Bang – Eminem lyrics

Lyrics Bang – Eminem

Bang lyrics
Ayo I use the Arm & Hammer just to fluff my brick
Say what I wanna say and I don’t give a f**k I’m rich (Ahh)
Tuck my fifth don’t hesitate to bust my s**t
I tell you niggas like Kyrie “Suck my d**k” (Hahahaha)
I don’t trust a soul I don’t even trust my b***h (Uh-uh)
Before I fall in love I’d rather cut my wrist (Ahh)
I sweat Ace of Spades n***a that’s how much I sip
Body a rap n***a quick before the Dutch got twist
(Ayo let’s roll somethin’)
Yeah the shotty ring this s**t is not a thing
The chopper make your body lean my niggas body things (Brr)
Uh I’m with the jackboys I’m with the robbin’ team
On my mama I never rocked a pair of Robin jeans (Hahahaha)
Everything I jot is mean how you gon’ stop Machine?
My name it probably ring like Las Vegas slot machines
The MAC by my pelvis in my Helmut Lang
The shells’ll bang make everything outta your helmet hang
Uh the mayo jar was Hellmans when I swirled the ‘caine
Then I wrapped the yayo up in cellophane (Woo)
My shooter got Dame Lillard from the elbow aim
I thought of that while I was courtside at the Melo game (Ahh)
Bricks are off-white I imported some
Whippin’ all night until the mornin’ come (All night n***a)
Still pitchin’ long nights until my fortune come
That’s big checks on the side like the Off-White Jordan 1s

Ayo they think this s**t a game n***a (This s**t a game n***a)
Ayo they think this s**t a game (This s**t a game oh word?)
Ayo they think this s**t a game
Until I pull up let it ring (Let it ring)
Until I pull up let it ring (Let it ring)
Until I pull up let it ring
Ayo they think this s**t a game n***a (This s**t a game n***a)
Ayo they think this s**t a game (This s**t a game huh?)
Ayo they think this s**t a game
Until I pull up let it bang n***a (Let it bang n***a)
Until I pull up let it bang (Let it bang)
Until I pull up let it

I used to be a man of the people
Hit the clubs and mingle (What up?)
Used to dream one day I’d be fuckin’ pink like a flamingo (Pink)
That was back when I smoked Canibus
Man but it was tough ’cause I was a fan of his
So it sucked to hand him his a*s but
Yeah lookin’ back on my feuds
How me and Ja Rule almost got cool
‘Cause we shot pool back in ’01
Was it ’02? I don’t know but
Something told me fuckin’ not to
Then we got stuck in high school I shoved an Oscar up his wazoo
Yeah but I think of the rappers I slayed and buried like every night
And every career I might’ve killed sometimes I say a prayer and I
Wonder is there a heaven for a G? And if so is the sanctuary nice?
Studios for rap like Coolio shootin’ craps at gangster’s paradise
Huh here a mic there a mic
Everywhere a mic share and share alike
But just don’t compare alike
Instead of comparin’ me pick a fair fight
Compare me to lightnin’ that similarity’s strikin’
Compare me to Jaws
Compare me to Manson Marilyn or Charles
Compare me to Nas Biggie or Pac
Do not compare me to that Iggy b***h
Or all this fuckin’ Milli Vanilli hip-hop
This is where all that silly s**t stops
Compare me to the pistol that triggered this thought
The semi the Glock 9 millis get cocked I’m sending a shot
Don’t come around with them floss raps tryna stunt
Compare me to Meek big wheelies get popped
One by one compare ’em to scabs I’m picking them off
They’re going home to f**k Nicki Minaj aw
Compare me to Diggity Daz yah
I’m hickity-hitting it raw ha
In the trailer park (Haha)
Told her I’d play the part like Kanan Stark’s
Ate her twat like a Tater Tot oh s**t
Get the strap like a trainin’ bra
Lunchtime like at eight-o’clock
But Shady’s not for the faint of heart
Goin’ at these pricks like Lorena Bobbitt
Y’all want drama we can make a scary movie like Marlon Wayans
Y’all lookin’ at the charred remains of Charlamagne tha God
Slim whip Westside and Conway are not playin’
I cock back aim and I spray ya likeee

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