, this shit be funny

[01:04.88] Earn it just to burn it (Listen, uh)

[01:07.37] They say my killing's horrendous, "How he still in the business?"

[01:09.62] Rich as hell and it's feelin' tremendous

[01:11.87] Ma dukes chillin' in Venice, compliments of her eldest, the cynic

[01:14.87] Give hell with these writtens, this shit only propel my ascension

[01:17.12] I held my position in any situation that's needed

[01:19.62] This year I'm shittin' on niggas for the way we was treated

[01:21.88] I see the impact of all my creations increasin'

[01:24.37] My step in time with these Pantheons, it all was divine

[01:26.62] I'm in this moment of my life where shit is fallin' in line

[01:29.14] And lookin' back, I swear to god, you'd think it all was designed

[01:31.37] A true movie script, I can't really ever fuck no groupie bitch

[01:34.37] All she got is diamonds on her mind on some Uzi shit

[01:36.62] A whole generation of geniuses I'm influencin'

[01:39.13] I only hang with real niggas who I'm congruent with

[01:41.64] I manifest nothing less than the best outcome

[01:44.37] Just watch my moves with this next album, nigga

[01:46.62] Now count it, five, ten, yeah, fifteen, twenty

[01:48.62] Twenty-five, thirty, yeah, get the money

[01:50.87] Throw it in the furnace, yeah, this shit be funny

[01:53.37] Earn it just to burn it, swag drippin' from me

[01:55.89] My sentences are harsh, every single's bar's like a verdict

[01:58.37] I say it with conviction, but this time you're not gonna serve it

[02:00.87] But as soon as I read it, you know that you're about to get murdered

[02:03.13] When I cap, it'll punish, then put you in a box like a juror (Haha)

[02:05.63] If there's a rapper I haven't ate (Where?)

[02:08.12] We ain't battled, either that or they won't collaborate

[02:10.39] 'Cause pad or paper freestyle will settle that debate (Yup)

[02:12.64] I call it guillotine style 'cause even off the head, I decapitate

[02:15.90] Yeah, bitch, I go harder than Carter III (What?)

[02:18.37] But I think your thottie just thought of me

[02:19.39] She got a body and bottom like Cardi B

[02:20.38] And she be stalking me like I was broccoli

[02:21.64] I'm getting brain now like a lobotomy

[02:22.87] You probably thinkin' you had that shit in the bag like it's colostomy (What?)

[02:25.13] It's a red alert, you better skrrt or try to get on my level first

[02:27.62] Bitch, I'd had to shovel dirt and dig a hole to get on yours

[02:29.87] You bum-bum (Haha), look at your broke ass (Yeah)

[02:32.12] It's why you're a bum-bum (Why?) 'cause your shit is so ass (Yeah)

[02:34.39] Syllable gun-guns (Chk-chk), spits and goes "Hadoo" (Doo)

[02:36.87] Only L that I ever took was when I lost Proof (Yeah)

[02:39.12] Only time that I ever got served is that lawsuit when Ma sued (What?)

[02:42.38] But, bitch, get out of pocket and I might accost you (Accost you)

[02:44.89] Homicides up the wazoo

[02:46.37] (Chain) Chain gaudy, probably got more bodi-odi-odies than John do (John do)

[02:49.37] Just called Snoop and I talked to him (What?), we all cool (Yeah)

[02:51.87] Dre, me and the Dogg good, Doc, we got you

[02:54.38] Got a castle with a solid gold floor (What?)

[02:55.89] No I don't, I don't even got a boat nor

[02:56.87] Do I got a chauffeur, but a lot to show for

[02:58.13] You don't wanna fuck around and start no war (Nah)

[02:59.38] Twenty more years, I could probably go for

[03:00.62] Just like your lip and you got a cold sore

[03:01.87] My shit is like motherfuckin' herpes

[03:02.88] You ain't ever gonna say I don't got it no more (Bitch)

[03:04.12] Literally it's no quittin' me, you kiddin' me?

[03:05.62] Dying laughing is the only way you're killing me

[03:06.62] I'm getting rid of ya, get clapped like chlamydia

[03:07.88] The wittiest, bitch, I'll snap like a tibia

[03:09.12] You wanna get silly with the bars? I'm frivolous

[03:10.37] But I'm as gritty and litty as my city is

[03:11.87] East side 'til I die, bitch, I will rep 'til the end like a chameleon

[03:13.88] Got a killer instinct with the pen's ink and they're in sync like a faucet

[03:15.87] How the fuck do I even think of this ridiculous shit?

[03:17.38] I'm a quarter of a century deep and I can't be beat (Nah)

[03:18.88] 'Til the day me and the grim reap meet, I'm ten toes down 'til I'm six feet deep (What?)

[03:20.88] Windows down in the Benz E jeep hollerin' at a bimbo, beep-beep-beep

[03:23.37] She said she fucks with the M-T-B to the M-B: Side B Slim CD

[03:25.88] I can see why you envy me, you get no ass like an empty seat (Haha)

[03:28.37] So this shit comes with a warning for all of you punks and you corny

[03:31.12] Little fucks, I woke up on my fuck shit this morning

[03:33.12] Now count it, five, ten, yeah, fifteen, twenty

[03:35.12] Twenty-five, thirty, yeah, get the money

[03:37.62] Throw it in the furnace, yeah, this shit be funny

[03:40.12] Earn it just to burn it, swag drippin' from me

[03:42.62] Yeah, I'm a (Killer)

[03:44.62] Yeah, I'm a what, I'm a cold-blooded (Killer)