The Eminem Blog

Nobody�s iller than this street killa

With his acapella, listen fella
The words he spits ain�t no shit
And if ya ain�t strong enough to battle you�d better quit
He spits fire and his words take you higher and higher,
Don�t hate, you�d better admire
His verses are called � inspire �, if you disagree just retire
The words he will throw
Are not just for the show
Bro, you know, he�s authentic from head to toe,
He can make you scream the crow
So man you�d better put it slow
He�s a freestyler since a long time ago
Standing still, grabbing a word to kill
He�ll put you on the highest hill.

You wish you wasn�t a weak attacker
You�re tired, damn, you have tried, cried,
You�d better have died,you have been put on your knee by your enemy,
You�ve found a word hacker, a tracker
You�re left with a horrible wound
You ain�t worth no pound
Street Killa put you on the ground,
Out of your rotten mouth no sound
You�d better close the door
Or his gun will get you lying on the floor
You beg for mercy in vain, no return, no train,
He�ll get rid of you, now you�re feeling blue
Smashing your brain in the pouring rain
Ill Rhymer, street freestyler