Book of Rhymes

[00:00.39] I don't smile, I don't frown, get too up or get too down (Nah)

[00:03.14] I was here, so were you, you came and went, I stuck around (Yeah)

[00:06.89] Still here now, stop me how? Your opinion's like a broken calculator

[00:10.89] That shit doesn't count

[00:12.14] Shut your motherfuckin' mouth

[00:13.89] I'm emptyin' (I'm emptyin') my book of rhymes (My book of rhymes)

[00:17.39] Get 'em all off my pad, every thought that I had

[00:20.64] I said I'm emptyin' (I'm emptyin') my book of rhymes (My book of rhymes)

[00:24.39] Get 'em all off my pad (Yeah), every thought that I had (I'm eastside)

[00:27.65] Haven't used all the tricks I have, so like my balls, I'm in my bag (My bag)

[00:31.39] Get a littlе teste when I'm mad (I'm mad), sick of wrеstling this iPad (iPad)

[00:35.14] Unsuccessfully, I might add (Might add)

[00:36.89] And I know it's best to leave it lie

[00:37.89] But even I get obsessed with reading everything

[00:40.29] And let it get the best of me 'til I snap ('Til I snap)

[00:42.79] But I need to get off the internet (Get off the internet)

[00:44.79] I need to get on the mic (Get on the mic)

[00:46.54] You need to get off the internet (Internet)

[00:48.04] You need to get you a life

[00:49.54] Why you waste time just to comment on shit? (Comment on shit)

[00:51.54] Especially shit you don't like (Shit you don't like)

[00:53.04] Don't like it, don't listen, but don't tell me 'bout your favorite rapper rippin' some shit he didn't write (Shit he didn't write)

[00:57.04] What happened to Slim? He was no cap with the pen

[00:59.29] He used to rap like the people his music was for

[01:01.54] He was exactly like them

[01:02.79] The dude who used to be poor, why can't he tap into him?

[01:05.54] Can't use that excuse anymore

[01:06.54] He's mad at the wind, he's in a nuclear war

[01:08.79] With a cloud, he's yellin' at it again

[01:11.54] I talked to your mother, she told me she loved me

[01:13.04] All she wanna do is just hold me and hug me

[01:14.79] Wants nobody but me, she showed me the Dougie

[01:16.54] Can I get a witness like notary public? (Preach)

[01:19.04] She said, "Kick some fly shit" (Fly shit)

[01:20.30] I said, "I got wings on my ass" (Wings on my ass)

[01:22.04] Told her my dick's a cockpit (Dick's a cockpit)

[01:23.79] I fly by the seat of my pants (Seat of my pants)

[01:25.29] Sinful thoughts, this beat is crazy, this shit's retarded

[01:28.54] This instru's mental (This instru's mental) to mini-bars, incidental charges

[01:32.54] When did it start? I been cold-hearted in this heart since kindergarten

[01:35.54] Mental sharpness which makes Slim a walking dentist office, bitch, I invented flossin'

[01:39.79] Yeah, I used to wonder (I used to wonder) where my next meal's gonna come from (Meal's gonna come from)

[01:43.43] Now, I just wonder (Now I just wonder) where my next mill's gonna come from (Mill's gonna come from)

[01:46.93] I cannot have no success (Have no success), unless when I finally make it (Finally make it)

[01:50.43] I get to remind all the haters (Remind all the haters) who shitted on me when I'm on my way up (I'm on my way)

[01:53.93] My floor is y'all fool's ceilings

[01:54.93] If I was you, I would step or find yourself twisted

[01:57.43] That's how you'll wind up like spiral stairs

[01:59.93] I will swear on a stack of Bibles

[02:01.43] I will tear new behinds out of rivals, even your idols, I don't care

[02:04.18] It's Music to Be Murdered By, so Bon Iver can swallow a fuckin' Ja Rule bobblehead

[02:08.18] And die slow like Alzheimer's (Ha-ha)

[02:09.43] Lone sniper, I hold a microphone like a loaded rifle

[02:12.93] My dome's brighter, all I spit from my skull's fire

[02:14.93] All that's missing's a motorcycle with the chrome wires, spoke tires

[02:18.18] And y'all are flow biters, so I don't gotta

[02:20.18] Explain why they call me your ghostwriter

[02:21.93] I'm emptyin' (I'm emptyin') my book of rhymes (My book of rhymes)

[02:25.43] Get 'em all off my pad, every thought that I had

[02:28.68] I said I'm emptyin' (I'm emptyin') my book of rhymes (My book of rhymes)

[02:32.43] Get 'em all off my pad, every thought that I had (Illa)

[02:36.18] Haven't used all the tricks I have, so like my balls, it's in my bag

[02:38.68] I tend to get a little testy when I'm mad

[02:40.68] But gift of gab and pen to pad turn temper tantrums into anthems

[02:43.43] Put lips to ass and kiss the cracks, spit your damnedest

[02:45.68] You're still gonna hit the canvas

[02:46.68] Rippin' rappers, veterans to whippersnappers

[02:48.18] Mr. Mathers is killin' this shit, villainous wit with scant less

[02:51.18] Syllables rip the planet, biblical shit's finna hit the fan

[02:53.18] Anybody wanna go tit for tat's gonna get hit with that

[02:55.68] Then the amygdala hippocampus is gonna trigger the ignoramus

[02:58.93] To think of the most ridiculous shit to spit then

[03:00.43] Pit it against these pitiful rappers

[03:01.93] Insidious, these idiots wittiest shit against me shitty as MC Hammer's

[03:05.93] Get your whole squad, send a task force in

[03:07.43] If you want it, you're 'bout to get what you asked for then

[03:09.43] Put your helmet on, strap your chin

[03:10.68] You're 'bout to get you a crash course in

[03:12.18] Who not to start a motherfuckin' rap war with

[03:13.93] Or to go against, fuck would you wanna do that for?

[03:15.93] No offense, but are you retards slow or dense?

[03:18.18] A fuckin' penny has more sense

[03:20.18] Yeah, now you gotta get killed, but it's not a big deal, but every thought is so ill

[03:22.93] And so methodical, thought I swallowed a pill

[03:24.68] I'm starting to feel like I'm an automobile

[03:26.43] With Barnacle Bill inside the car at the wheel

[03:28.18] Inside a carnival, 'cause I'm plowin' into everyone who wrote snidey articles

[03:31.18] And that explains why the fuck you clowns are all in my grill

[03:34.68] Joy and pain, fortune, fame, torture, shame, choice I made

[03:37.43] Swore someday the world would pay less to lose, more to gain, daughters raised

[03:40.93] Yesterday, glory days, adored and praised, ignored the hate

[03:43.68] Addressed the fake, toured with Dre, tore a page from Jordan came

[03:46.43] Destroyed the game before you came, enjoy your stay

[03:49.18] Before it's gone away, but the more you claim that you're gonna point and aim

[03:51.68] If it joined a gang, your shit isn't going to bang

[03:53.93] You're just boring, lame and more of the same

[03:55.43] You have an enormous chain, but a stormless brain

[03:56.93] The most you can form is rain

[03:57.93] Your shit is pointless, same as a scoreless game

[03:59.68] So, bitch, quit lyin', you're denyin' like Mr. Porter's name (Haha)

[04:02.68] Borderline bipolar disorder since my stroller

[04:04.43] Eyes rollin' back in my skull like Eli Porter

[04:06.43] Fire mortar (Brr) rounds, Ayatollah, every iota I load up

[04:09.18] I owe to my motor mouth

[04:11.43] This is my note to self

[04:12.68] Sometimes you're gonna bomb

[04:13.93] So you just might have to blow yourself up with no one's help

[04:16.68] I just wrote it down in my book of rhymes

[04:20.18] Preemo, take us out

[04:22.18] Writin' in my book of rhymes

[04:25.18] My book of rhymes, my book of rhymes

[04:28.18] I'm, I'm, I'm, I'm, I'm, I'm, I'm eastside

[04:32.43] Writin' in my book of rhymes

[04:39.68] My book of rhymes, my book of rhymes

[04:42.93] I'm, I'm, I'm, I'm, I'm, I'm, I'm, I'm, I'm eastside