Bang (Remix)

Bang (Remix) - Griselda/Eminem (埃米納姆)

Lyrics by：Demond Price/Thomas Paldino/Eliot Dubock/Marshall B. Mathers/Luis Resto

Composed by：Demond Price/Thomas Paldino/Eliot Dubock/Marshall B. Mathers/Luis Resto

Conway the Machine：

Yeah

Brr

Uh

Brr brr brr

Brr brr brr

Machine

Brr

It's not a game n***a

Brr brr

It's not a f**kin' game n***a

Brr brr brr

Look look

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 n***as 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

Uh-huh

The chopper make your body lean my n***as body things

Brr

Uh I'm with the jackboys I'm with the robbin' team

Uh-huh

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

Uh-huh

The shells'll bang make everything outta your helmet hang

Uh the mayo jar was Hellmann's 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

Uh-huh

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 ugh

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

Westside Gunn：

Ayo SE Gang who f**kin' with that

Ah

Growin' up everybody momma loves you on pack

We got bodies

Got bodies boom

The masters of

My n***a did five he came home with a kilo

BENNY THE BUTCHER：

Yeah I was listenin' to Stan with coke flippin' in the pan

I brought enough quarters back to go scrimmage with the Rams

Let's go

When it comes to my plug

Uh huh

It won't fit in the sedan

Comparin' us you can't do it it's like Timberlands to Vans

Official only you know that pistol under the floor mat

Been hated on more than Jesus locked up more times than Kodak

The pots handy pitched for my family like Sandy Koufax

Gave my connect a fresh hundred grand and he hand me d**e back

Blocks and jail walls to spots on the Billboard

Uh

Posted up in them traps and they knocked until dawn

Ayo who that

The foreigns ain't cheap and these watches still cost

Skrrt ah

Glocks so big one shot knock your wheels off

Conway the Machine：

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

Eminem：

I used to be a man of the people

Hit the clubs and mingle

What up

Used to dream one day I'd be f**kin' 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 f**kin' 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 f**kin' 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-Das 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 like

Bang