Nail In The Coffin(Benzino Diss)
by Eminem
Album:
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This motherfucker here, just wont shut up will you?
Talk about i owe you, bitch you me
Promotin you right now
Man lets put the nail in his coffin
(chorus)
i dont wanna be like this
i dun really wanna hurt-no-feelings
but im only being real when i say
nobody wants to hear there grandfather rap (nope)
and old men have heart attacks
and i dun wanna be responsible for that
so put the mic down and walk away
you can still have a little bit of dignity
(verse 1)
i would never claim to be no
ray benzino , no
an 83 year old, fake pacino
so how can he hold me over some bal-cony
without throwing his lower back out
as soon as he goes to lift me
please don't, you'll probably fall with me
and our asses will both be history
but then again you finally get your wish
cause you'll be all over the street like 50 cent
fucking punk, pussy, fuck you chump
give me a one-on-one see if i don't fuck you up
tryin to jump the ruff ryders and they cut you up
and you put jada on a track, thats how much you suck dick in the industry
swear that you in the streets hustling
you sit behind a fucking desk at the Source butt kissing
and begging muthafuckas for guest appearences
and you cant even get the clearence
cause real lyricses dont evan respect you or take you serious
is not that we dont like you... we hate you period!
talk about a midlife crisis damn
last week u was shakein obie trices' hand
now he's a busssta? what the fucks with that
get on a track dissing us, kissing 50's ass
and asken me what i know about inditements, bite me!
Bitch i got 2 cases and probation, Fight me!
what do i know about stading in front of a judge ,like a man
ready to take whatever sentence he hands
what you know about your wife slicing her wrists
right in front of the only thing that you have in this world
a little girl
and i'll put that on her
when this is all over
i would never try to make her a star, and eat off her
i dunno shit about no shopping rocks
but what you know about hip-hop, shops, rocking spots
well your the only white boy up in that bitch just ripping
pressing up your own flyers, and your stickers , sticking
and bitches up after spending 6 hours at kinkos
makeing copies of you covers of casette singles
to sell them out of the trunk of your tracer
spending your whole pay check at disc makers
what you know about being bullied over half your life
oh thats right, you should know what thats like, you're half white
vanilla ice spill the beans and rice, im eating you alive inside, Jesus Christ!
If you that much of a gangsta put the mic down
you should be out killing muthafuckas right now
kill a muthafucka dead, kill him dead bitch
shoot him in the fucking head, go ahead bitch
slap my mom, slap the fuck out of her
she can't sue you, she wouldn't get a buck out of you
cause your broke as fuck, you suck
you're a fucking joke , if u was really selling coke
well then what the fuck you stop for dummy!
if u slew some crack
you'd make alot more money than you do from rap
you'll never have no security, you'll never be famous
you'll never know what is like to be rich, lifes a bitch aint it
brainy, here let me me break this shit down and laymens
terms for you just to make sure
that you can understand this and cant understand using to many complicated
fucking words for you
here then let me slow it down for you so that you can understand if I say it slower
let it go dog its over
i dont wanna be like this
i don't really wanna hurt-no-feelings
but im only being real when i say
nobody wants to hear there grandfather rap (uh uh)
and old men have heart attacks
and i dun wanna be responsible for that
so put the mic down and walk away
you can still have a little bit of dignity
(eminem talking)
haha, talken about i have muthafuckas calling your crib
Bitch, you aint even got a fucking crib
You don't even got a fucking phone, you fucking bum
threatning to, shut me down at your little fucking source magazine if i come back at
you or attack you
bitch, you attacked me first take it like a man and shut the fuck up
fuck you little magazine too, i don't need your little fucking magazine
i got double XL's number anyways,
and yall cant stand it cause they gettin bigger than yall
oh, and by the way how did i look at the VMA's
when you was watchen me, from what ever fucking TV you was watching me from
in boston, the mean streets of boston
fucking sissy
and you gotta stand up you mutha fucka
suck my mutha fuckin Dick
oh, and for those that dont know
dont get it twisted
the SOURCE has a white owner!
Thanks to anonymous Eminem fan for these lyrics
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