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Bang ft. Eminem

Conway The Machine
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[00:02.67] Yeah (Brr), uh

[00:05.16] (Brr, brr, brr)

[00:10.67] (Brr, brr, brr)

[00:12.16] Machine

[00:15.42] (Brr)

[00:17.91] It's not a game, nigga (Brr, brr)

[00:20.66] It's not a fuckin' game, nigga (Brr, brr, brr)

[00:23.17] Look, look

[00:24.41] Ayo, I use the Arm & Hammer just to fluff my brick

[00:27.42] Say what I wanna say and I don't give a fuck, I'm rich (Ahh)

[00:30.67] Tuck my fifth, don't hesitate to bust my shit

[00:34.42] I tell you niggas like Kyrie, "Suck my dick" (Hahahaha)

[00:37.42] I don't trust a soul, I don't even trust my bitch (Uh-uh)

[00:39.91] Before I fall in love, I'd rather cut my wrist (Ahh)

[00:42.92] I sweat Ace of Spades, nigga, that's how much I sip

[00:46.41] Body a rap nigga quick before the Dutch got twist

[00:49.66] (Ayo, let's roll somethin')

[00:50.92] Yeah, the shotty ring, this shit is not a thing (Uh-huh)

[00:53.91] The chopper make your body lean, my niggas body things (Brr)

[00:56.66] Uh, I'm with the jackboys, I'm with the robbin' team (Uh-huh)

[00:59.66] On my mama, I never rocked a pair of Robin jeans (Hahahaha)

[01:03.17] Everything I jot is mean, how you gon' stop Machine?

[01:05.92] My name, it probably ring like Las Vegas slot machines

[01:09.17] The MAC by my pelvis in my Helmut Lang (Uh-huh)

[01:12.42] The shells'll bang, make everything outta your helmet hang

[01:15.42] Uh, the mayo jar was Hellmans when I swirled the 'caine

[01:18.67] Then I wrapped the yayo up in cellophane (Woo)

[01:21.66] My shooter got Dame Lillard from the elbow aim

[01:25.17] I thought of that while I was courtside at the Melo game (Ahh)

[01:28.42] Bricks are off-white, I imported some (Uh-huh)

[01:31.92] Whippin' all night until the mornin' come (All night, nigga)

[01:34.67] Still pitchin' long nights until my fortune come

[01:37.42] That's big checks on the side like the Off-White Jordan 1s

[01:39.67] Ayo, they think this shit a game, nigga (This shit a game, nigga)

[01:42.16] Ayo, they think this shit a game (This shit a game, oh word?)

[01:44.92] Ayo, they think this shit a game

[01:46.17] Until I pull up, let it ring (Let it ring)

[01:48.41] Until I pull up, let it ring (Let it ring)

[01:50.66] Until I pull up, let it ring

[01:52.42] Ayo, they think this shit a game, nigga (This shit a game, nigga)

[01:54.67] Ayo, they think this shit a game (This shit a game, huh?)

[01:56.91] Ayo, they think this shit a game

[01:58.66] Until I pull up, let it bang, nigga (Let it bang, nigga)

[02:00.92] Until I pull up, let it bang (Let it bang)

[02:03.17] Until I pull up, let it–

[02:04.41] I used to be a man of the people

[02:07.42] Hit the clubs and mingle (What up?)

[02:08.91] Used to dream one day I'd be fuckin' pink like a flamingo (Pink)

[02:11.67] That was back when I smoked Canibus

[02:13.92] Man, but it was tough, 'cause I was a fan of his

[02:15.67] So it sucked to hand him his ass, but

[02:17.67] Yeah, lookin' back on my feuds

[02:21.16] How me and Ja Rule almost got cool

[02:22.16] 'Cause we shot pool back in '01

[02:23.67] Was it '02? I don't know, but

[02:24.67] Something told me fuckin' not to

[02:27.42] Then we got stuck in high school, I shoved an Oscar up his wazoo

[02:28.92] Yeah, but I think of the rappers I slayed and buried like every night

[02:33.17] And every career I might've killed, sometimes I say a prayer and I

[02:35.66] Wonder is there a heaven for a G? And if so, is the sanctuary nice?

[02:37.92] Studios for rap like Coolio, shootin' craps at gangster's paradise

[02:42.17] Huh, here a mic, there a mic

[02:44.42] Everywhere a mic, share and share alike

[02:45.92] But just don't compare alike

[02:47.67] Instead of comparin' me, pick a fair fight

[02:48.67] Compare me to lightnin', that similarity's strikin'

[02:50.16] Compare me to Jaws

[02:51.92] Compare me to Manson, Marilyn or Charles

[02:53.42] Compare me to Nas, Biggie, or Pac

[02:54.91] Do not compare me to that Iggy bitch

[02:56.41] Or all this fuckin' Milli Vanilli hip-hop

[02:57.92] This is where all that silly shit stops

[02:59.66] Compare me to the pistol that triggered this thought

[03:01.17] The semi, the Glock, 9 millis get cocked, I'm sending a shot

[03:02.92] Don't come around with them floss raps tryna stunt

[03:05.42] Compare me to Meek, big wheelies get popped

[03:07.42] One by one, compare 'em to scabs, I'm picking them off

[03:10.17] They're going home to fuck Nicki Minaj, aw

[03:12.41] Compare me to Diggity Daz, yah

[03:14.16] I'm hickity-hitting it raw, ha

[03:15.92] In the trailer park (Haha)

[03:17.42] Told her I'd play the part like Kanan Stark's

[03:18.67] Ate her twat like a Tater Tot, oh shit

[03:20.16] Get the strap like a trainin' bra

[03:21.42] Lunchtime like at eight-o'clock

[03:22.16] But Shady's not for the faint of heart

[03:23.17] Goin' at these pricks like Lorena Bobbitt

[03:24.67] Y'all want drama, we can make a scary movie like Marlon Wayans

[03:27.16] Y'all lookin' at the charred remains of Charlamagne tha God

[03:29.42] Slim whip, Westside, and Conway are not playin'

[03:31.42] I cock back, aim, and I spray ya like (Bang)