Eminem – Lucky You ft. Joyner Lucas


♪ ♪ ♪ WHOA, JOYNER, JOYNER,
YEAH, YEAH, YEAH ♪ ♪ YEAH, I DONE DID A LOT OF
THINGS IN MY DAY, I ADMIT IT ♪ ♪ I DON’T TAKE BACK WHAT I SAY,
IF I SAID IT THEN I MEANT IT ♪ ♪ ALL MY LIFE I WANT A GRAMMY
BUT I’LL PROLLY NEVER GET IT ♪ ♪ I AIN’T NEVER HAD NO TROPHY
OR NO MOTHERFUCKIN’ RIBBON ♪ ♪ FUCK THE SYSTEM,
I’M THAT NIGGA, BEND THE
LAW, CUT THE RULES ♪ ♪ I’M ABOUT TO RISK IT ALL, I
AIN’T GOT TOO MUCH TO LOSE ♪ ♪ Y’ALL BEEN EATIN’
LONG ENOUGH, IT’S MY
TURN TO CUT THE FOOD ♪ ♪ PASS THE PLATE!
WHERE MY DRINK?
THIS MY DAY, LUCKY YOU ♪ ♪ FUCK YOU TOO, WOO! ♪ ♪ Y’ALL GOTTA MOVE,
Y’ALL GOTTA MOVE,
Y’ALL GOTTA MOVE ♪ ♪ GIVE ME SOME ROOM,
GIVE ME SOME ROOM,
GIVE ME THE JUICE ♪ ♪ HOP OUT THE COUPE,
HOP OUT THE COUPE,
HOP OUT AND SHOOT ♪ ♪ Y’ALL GOTTA MOVE,
Y’ALL GOTTA MOVE
GIVE ME THE JUICE ♪ ♪ BACK ON MY BULLSHIT,
MY BACK TO THE WALL ♪ ♪ TURN MY BACK ON YOU,
ALL OF YOU FINISHED ♪ ♪ BACK TO THESE BULLETS,
IT’S BACK TO THE JOB ♪ ♪ PULL MY MAC OUT
AND ALL OF YOU RUNNIN’ ♪ ♪ BACK ON MY HOOD SHIT,
IT’S BACK TO THE PUSHIN’ ♪ ♪ THESE PACKS AND
I’M ACTUALLY PUMPIN’ ♪ ♪ CAN’T FUCK WITH YOU RAPPERS,
YOU PRACTICALLY SUCKIN’ ♪ ♪ YOU MIGHTA WENT PLATINUM,
BUT THAT DON’T MEAN NOTHIN’ ♪ ♪ I’M ACTUALLY
BUZZIN’ THIS TIME ♪ ♪ STRAIGHT OUT THE KITCHEN,
I TOLD ‘EM THE OVEN IS MINE ♪ ♪ I DO NOT FUCK
WITH YOU GUYS ♪ ♪ IF I DON’T KILL YOU,
JUST KNOW YOU GON’
SUFFER THIS TIME ♪ ♪ I AIN’T NO GANGSTER
BUT I GOT SOME BANGERS ♪ ♪ SOME CHAINS AND SOME
BLADES AND A COUPLE OF KNIVES ♪ ♪ CHOPPERS AND JAMMIES,
A PARTRIDGE, A PEAR TREE ♪ ♪ MY TWELVE DAYS OF CHRISTMAS
WAS NOTHIN’ BUT LIES ♪ ♪ I RUN AT YOU HARD LIKE A SUMO
(SUMO) ♪ ♪ THEY SAY I TALK LIKE A CHULO
(CHULO) ♪ ♪ I LIVE IN MARS, I’M NOT BRUNO
(WOO) ♪ ♪ BITCH I’M A DOG, CALL ME CUJO
(RAH) ♪ ♪ YOU PLAY YOUR CARDS,
I REVERSE ON YOU ALL ♪ ♪ AND I MIGHT JUST DROP
4 LIKE A UNO (BUP) ♪ ♪ CÁLLATE BOCA MEJOR,
MARICÓN, LITTLE PUTO,
AND ALL OF YOU CULO ♪ ♪ THEY’VE INVENTED A LEVEL
OFF IN THE GHETTO TO GHETTO ♪ ♪ LOOKIN’ FOR SOMETHIN’ I
PROLLY CAN NEVER FIND NOW ♪ ♪ SHIT GET RELEVANT UNTIL
THE BEEF DIE DOWN ♪ ♪ IN TRUTH A NIGGA JUST REALLY
WANT ME TIED DOWN ♪ ♪ I’VE BEEN ALONE AND I
NEVER NEEDED NOBODY ♪ ♪ JUST ONLY ME AND MY SHOTTY,
I’LL TELL THESE NIGGAS TO LIE
DOWN ♪ ♪ KEEP ALL THE MONEY, I
NEVER WANTED THE LIFESTYLE ♪ ♪ I JUST PRAY TO GOD THAT
MY SON’LL BE ALRIGHT NOW ♪ ♪ I SAID AIN’T NO LOVE
FOR THE OTHER SIDE ♪ ♪ OR ANYONE WHO EVER WANT SMOKE
(JOYNER) ♪ ♪ WHEN I DIE I’M GOIN’
OUT AS THE UNDERDOG WHO
NEVER LOST HOPE (YEAH!) ♪ ♪ YOU IN THE WRONG
CAB DOWN THE WRONG PATH ♪ ♪ NIGGA, WRONG WAY,
WRONG ROAD ♪ ♪ SNAKES IN THE GRASS TRYNA
SLITHER FAST ♪ ♪ I JUST BOUGHT A FUCKIN’
LAWN MOWER ♪ ♪ I DONE SAID A LOTTA THINGS
IN MY DAY, I ADMIT IT ♪ ♪ THIS IS PAYBACK IN A WAY,
I REGRET IT THAT I DID IT ♪ ♪ I DONE WON A COUPLE GRAMMYS
BUT I SOLD MY SOUL TO GET ‘EM ♪ ♪ WASN’T IN IT FOR
THE TROPHIES, JUST
THE FUCKIN’ RECOGNITION ♪ ♪ FUCK’S THE DIFFERENCE? ♪ ♪ I’M THAT CRACKER,
BEND THE LAW,
FUCK THE RULES ♪ ♪ MAN I USED TO RISK IT ALL,
NOW I GOT TOO MUCH TO LOSE ♪ ♪ I BEEN EATIN’ LONG ENOUGH,
MAN MY STOMACH SHOULD BE FULL ♪ ♪ I JUST ATE, LICKED THE PLATE,
MY BUFFET, LUCKY ME ♪ ♪ FUCK YOU THINK? (WOO!) ♪ HOLD ON A MINUTE ARE THEY DOING EVERYTHING THAT
WE DO? BRO, THEY BEEN DOING EVERYTHING
WE BEEN DOIN’ SINCE THE WHOLE
SHIT THEY BEEN COPYING ME ALL DAY
[EMINEM] REALLY?
WATCH THIS, YEAH, WATCH THIS SEE YEAH HERE,
WATCH NO SHIT!
YEAH, HEH FUCK IT ♪ I GOT A COUPLE
OF MANSIONS ♪ ♪ STILL I DON’T
HAVE ANY MANNERS ♪ ♪ YOU GOT A COUPLE
OF GHOST WRITERS ♪ ♪ BUT TO THESE KIDS IT
DON’T ACTUALLY MATTER ♪ ♪ THEY’RE ASKIN’ ME, “WHAT THE
FUCK HAPPENED TO HIP-HOP?” ♪ ♪ I SAID, “I DON’T HAVE
ANY ANSWERS.” ♪ ♪ ‘CAUSE I TOOK AN L WHEN
I DROPPED MY LAST ALBUM ♪ ♪ IT HURT ME LIKE HELL BUT
I’M BACK ON THESE RAPPERS ♪ ♪ AND ACTUALLY COMIN’ FROM
HUMBLE BEGINNINGS ♪ ♪ I’M SOMEWHAT
UNCOMFORTABLE WINNING ♪ ♪ I WISH I COULD SAY
“WHAT A WONDERFUL FEELING!” ♪ ♪ “WE’RE ON THE UPSWING LIKE
WE’RE PUNCHIN’ THE CEILING!” ♪ ♪ BUT NOTHIN’ IS
FEELING LIKE ANYONE
HAS ANY FUCKIN’ ABILITY ♪ ♪ TO EVEN STICK TO A SUBJECT,
IT’S KILLIN’ ME ♪ ♪ THE INABILITY
TO PIN HUMILITY ♪ ♪ HATATA BATATA, WHY DON’T
WE MAKE A BUNCH OF ♪ ♪ FUCKIN’ SONGS ABOUT NOTHIN’
AND MUMBLE ‘EM! ♪ ♪ FUCK IT, I’M GOIN’
FOR THE JUGULAR ♪ ♪ SHIT IS A CIRCUS,
YOU CLOWNS
THAT ARE COMIN’ UP ♪ ♪ DON’T GIVE AN OUNCE OF A
MOTHERFUCK ♪ ♪ ABOUT THE ONES THAT WERE
HERE BEFORE YOU THAT MADE RAP ♪ ♪ LET’S RECAP,
WAY BACK, MC’S THAT
WREAK HAVOC ON TAPE DECKS ♪ ♪ ADATS, WHERE THE G RAP’S
AND KANE’S AT? ♪ ♪ WE NEED 3 STACKS ASAP
AND BRING MASTA ACE BACK ♪ ♪ ‘CAUSE HALF OF THESE RAPPERS
HAVE BRAIN DAMAGE ♪ ♪ ALL THE LEAN RAPPIN’,
FACE TATS,
SYRUPED OUT LIKE TREE SAP ♪ ♪ I DON’T HATE TRAP,
AND I DON’T WANNA SEEM MAD ♪ ♪ BUT IN FACT,
WHERE THE OLD ME AT?
THE SAME CAT ♪ ♪ THAT WOULD TAKE THAT
FEED-BACK AND AIM BACK,
I NEED THAT ♪ ♪ BUT I THINK
IT’S INEVITABLE ♪ ♪ THEY KNOW WHAT BUTTON TO
PRESS OR WHAT LEVER TO PULL ♪ ♪ TO GET ME TO SNAP THOUGH
(LIL BITCH) ♪ ♪ AND IF I’M PAYIN’ ATTENTION
I’M PROBABLY MAKIN’ IT BIGGER ♪ ♪ BUT YOU’VE BEEN TAKIN’ YA
DICKS IN THE FUCKIN’ BACK,
HO (GET IT?) ♪ ♪ ON THE BRINK, ANY MINUTE
GOT ME THINKIN’ OF FINISHIN’ ♪ ♪ EVERYTHING WITH ACETAMINOPHEN
AND REAPIN’ THE BENEFITS ♪ ♪ I’M ASLEEP AT
THE WHEEL AGAIN ♪ ♪ AS I PEAK INTO THINKIN’
ABOUT AN EVIL INTENT ♪ ♪ OF ANOTHER BEAT
I’MA KILL AGAIN ♪ ♪ ‘CAUSE EVEN IF I GOTTA
END UP EATIN’ A PILL AGAIN ♪ ♪ EVEN KETAMINE
OR METHAMPHETAMINE
WITH THE MINITHIN ♪ ♪ IT BETTER BE AT LEAST
70 TO 300 MILLIGRAM ♪ ♪ AND I MIGHT AS WELL
‘CAUSE I’MA END UP
BEIN’ A VILLAIN AGAIN ♪ ♪ LEVELS TO THIS SHIT,
I GOT AN ELEVATOR ♪ ♪ YOU COULD NEVER SAY TO ME I’M
NOT A FUCKIN’ RECORD BREAKER ♪ ♪ I SOUND LIKE A BROKEN RECORD
EVERY TIME I BREAK A RECORD ♪ ♪ NOBODY COULD EVER TAKE
AWAY THE LEGACY I MADE,
I NEVER CATER ♪ ♪ MOTHERFUCKER NOW I GOT
A RIGHT TO BE THIS WAY ♪ ♪ I GOT SPITE INSIDE MY DNA ♪ ♪ BUT I WROTE ‘TIL
THE WHEELS FALL OFF, I’M
WORKIN’ TIRELESSLY, AYY ♪ ♪ IT’S THE MOMENT
Y’ALL BEEN WAITIN’ FOR ♪ ♪ LIKE CALIFORNIA WISHIN’
RAIN WOULD POUR ♪ ♪ IN THAT DROUGHT,
Y’ALL BEEN PRAYIN’ FOR ♪ ♪ MY DOWNFALL FROM THE
8 MILE TO THE SOUTHPAW ♪ ♪ STILL THE SAME MARSHALL,
THAT OUTLAW ♪ ♪ THAT THEY SAY AS A
WRITER MIGHT’VE FELL OFF ♪ ♪ I’M BACK ON THAT BULL
LIKE THE COWBOYS ♪ ♪ SO Y’ALL GOTTA MOVE (YEAH),
Y’ALL GOTTA MOVE (YEAH),
Y’ALL GOTTA MOVE ♪ ♪ GIVE ME SOME ROOM,
GIVE ME SOME ROOM,
GIVE ME THE JUICE ♪ ♪ HOP OUT THE COUPE,
HOP OUT THE COUPE,
HOP OUT AND SHOOT ♪ ♪ Y’ALL GOTTA MOVE,
Y’ALL GOTTA MOVE,
GIVE ME THE JUICE ♪

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