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Fuel

Eminem, JID
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[00:00.11] Smoking trees, I'm ridin' 'round

[00:01.72] Come to my side of town

[00:03.05] Lately, it's been goin' (look), goin', goin', goin', goin' down (uh, look)

[00:06.23] All of my niggas gon' ride with it

[00:07.83] In the pocket, the rocket like Kellen Mond

[00:09.42] Mama told me the power was in the tongue

[00:11.28] But it probably ain't powerful as a gun

[00:12.88] All of you little cowards get devoured, I'm givin' out flowers to anyone

[00:16.33] I ain't been out the house in a minute 'cause I ain't wit' it if the money is miniature

[00:19.79] I been mindin' my business, I'm business-mindin'

[00:21.65] I been spendin' some time with the minister

[00:23.25] 'Cause them niggas spinnin' shit and still sinnin' in the City of God and it's sinister

[00:26.70] Try to pray and repent in a synagoguе or a mosque, a temple, a church

[00:30.16] Thеm brown skin's seen many niggas hurtin'

[00:31.75] And murder's a common courtesy, for certainly

[00:33.61] R-I-P-D on the shirt, search, lurk, murk, squirt, durk, first (forty-eight)

[00:37.83] My nigga doin' four plus eight without a court date

[00:39.72] Talked the other day, he say he doin' okay

[00:41.31] He good, he gainin' weight, then got a sharp shank

[00:43.17] He made, he say they played, they gotta partake

[00:44.76] Homie got a heart full of hate and a face full of war paint

[00:47.42] Eyes all red, full of rage and it's hard to escape from a dark place

[00:49.81] East side niggas from the A, niggas all ages

[00:52.47] Tryna sell a pound of the dog cage

[00:53.80] All the OGs 'round town was our age

[00:55.13] Danger, sex, and drugs, X and R rated

[00:56.99] Danger, sex, and drugs, shit be outrageous

[00:58.86] But don't get this shit fucked up, my boy

[01:00.44] Ya lucked up once then ya doubled up

[01:02.04] I dribble and pass it to the cup and triple-double it

[01:03.63] Get to the basket, get the cash and cuddle up

[01:04.97] Cover up, bundle up, batter up (batter up)

[01:07.35] Um, talk a lot of smack and now go back it up

[01:08.94] Shawty wanna shag, wanna shack it up

[01:10.81] I can put a pussy on the platter like a platypus

[01:12.66] Nappy hair, nigga, hair natted up

[01:14.26] I said Barbara, nigga tatted up

[01:16.12] I won't argue, nigga mad as fuck

[01:17.71] 'Cause I ain't compatible, I'm finna catapult

[01:19.04] But niggas know it's goin'

[01:20.37] Down, down, down, down, do-do-do-do—

[01:22.50] If I run out of fuel, I won't

[01:25.68] What the fuck y'all gon' do

[01:27.80] If I don't run out of fuel?

[01:30.72] Down, down, down, down, do-do-do-do— (run out of fuel)

[01:32.85] That scares the fuck out of you

[01:33.65] For a couple decades (brrt)

[01:34.47] Been lettin' this TEC spray (brrt)

[01:35.27] From that day that I met Dre (brrt)

[01:36.34] So you liable to catch strays (brrt)

[01:37.66] From the second you press play (what?)

[01:38.73] I suggest they (what?)

[01:40.05] Do not test like an essay (why?)

[01:41.12] 'Cause like when my homies out west, ayy (yeah)

[01:42.97] We can just say (what?)

[01:44.04] I'm like a R-A-P-E-R (yeah)

[01:45.64] Got so many S-As (S-As), S-As (huh)

[01:46.96] Wait, he didn't just spell the word rapper and leave out a P, did he? (Yep)

[01:50.68] R-I-P, rest in peace, Biggie

[01:52.54] And Pac, both of y'all should be living (yep)

[01:54.40] But I ain't tryna beef with him (nope)

[01:55.72] 'Cause he might put a hit on me like Keefe D did him

[01:57.85] And that's the only way you're gonna be killing me (nah)

[01:59.45] Ain't gonna be on no beat, silly (yeah)

[02:01.30] I beat the beat silly, on the grind like teeth gritting

[02:03.17] Call me obesity (why?)

[02:04.76] You think it's over? Wait, it's just beginning

[02:06.35] Diss me and it ain't gonna be pretty (nah)

[02:07.96] Used to be yea tall then I grew a little each day till I became God

[02:11.15] Like James Todd, now your arms are too short to beat K-Rod

[02:13.27] Indeed, they small like DJ Paul (woo)

[02:15.13] My new Benz better than your truck by far

[02:16.99] Bitch, suck my balls

[02:17.79] You either smoke crack and you're playin' stick ball in the street

[02:20.20] 'Cause you must be on base if you thinkin' you can touch my car (yeah)

[02:22.05] But if the whole world was out to get you (what?)

[02:23.91] It'd turn you to a powder keg too

[02:25.51] Kyle Rittenhouse, spittin' rounds, the TEC shoots (look out, like: Brrt)

[02:27.63] And that ain't no sound effect (woo)

[02:29.23] Neither was that, SIG Sauer lets loose

[02:31.08] I don't condone gun violence at schools (nah)

[02:32.68] But I can't get these voices out my head (hey, let's go, one, two)

[02:34.27] They're putting words in my mouth like alphabet soup

[02:36.13] Got the most content on the continent

[02:37.46] And constant compliments give me confidence (I'ma)

[02:39.32] Across the common sense and incompetence (uh)

[02:41.18] Incognizant, the conflict's are consequence

[02:42.77] Of accomplishments that conference through compeitish

[02:44.65] If conquered done conked him into unconsciousness

[02:46.51] Through conscious, I conjure that

[02:47.57] King Kong had just called me Kamikaze, I'm gun cocked to this (woo, my bad)

[02:49.69] Nobodies sixteen's are touching

[02:51.55] These motherfuckin' index fingers fuckin' the nina

[02:53.41] Clutchin' the nine millimeter, tuckin' the heat

[02:55.27] Got the toaster like an English muffin

[02:56.87] No, I mean, toast to, like you drink to somethin'

[02:58.72] But it's in a holster, I proceed to bust it

[03:00.32] Fuck around and get popped like Halyna Hutchins

[03:01.91] Like I'm Alec Baldwin, what I mean is buckin' you down, coup de grâce then

[03:05.10] Right between the fuckin'

[03:06.43] I shoot 'em all in if you think you're fuckin' with me

[03:07.76] You're gonna suffer the fuckin' repercussions

[03:09.09] The reaper's comin' to heathen and I need it from me

[03:10.94] I keep replenishing fuel while the beat I'm punishin'

[03:12.54] If I run out of fuel, I won't

[03:15.20] What the fuck y'all gon' do

[03:17.58] If I don't run out of fuel?

[03:19.72] Down, down, down, down, do-do-do-do— (run out of fuel)

[03:22.10] That scares the fuck out of you