Album Name

Revival

Artist

Eminem

Genre

랩/힙합

Release Date

2017.12.15

Release Agency

Universal Music Group

Instinctive nature
to bring the anguish yeah
to the English language
With this ink
you haters get wrote on
like a piece of paper
This rap shit got me
travelin' place to place
you barely leave your house
'Cause you're always stuck
at your pad
it's stationary
Yeah that's why
when I brainstorm
gotta write it out
Simon Cowell of rhymin' foul
that's why you sound so shook
Wire bound notebook
got tied around your throat
Hook it inside your mouth
go HRUHHH
That's what it's like
when the mic is out
'Cause I'm tearin'
at your flesh with it
'Til your larynx
and neck are split
With these lyrics
weapons expert with
Like hair extensions
extra clips
And you're scared
to effin' death of it
Bitch you're starin'
at a legend that
In a pair of Sketcher
sweatshirt ripped
And hoodie black
should be strapped
to a chair or stretcher
Electric swear on
every record bitch
Finger so high in the air
I bet your senses flip
Like a barometric pressure switch
Carin' less who I offend with this
I'm at your neck like Pez dispense
Go 'head spit your flow bitch
I'm at your throat
like chloraseptic 'septic
And you got strep
I'm too complex with
'plex with
This shit I wrote is on
some next shit next shit
I'm at your throat
I'm feelin' reckless
reckless yeah
And I'll take a hundred of you
hundred of you
All at once like
I had nothin' to lose
what can I do
My appetite
for destruction is loose
destruction is loose
And all at once
just to have somethin' to chew
somethin' to chew
Somethin' to chew
Yeah uh
And still conjoined
at the hip with hop
Still on point and poignant
Skilled as Floyd is
And it's filled
and still no filter boy
I'll put you in your place yeah
like a realtor boy
You still ain't
in the buldin' boy
I will destroy shit
even as I build it
Get the drill bit
pen is filled with poison
Which is the source
easy to still pinpoint it
Like what
Like a real thin joint it
What Comes on Quilted Northern
And what In a built-in toilet
Yeah bitch I told you
I'm a dog woof woof
I wouldn't heal with ointment
Way I'm kickin'
these fairies tails
Should write a children's
storybook yeah
Million voices in my head
but still get
a little bit of thrill
And some real enjoyment
Off what Off the feel of going in
Like Like your bitch
when she gives me brain
Like she thinks I'm dumb
Grabs the crown of my dick
and blows me to kingdom come
'Til I feel anointed
She makes iller noises
When she's with me
must be from the Windy City
Pretty apparent she's a M I L F
when blowin' me
'Cause like Kandor and two
rippin' the condom in two woo
Dick is a bargain or two
now I'm gettin' blue
like Kolonopins
Rude Jude I go there
you wouldn't
Well I still have a few views
and comment on you
Just not YouTube 'cause
I'm at your throat
like chloraseptic 'septic
And you got strep
I'm too complex with
'plex with
This shit I wrote is on
some next shit next shit
I'm at your throat
I'm feelin' reckless
reckless yeah
You're a has-been
That has been the case
since back when
You last went
and threw your hat in the race
You've been trash
Stick your raps in the trash bin
Or end up in my next rhyme
You're a fuckboy so next time
It's gonna be heads flyin'
like Dez Bryant
With a TEC-9
against Rex Ryan yeah
Now watch me set it
like correct time
All you get is sloppy seconds
like a Timex I
Clock rejects into the next life
Talkin' reckless that is just my
Strongest suit but you can get my
Columbian neck tie
Prostitute just climb
in the Humvee and lets ride
Why you hitching at night
I put an end to your life
sex crime
Kidding aside insidious vibe
Girl you know you got the
prettiest eyes
But all you're getting is bribe
Ending your life
to try to get you inside
Then we gon' end up
spending the night
And I'm skinning your hide
like an Indian tribe
What kind of nut
drives a Budweiser truck
Finds a slut tries
to surprise her
cuffs ties her
Up binds up cuts
slices her twice
But the muff diver
must just like it rough
Fuck right in her vagina blood
Flies up under thighs ugh
like a geyser uh
Music please
Enthusiast of the roofie
Goal is to get a floozie
inside the jacuzzi
And have a loosie
goosey as coozie is with an Uzi
But I am to rap
what blue jeans mean
to Bruce Springsteen
Glued me be I'm truTV
you're too PG
I'm Schoolly D
you're spoony G
No diss there
just notice there are
no similarities that we share
Besides the fact we breathe air
Happily married to rap
and I'm glad that we buried
The hatchet and patched it up
Now I'm back to ratchet up
my attack
And I'm at your mothafuckin'
throat like
Chloraseptic 'septic
And you got strep
I'm too complex with
'plex with
This shit I wrote is on
some next shit next shit
I'm at your throat
I'm feelin' reckless
reckless yeah
And I'll take a hundred of you
hundred of you
All at once like I had nothin'
to lose what can I do
My appetite for destruction
is loose destruction is loose
And all at once
just to have somethin'
to chew somethin' to chew
Somethin' to chew