Book Of Rhymes

[00:03.03] I was here, so were you, you came and went, I stuck around (yeah)

[00:06.78] Still here now, stop me how? Your opinion's like a broken calculator

[00:11.79] That shit doesn't count

[00:12.79] Shut your motherfuckin' mouth

[00:13.78] I'm emptyin' (I'm emptyin') my book of rhymes (my book of rhymes)

[00:17.27] Get 'em all off my pad, every thought that I had

[00:20.27] I said I'm emptyin' (I'm emptyin') my book of rhymes (my book of rhymes)

[00:24.28] Get 'em all off my pad (Yeah), every thought that I had

[00:27.52] Haven't used all the tricks I have

[00:29.53] So like my balls, I'm in my bag (my bag)

[00:31.27] Get a little teste when I'm mad (I'm mad)

[00:33.02] Sick of wrestling this iPad (iPad)

[00:34.77] Unsuccessfully, I might add

[00:36.52] And I know it's bеst to leave it lie

[00:38.02] But even I get obsessed with reading everything

[00:40.02] And let it get the best of me 'til I snap ('til I snap)

[00:42.52] But I need to get off the internet (get off the internet)

[00:44.52] I need to get on the mic (get on the mic)

[00:46.28] You need to get off the internet (internet)

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

[00:49.52] Why you waste time just to comment on shit? (Comment on shit)

[00:51.78] Especially shit you don't like (shit you don't like)

[00:53.02] Don't like it, don't listen

[00:54.02] But don't tell me 'bout your favorite rapper rippin'

[00:55.28] Some shit he didn't write (shit he didn't write)

[00:57.02] What happened to Slim? He was no cap with the pen

[00:59.02] He used to rap like the people his music was for

[01:01.28] He was exactly like them

[01:02.77] The dude who used to be poor, why can't he tap into him?

[01:05.27] Can't use that excuse anymore

[01:06.78] He's mad at the wind, he's in a nuclear war

[01:08.78] With a cloud, he's yellin' at it again

[01:11.52] I talked to your mother, she told me she loved me

[01:12.77] All she wanna do is just hold me and hug me

[01:14.52] Wants nobody but me, she showed me the Dougie

[01:16.29] Can I get a witness like notary public? (Preach)

[01:18.77] She said, "Kick some fly shit" (fly shit)

[01:20.04] I said, "I got wings on my ass" (wings on my ass)

[01:21.78] Told her my dick's a cockpit (dick's a cockpit)

[01:23.28] I fly by the seat of my pants (seat of my pants)

[01:25.77] Sinful thoughts, this beat is crazy, this shit's retarded

[01:28.28] This instru's mental (this instru's mental) to mini-bars, incidental charges

[01:30.04] When did it start? I been cold-hearted in this heart since kindergarten

[01:35.52] Mental sharpness which makes Slim a walking dentist office

[01:38.79] Bitch, I invented flossin'

[01:39.53] Yeah, I used to wonder (I used to wonder)

[01:41.27] Where my next meal's gonna come from (meal's gonna come from)

[01:43.29] Now, I just wonder (now I just wonder)

[01:45.02] Where my next mill's gonna come from (mill's gonna come from)

[01:46.77] I cannot have no success (have no success)

[01:48.53] Unless when I finally make it (finally make it)

[01:50.29] I get to remind all the haters (remind all the haters)

[01:52.02] Who shitted on me when I'm on my way up (I'm on my way)

[01:53.77] My floor is y'all fool's ceilings

[01:55.27] If I was you, I would step or find yourself twisted

[01:57.29] That's how you'll wind up like spiral stairs

[01:58.02] I will swear on a stack of Bibles

[02:01.28] I will tear new behinds out of rivals, even your idols, I don't care

[02:04.27] It's Music to Be Murdered By

[02:05.53] So Bon Iver can swallow a fuckin' Ja Rule bobblehead

[02:07.77] And die slow like Alzheimer's (ha-ha)

[02:09.28] Lone sniper, I hold a microphone like a loaded rifle

[02:12.77] My dome's brighter, all I spit from my skull's fire

[02:15.03] All that's missing's a motorcycle with the chrome wires, spoke tires

[02:17.79] And y'all are flow biters, so I don't gotta

[02:20.77] Explain why they call me your ghostwriter

[02:22.03] I'm emptyin' (I'm emptyin') my book of rhymes (my book of rhymes)

[02:25.27] Get 'em all off my pad, every thought that I had

[02:28.52] I said I'm emptyin' (I'm emptyin') my book of rhymes (my book of rhymes)

[02:32.27] Get 'em all off my pad, every thought that I had (Illa)

[02:35.52] Haven't used all the tricks I have, so like my balls, it's in my bag

[02:38.53] I tend to get a little testy when I'm mad

[02:43.28] But gift of gab and pen to pad turn temper tantrums into anthems

[02:43.78] Put lips to ass and kiss the cracks, spit your damnedest

[02:46.03] You're still gonna hit the canvas

[02:46.52] Rippin' rappers, veterans to whippersnappers

[02:48.53] Mr. Mathers is killin' this shit, villainous wit with scant less

[02:50.78] Syllables rip the planet, biblical shit's fittin' to hit the fan

[02:52.78] Anybody wanna go tit for tat's gonna get hit with that

[02:54.78] Then the amygdala hippocampus is gonna trigger the ignoramus

[02:58.28] To think of the most ridiculous shit to spit then

[03:00.27] Pit it against these pitiful rappers

[03:02.03] Insidious, these idiots wittiest shit against me shitty as MC Hammer's

[03:06.27] Get your whole squad, send a task force in

[03:07.53] If you want it, you're 'bout to get what you asked for then

[03:09.27] Put your helmet on, strap your chin

[03:10.78] You're 'bout to get you a crash course in

[03:12.27] Who not to start a motherfuckin' rap war with

[03:14.03] Or to go against, fuck would you wanna do that for?

[03:16.05] No offense, but are you retards slow or dense?

[03:16.77] A fuckin' penny has more sense

[03:20.04] Yeah, now you gotta get killed

[03:21.04] But it's not a big deal, but every thought is so ill

[03:22.77] And so methodical, thought I swallowed a pill

[03:24.53] I'm starting to feel like I'm an automobile

[03:26.27] With Barnacle Bill inside the car at the wheel

[03:28.03] Inside a carnival

[03:29.28] 'Cause I'm plowin' into everyone who wrote snidey articles

[03:31.03] And that explains why the fuck you clowns are all in my grill

[03:34.53] Joy and pain, fortune, fame, torture, shame, choice I made

[03:37.29] Swore someday the world would pay less to lose

[03:39.27] More to gain, daughters raised

[03:40.81] Yesterday, glory days, adored and praised, ignored the hate

[03:43.02] Addressed the fake, toured with Dre, tore a page from Jordan came

[03:45.78] Destroyed the game before you came, enjoy your stay

[03:49.02] Before it's gone away

[03:49.80] But the more you claim that you're gonna point and aim

[03:51.53] If it joined a gang, your shit isn't going to bang

[03:53.03] You're just boring, lame and more of the same

[03:55.02] You have an enormous chain, but a stormless brain

[03:56.03] The most you can form is rain

[03:57.79] Your shit is pointless, same as a scoreless game

[03:59.77] So, bitch, quit lyin', you're denyin' like Mr. Porter's name

[04:02.54] Borderline bipolar disorder since my stroller

[04:04.52] Eyes rollin' back in my skull like Eli Porter

[04:06.27] Fire mortar (brr) rounds, Ayatollah, every iota I load up

[04:08.53] I owe to my motor mouth

[04:11.02] This is my note to self

[04:12.77] Sometimes you're gonna bomb

[04:14.03] So you just might have to blow yourself up with no one's help

[04:16.78] I just wrote it down in my book of rhymes

[04:19.78] Preemo, take us out

[04:22.02] Writin' in my book of rhymes

[04:24.77] My book of rhymes, my book of rhymes

[04:28.02] I'm, I'm, I'm, I'm, I'm, I'm eastside

[04:32.03] Writin' in my book of rhymes

[04:39.53] My book of rhymes, my book of rhymes

[04:43.05] I'm, I'm, I'm, I'm, I'm, I'm eastside