Not Alike - Eminem ft. Royce Da 5'9_

[00:00.31] Tay Keith, fuck these niggas up!

[00:04.68] Yeah

[00:14.10] Brain dead, eye drops

[00:15.69] Pain meds, cyclops

[00:17.47] Daybed, iPod

[00:19.32] "May-back, " Maybach

[00:20.91] Trainwrecks, sidewalks

[00:22.72] Payless, high-tops

[00:24.26] K-Fed, IHOP

[00:26.02] Playtex, icebox

[00:27.79] That's how much we have in common (yeah)

[00:29.39] That's how much we have in common (whoa)

[00:31.18] Up on this mic, when we're on it (yeah)

[00:32.76] That's how much we have in common (yeah)

[00:34.59] That's how much we have in common (woo)

[00:36.16] That's how much we have in common

[00:37.68] We are not alike, there's nada like us on the mic (yeah)

[00:41.61] I don't do Jordans and Audemars

[00:43.20] I do explosions and Molotovs

[00:45.06] Y'all blowin' smoke as if y'all ain't washed

[00:46.61] I blow the smoke from the car exhaust

[00:48.40] Flyin' to a party I am not invited to, feelin' like the streets need me (what up?)

[00:51.76] I ain't gotta dance long as my Ferrari Spider move like C Breezy

[00:55.41] I don't gotta hire goons, I'd rather try to buy the moon, and breathe freely

[00:58.53] The sky is blue, the tie is new, the Maserati white and cool like G-Eazy

[01:02.25] Why these dudes tryna figure out how to do a freestyle as fly as me? (Why?)

[01:05.43] I'm confused tryin' to figure out how to do Kapri Styles and Mya G

[01:09.04] Everybody doin' chick joints, probably rob these little dudes at fist point

[01:12.18] 'Member everybody used to bite Nickel, now everybody doin' Bitcoin

[01:15.86] We don't got nothin' in common (no)

[01:17.40] We don't got nothin' in common (no)

[01:19.19] Y'all into stuff like doubled-up Styrofoam cups on them uppers and downers (woo)

[01:22.84] I'm into stuff like doublin' commas

[01:24.37] Find me a brother who's solid

[01:25.63] To count the shit up and then bust the shit down

[01:27.12] If the cops hit us up, we can flush the shit down

[01:28.90] We can not give a fuck, shit, a fuckin' colonic

[01:30.69] Sellin' your cock and your butt for a follower

[01:32.46] Possible couple of dollars, you powder sniff

[01:34.05] Now you're slippin', call it a power trip

[01:35.83] A product of politics

[01:36.78] Y'all went from profit and toppin' the charts

[01:38.37] To dropped in the park in a pile of shit

[01:39.88] Knowledge is power, but powerless if you got it and you do not acknowledge it

[01:42.62] Y'all music sound like Dr. Seuss inspired it

[01:44.69] Hirin' strippers, prostitutes retirin'

[01:46.23] We can spit it for ya, advance

[01:47.52] I'm fit to be king, you're cut out to fit in Prince pants

[01:49.83] You niggas

[01:50.18] Brain dead, eye drops

[01:51.76] Pain meds, cyclops

[01:53.30] Daybed, iPod

[01:55.08] "May-back, " Maybach

[01:56.85] Trainwrecks, sidewalks

[01:58.70] Payless, high-tops

[02:00.24] K-Fed, IHOP

[02:01.91] Playtex, icebox

[02:03.77] That's how much we have in common (yeah)

[02:05.59] That's how much we have in common (whoa)

[02:07.27] Up on this mic, when we're on it (yeah)

[02:08.81] That's how much we have in common (yeah)

[02:10.60] That's how much we have in common (woo)

[02:12.37] That's how much we have in common

[02:13.65] We are not alike, there's nada like us

[02:15.90] You say you're affiliated with murderers, killers (ayy)

[02:18.22] The people you run with are thuggin' (gang)

[02:20.00] But you're just a wanna be gunner (gang)

[02:21.70] Like you was gonna do somethin'

[02:23.22] Actin' like you catchin' bodies (ayy)

[02:24.74] And you got juice, lil' youngin', you're buggin'

[02:26.57] You ain't never even been charged in connection with battery

[02:28.64] Bitch, you ain't plugged into nothin'

[02:30.16] Rap God spit lyrical bullets (boom)

[02:31.68] And gats cock, your partners better tool up

[02:33.21] This has not to do with muscular

[02:34.99] But have guns for sure, you better put a

[02:36.94] Strap on, other words if you're a Gunner

[02:38.72] Roll up with your (gang)

[02:39.75] You're gon' need a arsenal

[02:40.71] 'Cause this bar is over your head

[02:42.23] So you better have arms if you're gonna pull up (skrrt)

[02:44.95] Oh, you run the streets, huh?

[02:46.31] Now you wanna come and fuck with me, huh?

[02:48.18] This little cock-sucker, he must be feelin' himself

[02:50.22] He wants to keep up

[02:51.30] His tough demeanor, so he does a feature

[02:53.34] Decides to team up with N9na (yeah)

[02:54.62] But next time you don't gotta use Tech N9ne

[02:56.29] If you wanna come at me with a sub, Machine Gun

[02:58.28] And I'm talkin' to you but you already know who the fuck you are, Kelly

[03:01.58] I don't use sublims and sure as fuck don't sneak-diss

[03:03.88] But keep commentin' on my daughter Hailie

[03:05.66] I keep on tellin' motherfuckers, but just in case you forgot

[03:07.88] Really and need Ja memories, jarred like strawberry or pineapple, apricot jelly

[03:11.71] I respond, rarely but this time Shady

[03:12.97] 'Bout to sound off like a fuckin' cocked semi-Glock

[03:14.75] Demigod, let me put a fuckin' silencer on this little non-threatenin' blond fairy

[03:17.50] Cornball takin' shots at me

[03:18.98] You're not ready, fool, break yourself like Rock Steady Crew

[03:21.15] Obviously, I'm not gettin' through

[03:22.64] We can get it poppin' like Redenbach, lettin' off like Remy Ma

[03:24.95] Heavy artillery, Godzilla harsh with a hard shell

[03:27.28] With a motherfuckin' heart bigger than Bizarre's belly

[03:29.31] Only time you'll ever say, I lost

[03:30.91] You'll be talkin' 'bout Fetty Wap, better call Diddy

[03:32.62] Just to try to get me off and you better hope I don't call Trick Trick

[03:34.95] Bitch, this shit don't fly in our city

[03:37.02] Punk, you don't disrespect OG's, R.I.P. Prodigy

[03:40.04] Sold Dre my soul and I told him

[03:41.32] The moment he signed me that I'll be the most hated, though made it

[03:43.35] So that there's no shame, it's okay to own it 'cause life is a bitch, she's a bow-legged ho

[03:46.73] But now days are over, I Harvey Weinstein, a bathrobe hangin' over

[03:49.32] My code name is Groper, I role play with lotion

[03:51.15] I fucked the whole world then I throw away the Trojan

[03:53.97] Old lederhosen with home-made explosives, I blow eighty holes in you

[03:56.31] Don't make me go in, I O.J. the flows and I'm insult to injury

[03:59.03] Rolaids to Goldman, I'm throat spray and Motrin, I throated Nicole

[04:01.32] As they both there to choke and my whole blade is soakin'

[04:03.16] I double-edge sworded 'cause one place

[04:04.71] I poke and I stick and I turn and I rotatin' motion

[04:08.36] Invisible with the pen, I'm at the pinnacle

[04:09.64] Of sick individuals, stick my dick and put the tip in

[04:11.48] At minimal, I'm fuckin' these syllables

[04:12.51] I let them lick on my genitals

[04:13.48] I'm a fuckin' invisible, indefensible, despicable difficult prick, a little bit unpredictable

[04:16.45] I spit the formidable, that you bitches fuckin' with the original

[04:18.47] I consider me and Nickel identical ('dentical)

[04:20.26] But not us, the only thing we have in common's I'm a dick and you suck

[04:23.90] Otherwise one has nothin' to do with the other

[04:25.59] None comes close to

[04:26.58] Skunk, bug, soldier

[04:27.37] Tongue, shrub, shoulder

[04:28.17] One month older

[04:28.99] Sponge, mob, colder

[04:29.83] Nun, rug, holster

[04:30.64] Lug nut, coaster

[04:31.50] Lung, jug, roaster

[04:32.59] Young Thug poster

[04:33.38] Unplugged toaster

[04:34.64] That's how much we have in common (yeah)

[04:36.43] That's how much we have in common (whoa)

[04:38.02] Up on this mic, when we're on it (yeah)

[04:39.82] That's how much we have in common (yeah)

[04:41.55] That's how much we have in common (woo)

[04:43.05] That's how much we have in common

[04:44.64] We are not alike, there's nada like us (man, fuck this shit, let's go)