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آهنگ جدید امینم با همراهی Royce da 59 با نام  Not Alike | با دو کیفیت

 

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[Intro: Eminem]

Tay Keith, fu*** these niggas up!

Yeah

 

[Pre-Chorus: Eminem]

Brain dead, eye drops

Pain meds, cyclops

Daybed, iPod

Maybach, my bach

Trainwrecks, sidewalks

Pay less, high-tops

K-Fed, iHop

Playtex, icebox

 

[Chorus: Eminem]

That's how much we have in common (yeah!)

That's how much we have in common (whoa!)

Up on this mic, when we're on it (yeah!)

That's how much we have in common (yeah!)

That's how much we have in common (woo!)

That's how much we have in common

We are not alike, there's not alike us on the mic (yeah!)

 

[Verse 1: Royce Da 5'9"]

I don't do Jordans and Audemars

I do explosions and Molotovs

Y'all blowin' smoke as if y'all ain't washed

I blow the smoke from the car exhaust

Flyin' to a party I am not invited to, feelin' like the streets need me

I ain't gotta dance long as my Ferrari Spyder move like C Breezy

I don't gotta hire goons

I'd rather try to buy the moon and breathe freely

The sky is blue, the tie is new

The Masarati white and cool like G-Eazy

While these dudes tryna figure out

How to do a freestyle as fly as me

I'm confused tryna figure out how to do Kapri Styles and Mya G

Everybody doin' chick joints

Probably rob these little dudes at fist point

'Member everybody used to bite Nickel

Now everybody doin' Bitcoin

We don't got nothin' in common (no)

We don't got nothin' in common (no)

Y'all into stuff like doubled-up Styrofoam cups

On them uppers-and-downers (woo!)

I'm into stuff like doublin' commas

Find me a brother who's solid

To count the shit up and then bust the shit down

When the cops set us up, we can flush the shit down

We can not give a fu***, shit, a fu***in' colonic

Sellin' your cock and your butt for a follower

Possible couple of dollars, you powder sniff

Now you're slippin', call it a power trip, a product of politics

Y'all went from profit and toppin' the charts

To dropped in the park in a pile of shit

Knowledge is power, but powerless

If you got it and you do not acknowledge it

Y'all music sound like Dr. Seuss inspired it

Hirin' strippers, prostitutes retirin'

We can spit it for ya advance

I'm fit to be king, you're cut out to fit in Prince pants

You niggas—

[Pre-Chorus: Eminem]

Brain dead, eye drops

Pain meds, cyclops

Daybed, iPod

Maybach, my bach

Trainwrecks, sidewalks

Pay less, high-tops

K-Fed, iHop

Playtex, icebox

 

[Chorus: Eminem]

That's how much we have in common (yeah!)

That's how much we have in common (whoa!)

Up on this mic, when we're on it (yeah!)

That's how much we have in common (yeah!)

That's how much we have in common (woo!)

That's how much we have in common

We are not alike, there's not alike us—

 

[Verse 2: Eminem]

You say you're affiliated with murderers, killas (ayy)

The people you run with are thuggin' (gang)

But you're just a wannabe gunna (gang)

Like you was gonna do somethin'

Actin' like you catchin' bodies (ayy)

And you got juice, lil youngin, you're buggin'

You ain't never even been charged in connection with battery

bi**h, you ain't plugged in to nothin'

Rap God spit lyrical bullets (boom)

And gats cock, your partners better tool up

This has not to do with muscular

But have guns for sure, you better put a

Strap on, in other words if you're gonna

Roll up with your (gang) you're gon' need a arsenal

'Cause this bar is over your head

So you better have arms if you're gonna pull up (skrrt)

Oh, you run the streets, huh?

Now you wanna come and fu*** with me, huh?

This little cock-sucker, he must be feelin' himself

He wants to keep up his tough demeanor

So he does a feature, decides to team up with Nina

But next time you don't gotta use Tech N9ne

If you wanna come at me with a sub, Machine Gun

And I'm talkin' to you, but you already know who the fu*** you are, Kelly

I don't use sublims and sure as fu*** don't sneak-diss

But keep commenting on my daughter Hailie

I keep on telling motherfu***ers, bi**hes, in case you forgot really

I need Ja memories, jars like strawberry or pineapple, apricot jelly

I respond rarely, but this time Shady 'bout to sound off

Like a fu***in' cocked semi Glock, demi-god

Let me put a fu***ing silencer on this little non-threatening blond fairy cornball takin' shots at me

You're not ready, fool, break yourself like Rocksteady Crew

Obviously, I'm not gettin' through

We can get it poppin' like Redenbach, lettin' off like Remy Ma

Heavy artillery, gotta deal harsh with a harsh child

Pull a motherfu***ing heart bigger than Bizarre's belly

Only time you'll ever say I lost

You'll be talkin' 'bout Fetty Wap, better call Diddy

Just to try to get me off, and you better hope I don't call Trick Trick

bi**h, this shit don't fly in our city

Punk, you don't disrespect OGs, R.I.P. Prodigy

Sold Dre my soul and then told him the moment he signed me

That I'll be the most hated, though made it

So that there's no shame, it's okay to own it

'Cause life is a bi**h, she's a bow-legged ho

But now those days are over

I Harvey Weinstein a bathrobe hanging open

My code name is groper, I role play with lotion

I fu*** the whole world then I throw away the Trojan

Olé the hoes like with home-made explosives

I blow eighty holes in you

Don't make me go in, I OJ the flows and

I'm insult to injury, Rolaids to Goldman

I throws Dre a Motrin, I throated Nicole

As they both there to choke and my whole plate is soakin'

I'm double-edge sword it 'cause one place I poke and

I stick and I turn in a rotatin' motion

Invisible with the pen, I'm at the pinnacle of sick individuals

Stick my dick and put the tip in at minimal

I'm fu***in' these syllables, I let them lick on my genitals

I'm a fu***ing invisible, indefensible, despicable, difficult prick

A little bit unpredictable, I spit the formidable

That you bi**hes are fu***in' with, the original

I can say that me and Nickel are identical, but not us

The only thing we have in common is I'm a dick and you suck

Otherwise one has nothin' to do with the other

None comes close to skunk, bug, soldier

Tongue, shrub, shoulder, one month older

Sponge, mob, colder, none, rug, hoaster

Lug, nut, coaster, lung, jug roaster

Young Thug poster, unplugged toaster

 

[Chorus: Eminem]

That's how much we have in common (yeah!)

That's how much we have in common (whoa!)

Up on this mic, when we're on it (yeah!)

That's how much we have in common (yeah!)

That's how much we have in common (woo!)

That's how much we have in common

We are not alike, there's not alike us—

(Man, fu*** this shit, let's go)

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