[00:00.04] I don't smile, I don't frown, get too up or get too down (nah) [00:03.56] I was here, so were you, you came and went, I stuck around (yeah) [00:07.27] Still here now, stop me how? Your opinion's like a broken calculator [00:11.39] That shit doesn't count [00:12.48] Shut your motherfuckin' mouth [00:14.22] I'm emptyin' (I'm emptyin') my book of rhymes (my book of rhymes) [00:17.52] Get 'em all off my pad, every thought that I had [00:20.78] I said I'm emptyin' (I'm emptyin') my book of rhymes (my book of rhymes) [00:24.78] Get 'em all off my pad (Yeah), every thought that I had [00:27.90] Haven't used all the tricks I have [00:29.70] So like my balls, I'm in my bag (my bag) [00:31.46] Get a little teste when I'm mad (I'm mad) [00:33.34] Sick of wrestling this iPad (iPad) [00:35.47] Unsuccessfully, I might add [00:36.72] And I know it's bеst to leave it lie [00:38.15] But even I get obsessed with reading everything [00:40.46] And let it get the best of me 'til I snap ('til I snap) [00:42.98] But I need to get off the internet (get off the internet) [00:44.87] I need to get on the mic (get on the mic) [00:46.66] You need to get off the internet (internet) [00:48.37] You need to get you a life [00:49.86] Why you waste time just to comment on shit? (Comment on shit) [00:52.02] Especially shit you don't like (shit you don't like) [00:53.32] Don't like it, don't listen [00:54.05] But don't tell me 'bout your favorite rapper rippin' [00:55.85] Some shit he didn't write (shit he didn't write) [00:57.38] What happened to Slim? He was no cap with the pen [00:59.75] He used to rap like the people his music was for [01:01.99] He was exactly like them [01:03.22] The dude who used to be poor, why can't he tap into him? [01:05.98] Can't use that excuse anymore [01:07.03] He's mad at the wind, he's in a nuclear war [01:09.38] With a cloud, he's yellin' at it again [01:11.56] I talked to your mother, she told me she loved me [01:13.23] All she wanna do is just hold me and hug me [01:15.07] Wants nobody but me, she showed me the Dougie [01:16.57] Can I get a witness like notary public? (Preach) [01:18.85] She said, "Kick some fly shit" (fly shit) [01:20.36] I said, "I got wings on my ass" (wings on my ass) [01:22.16] Told her my dick's a cockpit (dick's a cockpit) [01:23.95] I fly by the seat of my pants (seat of my pants) [01:26.06] Sinful thoughts, this beat is crazy, this shit's retarded [01:28.72] This instru's mental (this instru's mental) to mini-bars, incidental charges [01:32.79] When did it start? I been cold-hearted in this heart since kindergarten [01:35.63] Mental sharpness which makes Slim a walking dentist office [01:38.06] Bitch, I invented flossin' [01:39.64] Yeah, I used to wonder (I used to wonder) [01:41.78] Where my next meal's gonna come from (meal's gonna come from) [01:43.34] Now, I just wonder (now I just wonder) [01:45.12] Where my next mill's gonna come from (mill's gonna come from) [01:47.14] I cannot have no success (have no success) [01:48.41] Unless when I finally make it (finally make it) [01:50.48] I get to remind all the haters (remind all the haters) [01:51.98] Who shitted on me when I'm on my way up (I'm on my way) [01:53.92] My floor is y'all fool's ceilings [01:55.53] If I was you, I would step or find yourself twisted [01:57.83] That's how you'll wind up like spiral stairs [02:00.01] I will swear on a stack of Bibles [02:01.79] I will tear new behinds out of rivals, even your idols, I don't care [02:04.22] It's Music to Be Murdered By [02:05.63] So Bon Iver can swallow a fuckin' Ja Rule bobblehead [02:08.18] And die slow like Alzheimer's (ha-ha) [02:09.75] Lone sniper, I hold a microphone like a loaded rifle [02:12.92] My dome's brighter, all I spit from my skull's fire [02:15.13] All that's missing's a motorcycle with the chrome wires, spoke tires [02:18.19] And y'all are flow biters, so I don't gotta [02:20.30] Explain why they call me your ghostwriter [02:21.80] I'm emptyin' (I'm emptyin') my book of rhymes (my book of rhymes) [02:25.34] Get 'em all off my pad, every thought that I had [02:28.86] I said I'm emptyin' (I'm emptyin') my book of rhymes (my book of rhymes) [02:32.37] Get 'em all off my pad, every thought that I had (Illa) [02:36.20] Haven't used all the tricks I have, so like my balls, it's in my bag [02:38.72] I tend to get a little testy when I'm mad [02:40.58] But gift of gab and pen to pad turn temper tantrums into anthems [02:43.59] Put lips to ass and kiss the cracks, spit your damnedest [02:45.56] You're still gonna hit the canvas [02:46.63] Rippin' rappers, veterans to whippersnappers [02:48.43] Mr. Mathers is killin' this shit, villainous wit with scant less [02:51.05] Syllables rip the planet, biblical shit's fittin' to hit the fan [02:53.47] Anybody wanna go tit for tat's gonna get hit with that [02:55.75] Then the amygdala hippocampus is gonna trigger the ignoramus [02:58.60] To think of the most ridiculous shit to spit then [03:00.69] Pit it against these pitiful rappers [03:02.24] Insidious, these idiots wittiest shit against me shitty as MC Hammer's [03:06.06] Get your whole squad, send a task force in [03:07.60] If you want it, you're 'bout to get what you asked for then [03:09.57] Put your helmet on, strap your chin [03:10.89] You're 'bout to get you a crash course in [03:12.11] Who not to start a motherfuckin' rap war with [03:14.07] Or to go against, fuck would you wanna do that for? [03:16.00] No offense, but are you retards slow or dense? [03:18.16] A fuckin' penny has more sense [03:20.05] Yeah, now you gotta get killed [03:21.06] But it's not a big deal, but every thought is so ill [03:23.17] And so methodical, thought I swallowed a pill [03:24.97] I'm starting to feel like I'm an automobile [03:26.64] With Barnacle Bill inside the car at the wheel [03:28.58] Inside a carnival [03:29.27] 'Cause I'm plowin' into everyone who wrote snidey articles [03:31.98] And that explains why the fuck you clowns are all in my grill [03:34.93] Joy and pain, fortune, fame, torture, shame, choice I made [03:37.64] Swore someday the world would pay less to lose [03:39.78] More to gain, daughters raised [03:41.16] Yesterday, glory days, adored and praised, ignored the hate [03:43.92] Addressed the fake, toured with Dre, tore a page from Jordan came [03:46.47] Destroyed the game before you came, enjoy your stay [03:49.13] Before it's gone away [03:50.06] But the more you claim that you're gonna point and aim [03:52.00] If it joined a gang, your shit isn't going to bang [03:53.87] You're just boring, lame and more of the same [03:55.23] You have an enormous chain, but a stormless brain [03:57.16] The most you can form is rain [03:58.26] Your shit is pointless, same as a scoreless game [04:00.01] So, bitch, quit lyin', you're denyin' like Mr. Porter's name [04:02.99] Borderline bipolar disorder since my stroller [04:04.74] Eyes rollin' back in my skull like Eli Porter [04:06.52] Fire mortar (brr) rounds, Ayatollah, every iota I load up [04:09.18] I owe to my motor mouth [04:11.32] This is my note to self [04:12.64] Sometimes you're gonna bomb [04:13.84] So you just might have to blow yourself up with no one's help [04:16.74] I just wrote it down in my book of rhymes [04:19.80] Preemo, take us out [04:22.20] Writin' in my book of rhymes [04:25.19] My book of rhymes, my book of rhymes [04:28.37] I'm, I'm, I'm, I'm, I'm, I'm eastside [04:32.36] Writin' in my book of rhymes [04:37.20] [04:39.63] My book of rhymes, my book of rhymes [04:42.65] I'm, I'm, I'm, I'm, I'm, I'm eastside [04:44.95]