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Eminem - a geezer's perspective

 
 
Finn dAbuzz
 
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Reply Mon 5 Jun, 2017 04:30 pm
@InfraBlue,
There once was a sailor named Luner who sailed out to sea on a schooner
Aft a year with no sex, he was found on the deck
With his dork down the mouth of a tuna.

-Finn, circa 1986

Filthy limericks are the best
Lash
 
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Reply Mon 5 Jun, 2017 06:36 pm
@McGentrix,
Heh. Nah, ****. He's awesome.
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ehBeth
 
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Reply Mon 5 Jun, 2017 07:59 pm
@InfraBlue,
I was part of a wedding where the bride and groom wanted to put a twist on the glass clinking for a kiss. They said that people had to get up and make up a limerick before they'd kiss. Leonard Lee of Lee Valley Tools was there. He was brilliant with limericks - they flew out of his mouth almost faster than they could kiss and sit down. It was marvellous. An absolute gift when people have an innate sense of rhyme and rhythm for things like limericks or rap.
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snood
 
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Reply Tue 6 Jun, 2017 04:10 am
Check this out:

edgarblythe
 
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Reply Tue 6 Jun, 2017 04:43 am
@snood,
Good find, snood.
snood
 
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Reply Tue 6 Jun, 2017 05:16 am
@edgarblythe,
It's a toe-tapper!
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ehBeth
 
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Reply Tue 6 Jun, 2017 08:54 am
@snood,
Fabulous. Thanks for posting that.
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InfraBlue
 
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Reply Tue 6 Jun, 2017 10:55 am
@Finn dAbuzz,
I bet Luner died laughing at himself.
InfraBlue
 
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Reply Tue 6 Jun, 2017 12:34 pm
@snood,
Heh, they set it to Chic's Good Times, a la Sugarhill Gang.
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Finn dAbuzz
 
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Reply Tue 6 Jun, 2017 12:44 pm
@InfraBlue,
I wouldn't know. I didn't speculate on his life after the incident.

You're not a prude are you?
InfraBlue
 
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Reply Tue 6 Jun, 2017 01:32 pm
@Finn dAbuzz,
Finn dAbuzz wrote:

I wouldn't know. I didn't speculate on his life after the incident.

You're not a prude are you?

My friend would have me laughing at myself from the filthy limericks he'd compose about me.

I'm not a prude when the situation allows for filthiness.
Finn dAbuzz
 
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Reply Tue 6 Jun, 2017 01:33 pm
@InfraBlue,
Well you can rest assured there was no actual "Luner"
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edgarblythe
 
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Reply Tue 6 Jun, 2017 01:54 pm
@McGentrix,
McGentrix wrote:

One of my favorites. If you like rhythm and flow, you should enjoy it as well...

[youtube]https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=XbGs_qK2PQA[/youtube]

I figure if I read along as he is playing I will get more out of it. Maybe not.

Rap God
Eminem
Look, I was gonna go easy on you and not to hurt your feelings
But I'm only going to get this one chance
Something's wrong, I can feel it (Six minutes, Slim Shady, you're on)
Just a feeling I've got, like something's about to happen, but I don't know what
If that means, what I think it means, we're in trouble, big trouble,
And if he is as bananas as you say, I'm not taking any chances
You were just what the doctor ordered
I'm beginning to feel like a Rap God, Rap God
All my people from the front to the back nod, back nod
Now who thinks their arms are long enough to slap box, slap box?
They said I rap like a robot, so call me Rapbot
But for me to rap like a computer must be in my genes
I got a laptop in my back pocket
My pen'll go off when I half-c*** it
Got a fat knot from that rap profit
Made a living and a killing off it
Ever since Bill Clinton was still in office
With Monica Lewinsky feeling on his nut-sack
I'm an MC still as honest
But as rude and indecent as all hell syllables, killaholic (Kill 'em all with)
This slickety, gibbedy, hibbedy hip hop
You don't really wanna get into a pissing match with this rappidy rap
Packing a Mac in the back of the Ac, pack backpack rap, yep, yackidy-yac
The exact same time I attempt these lyrical acrobat stunts while I'm practicing
That I'll still be able to break a motherf***in' table
Over the back of a couple of faggots and crack it in half
Only realized it was ironic I was signed to Aftermath after the fact
How could I not blow? All I do is drop F-bombs, feel my wrath of attack
Rappers are having a rough time period, here's a Maxipad
It's actually disastrously bad
For the wack while I'm masterfully constructing this masterpiece as
I'm beginning to feel like a Rap God, Rap God
All my people from the front to the back nod, back nod
Now who thinks their arms are long enough to slap box, slap box?
Let me show you maintaining this s*** ain't that hard, that hard
Everybody want the key and the secret to rap immortality like I have got
Well, to be truthful the blueprint's simply rage and youthful exuberance
Everybody loves to root for a nuisance
Hit the earth like an asteroid, did nothing but shoot for the moon since
MC's get taken to school with this music
Cause I use it as a vehicle to bust a rhyme
Now I lead a new school full of students
Me? I'm a product of Rakim, Lakim Shabazz, 2Pac N-
-W.A, Cube, hey, Doc, Ren, Yella, Eazy, thank you, they got Slim
Inspired enough to one day grow up, blow up and be in a position
To meet Run DMC and induct them into the motherf***in' Rock n'
Roll Hall of Fame
Even though I walk in the church and burst in a ball of flames
Only Hall of Fame I be inducted in is the alcohol of fame
On the wall of shame
You fags think it's all a game 'til I walk a flock of flames
Off of planking, tell me what in the f*** are you thinking?
Little gay looking boy
So gay I can barely say it with a straight face looking boy
You witnessing a massacre
Like you watching a church gathering take place looking boy
Oy vey, that boy's gay, that's all they say looking boy
You get a thumbs up, pat on the back
And a way to go from your label everyday looking boy
Hey, looking boy, what you say looking boy?
I got a "hell yeah" from Dre looking boy
I'mma work for everything I have
Never ask nobody for s***, get outta my face looking boy
Basically boy you're never gonna be capable
To keep up with the same pace looking boy
'Cause I'm beginning to feel like a Rap God, Rap God
All my people from the front to the back nod, back nod
The way I'm racing around the track, call me Nascar, Nascar
Dale Earnhardt of the trailer park, the White Trash God
Kneel before General Zod this planet's Krypton, no Asgard, Asgard
So you be Thor and I'll be Odin, you rodent, I'm omnipotent
Let off then I'm reloading immediately with these bombs I'm totin'
And I should not be woken
I'm the walking dead, but I'm just a talking head, a zombie floating
But I got your mom deep throating
I'm out my ramen noodle, we have nothing in common, poodle
I'm a doberman, pinch yourself in the arm and pay homage, pupil
It's me, my honesty's brutal
But it's honestly futile if I don't utilize what I do though
For good at least once in a while
So I wanna make sure somewhere in this chicken scratch I scribble and doodle
Enough rhymes to maybe to try and help get some people through tough times
But I gotta keep a few punchlines just in case cause even you unsigned
Rappers are hungry looking at me like it's lunchtime
I know there was a time where once I
Was king of the underground, but I still rap like I'm on my Pharoahe Monch grind
So I crunch rhymes, but sometimes when you combine
Appeal with the skin color of mine
You get too big and here they come trying to,
Censor you like that one line I said on "I'm Back" from the Marshall Mathers LP
One where I tried to say I take seven kids from Columbine
Put 'em all in a line, add an AK-47, a revolver and a nine
See if I get away with it now that I ain't as big as I was, but I've
Morphed into an immortal coming through the portal
You're stuck in a time warp from 2004 though
And I don't know what the f*** that you rhyme for
You're pointless as Rapunzel with f***ing cornrows
You're like normal, f*** being normal
And I just bought a new Raygun from the future
To just come and shoot ya like when Fabolous made Ray J mad
'Cause Fab said he looked like a fag at Maywhether’s pad
Singin' to a man while they played piano
Man, oh man, that was a 24/7 special on the cable channel
So Ray J went straight to the radio station the very next day
"Hey, Fab, I'mma kill you"
Lyrics coming at you at supersonic speed, (JJ Fad)
Uh, sama lamaa duma lamaa you a**uming I'm a human
What I gotta do to get it through to you I'm superhuman
Innovative and I'm made of rubber
So that anything you saying ricocheting off of me and it'll glue to you
I'm never stating, more than never demonstrating
How to give a motherf***in' audience a feeling like it's levitating
Never fading, and I know that the haters are forever waiting
For the day that they can say I fell off, they'd be celebrating
Cause I know the way to get 'em motivated
I make elevating music, you make elevator music
Oh, he's too mainstream
Well, that's what they do when they get jealous, they confuse it
It's not hip hop, it's pop, cause I found a hella way to fuse it
With rock, shock rap with Doc
Throw on Lose Yourself and make 'em lose it
I don't know how to make songs like that
I don't know what words to use
Let me know when it occurs to you
While I’m ripping any one of these verses diverse as you
It’s curtains, I’m inadvertently hurtin' you
How many verses I gotta murder to,
Prove that if you're half as nice at songs you can sacrifice virgins too uh!
School flunkie, pill junky
But look at the accolades the skills brung me
Full of myself, but still hungry
I bully myself cause I make me do what I put my mind to
And I'm a million leagues above you, ill when I speak in tongues
But it's still tongue in cheek, f*** you
I'm drunk so Satan take the f***ing wheel, I'm asleep in the front seat
Bumping Heavy D and the Boys, still chunky, but funky
But in my head there's something I can feel tugging and struggling
Angels fight with devils, here's what they want from me
They asking me to eliminate some of the women hate
But if you take into consideration the bitter hatred that I had
Then you may be a little patient and more sympathetic to the situation
And understand the discrimination
But f*** it, life's handing you lemons, make lemonade then
But if I can't batter the women how the f*** am I supposed to bake them a cake then?
Don't mistake it for Satan
It's a fatal mistake if you think I need to be overseas
And take a vacation to trip a broad
And make her fall on her face and don't be a retard
Be a king? Think not, why be a king when you can be a God?
Songwriters: BIGRAM JOHN ZAYAS, DANIA MARIA BIRKS, DOUGLAS L DAVIS, FATIMAH SHAHEED, JUANA MICHELLE BURNS, JUANITA A. LEE, KIM R. NAZEL, MARSHALL B. III MATHERS, MATTHEW ARTHUR DELGIORNO, RICKY M. L. WALTERS, STEPHEN HACKER
McGentrix
 
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Reply Tue 6 Jun, 2017 07:54 pm
@edgarblythe,
Rap God Lyrics | Genius Lyrics

I like this site because you click lyrics and get background, notes and thoughts on them.
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Real Music
 
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Reply Wed 7 Jun, 2017 10:52 pm
@edgarblythe,
Google youtube videos for (Slim Shady)
or (Slim Shady with Dr Dre)
You will find various Eminem videos under that name
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edgarblythe
 
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Reply Mon 26 Jun, 2017 10:58 am
It didn't take. I still don't listen to him.
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