Lirik Lagu Animals (Pt. I) - JID & Eminem
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Look, please don't bring no scare business to me, I fear no man, no hand holdingBanana clip a chimpanzee to rip at me, the tip ain't cheap, the dick ain't freeI ain't no bitch, a bitch ain't me, I beat up beats, I been upbeat, you been on meYou bet on me? Who better than me? You better believe itNever could be, I'm ready to eatThey better get it ready for me, I'm killing the sceneThey gotta get a medical team, da gun a machineThe tongue is a gun, it come with a beamIt come in the red, it come in the greenAnd somebody scared 'cause nobody seen itGet him a bed, and get him a king, and get a macheteGive it a swing, I'm thinking of deadly thingsDrinking red drink, red rum, red rum, 1-5-1-8-7Uh, look, uh, look alive, lil' nigga, they be living a lieI never believe the song that said they could flyThe last nigga I seen, tried it, did it and diedGet a better disguise, you ain't figured it outNigga ain't tryna get victimizedI got a pit and a clip, finna sick da boyDon't nobody wanna get sent to GodThe stick hit through the meat like a shishkabobTake it up with the boss, man, I'm good at my jobIt's not a walk in a park 'cause I'm in a metropolisI'm lost in a thought, but escaping the darknessCaught the broad day, like sun and parked itFelt the force and found the flow, the faucetKept the course ahead, no matter the costI only eat what I kill, do away with the caucusMonster dreadlockness, similar conceptsA dreadlockness monster
I'm a crazy man, I had to get into the game againI'm seeing the lights, I'm looking at the lay of the landI'm in command like I'm Jaden Daniels, breaking inCan't evade a vandal, nigga, save the scandalService candle lit 'cause ya man a bitchI tried to understand, but I'm lackin' the bandwidthA rock in a hard place, crack in a sandwichThe cards I was handed determined the gambitIt made me the man, but it turned me to MansonSon of mad man Max, minimal chancesShaking the head, white man take it to taxesSuit and tie, not fly, ride in the backseat of a taxiI feel like Tyrese MaxeyI'm a zone 6'er, but I'm helluva athleteDoing the rap shit, take a look at the rapsheetNigga will random ratchet, here wit' a black queenAngela Basset, put a tab of acid on ya tongueI ain't never taking a bumpBut I can put it in a package, ya give me a lump sumAnd put it in the bag in the back of a trunkI heard thump, thump, thump, thump, banging the bassI'm breaking the bread, the breakfast, I'm bringin' the baconSlangin' the sausage, crackin' the egg over ya faceI'm half amazing, half man and half alien
Yeah, patience paper thin, I plant a flag in every place I'm inPace has been immense, it's not a race, but I been chasing itBeen unforsaken, only placing faith in the hands that turned the staff into a snakeAnd then a snake into a staff againThe average couldn't start to establish the type of bag I'm inThe nappiest, East AtlantaRapping erratic, righteous and ratchet 'cause that's what happeningYelling from the mountains, so loud it could start an avalancheWe in Babylon, by the way you brother be babblingYou outta chances, I can't overextend the olive branchFuck the bargaining, we barging in, let the car spinPush a Porsche with the 911 like I'm Micah ParsonsWhen attacking a target, half a sack when they sent the blitzIt's a rapid departure, real rappers cease to existLike it's open season, soon as they seen him, it's, "Oh shit"Bow, bow, 8-1 like Kobe in '06Head bow, pray for him while you load this 45th23, yeen started, but hit the Jordan with the Pippen assistAnother plot is just a twist in the scriptIf we beefin', let's get into some ol' Biblical shitAin't no tweeting, seeing goodnight, and then proceed with a kissFor the deal, watch for the threads, nigga can't bleed on my fitPut to bed, now we even Steven, keep a Stephen A SmithAnd a Wess', fuck all that screaming shit and beating your chestMomma says mentality breathes into a seed of successAnd I'm between it, but best believe, I ain't perceiving no threatsWith allegiance alliance, leave me out of y'all shit, I'm a lionI'm lying, relaxYou know the facts of the sleeping giant, align me with thatNigga, Goliath's a bitch, hit with a rock and a sackMy nigga ride with a stickFlipping a rock, and upward, nothing too hard to predictKnow shit been hard where you atBut if I lost you, then I bring it back
I beat up a beat like a drum machine did somethin' to meYou don't want to go and bump into meI jump into beef so comfortably, I'm not comfortableWith no conflict, I've come for the bullGimme them hornsGimme that rose bush, gimme them thornsI'm another breed, I'm a different animalY'all make me yawn, like a strand of woolI'm intangible, but your hands are fullAnd your lil' underpants are pulledAll the way down to your anklesYou're getting spanked, and I'm your fatherTold ya I'm a soldier, I just showed upIn a wife beater tank and I'ma demolishI always said when I didn't have a dime to my name and lived in squalorIf I had three quarters, two dimes, and a nickelI wouldn't change for a dollarBut I signed 50 Cent and put him in my piggy bankAnd I ain't gonna apolo-Gize to you for what the fuck I doMy advice to you, get five bazookasSome type of nuke, a knife, or RugerThe size of two guns'Cause I'm sprayin' the Rossi like I'm NWA and the PosseJust like Yella, Ren, Dre and them taught meMan look at all the mayhem I'm causingThat's probably why I stay in the hot seatWith these magazines, I act out like Ye and his cousinLittle cocksucker, I'm sprayin' and bussin'Your shit sucks dick, stop sayin' it doesn'tThat's probably the reason there's nothin' you've bodied of recentI feel like I just walked in and seen you naked'Cause you not even decentGet ripped like my school clothingLike a sleeping cow, I'm bulldozingA rap God since my socks were holyWas on that block like a soccer goalieMa could not control me, Glocks I'm totingLock and loading, rock and rolling, rock a RollyGuacamole, mostaccioliLike this flow, you're out of pocket, homieY'all could only hope to catch the flow, but if you know, you knowI told you hoes to slow your rollsBefore you go and throw your whole career up in the toilet bowlEnjoy the GOATThis my house of horrors, like a brothelI done put Ja Rule through it like law schoolKeep it a stack, like pancakes, I'm awfulSo many plaques from Belgium, got a wall fullIn fact you would hate my walls, they're all fullThey call me Marshall, but I'm unlawfulIs it Groundhog's Day or déjà vu?Won't stop period, post menopausalGo so postal that most postman will pause, I'll slaughter the rhymeThese flows gonna boggle the mindY'all get in line, you're talkin' to EinsteinFuck walkin' the line, I'm joggin' itI'm a cross between a dog and a juvenileishMother fuckin' childish punk and I be poppin'The most wildest junk and I'm known as the prickThat's not to fuck wit'Call me erectile dysfunctionMy ballistic missile is launchin'I'm wilding like Seven Mile and Runyon, bunch of violent gunmenI do it like Puff do itTell my hitters to hit him up, "Do it"So like my middle fingers to a Tupac songYou know that I put 'em up to it12 gauge at the age of twelveCaged up self rage, I been raisin' hellLike I'm Joe, Jam Master Jay, and DarylBrace yourself, it's about to be a fuckin' shootoutLike the OK CorralBounty on me like a paper towelThey want me to go on the straight and narrowLike the same shape that they make an arrowNever sell out for the fame and wealthDave Chappelle of the rap game, I'm never gonna play myselfClosest I ever came's 8 MileBut the fuckin' pain I feltWhen I lost Proof couldn't explain howThat devil came down, then in one fell he swoopedLook at how foul he's stoopedHad to throw in that towel, regroupLike Sean O'Malley, still that mouthy youthThis here the finaleTry to rally troops, better round up and corral recruitsBut no matter how many you tally to surround these twoYou gon' fuck around and find outJust what the fuck we about when you see how we shootAnd I ain't talkin' about how we hoopCan you 'lay up' in a mother fuckin' alley, "Oops!"It's like a Xanadu for every xan I doWhat I plan to do is take a pink and a blueHand a few to me, I'll brutally damage youI could never stand or lose, I'm bananasYou mother fuckers can't do it sicker than I doYou couldn't get rid of this shit with TamifluCannibals, you little bitch me and JIDAre just like beastiality, we fuckin' animalsI'm back and I'm body baggin' 'emToe taggin' 'em in the back of the VolkswagenAnd draggin' them ho bags and I'm throat gaggin' 'emTill I get thrown back in the paddy wagonAnd back on the Prozac and I know thatBut I'm so bad with a notepad that it don't matterThe GOAT's back, finna go at anyoneWho got the gonads or cojones, yeah
I'm a crazy man, I had to get into the game againI'm seeing the lights, I'm looking at the lay of the landI'm in command like I'm Jaden Daniels, breaking inCan't evade a vandal, nigga, save the scandalService candle lit 'cause ya man a bitchI tried to understand, but I'm lackin' the bandwidthA rock in a hard place, crack in a sandwichThe cards I was handed determined the gambitIt made me the man, but it turned me to MansonSon of mad man Max, minimal chancesShaking the head, white man take it to taxesSuit and tie, not fly, ride in the backseat of a taxiI feel like Tyrese MaxeyI'm a zone 6'er, but I'm helluva athleteDoing the rap shit, take a look at the rapsheetNigga will random ratchet, here wit' a black queenAngela Basset, put a tab of acid on ya tongueI ain't never taking a bumpBut I can put it in a package, ya give me a lump sumAnd put it in the bag in the back of a trunkI heard thump, thump, thump, thump, banging the bassI'm breaking the bread, the breakfast, I'm bringin' the baconSlangin' the sausage, crackin' the egg over ya faceI'm half amazing, half man and half alien
Yeah, patience paper thin, I plant a flag in every place I'm inPace has been immense, it's not a race, but I been chasing itBeen unforsaken, only placing faith in the hands that turned the staff into a snakeAnd then a snake into a staff againThe average couldn't start to establish the type of bag I'm inThe nappiest, East AtlantaRapping erratic, righteous and ratchet 'cause that's what happeningYelling from the mountains, so loud it could start an avalancheWe in Babylon, by the way you brother be babblingYou outta chances, I can't overextend the olive branchFuck the bargaining, we barging in, let the car spinPush a Porsche with the 911 like I'm Micah ParsonsWhen attacking a target, half a sack when they sent the blitzIt's a rapid departure, real rappers cease to existLike it's open season, soon as they seen him, it's, "Oh shit"Bow, bow, 8-1 like Kobe in '06Head bow, pray for him while you load this 45th23, yeen started, but hit the Jordan with the Pippen assistAnother plot is just a twist in the scriptIf we beefin', let's get into some ol' Biblical shitAin't no tweeting, seeing goodnight, and then proceed with a kissFor the deal, watch for the threads, nigga can't bleed on my fitPut to bed, now we even Steven, keep a Stephen A SmithAnd a Wess', fuck all that screaming shit and beating your chestMomma says mentality breathes into a seed of successAnd I'm between it, but best believe, I ain't perceiving no threatsWith allegiance alliance, leave me out of y'all shit, I'm a lionI'm lying, relaxYou know the facts of the sleeping giant, align me with thatNigga, Goliath's a bitch, hit with a rock and a sackMy nigga ride with a stickFlipping a rock, and upward, nothing too hard to predictKnow shit been hard where you atBut if I lost you, then I bring it back
I beat up a beat like a drum machine did somethin' to meYou don't want to go and bump into meI jump into beef so comfortably, I'm not comfortableWith no conflict, I've come for the bullGimme them hornsGimme that rose bush, gimme them thornsI'm another breed, I'm a different animalY'all make me yawn, like a strand of woolI'm intangible, but your hands are fullAnd your lil' underpants are pulledAll the way down to your anklesYou're getting spanked, and I'm your fatherTold ya I'm a soldier, I just showed upIn a wife beater tank and I'ma demolishI always said when I didn't have a dime to my name and lived in squalorIf I had three quarters, two dimes, and a nickelI wouldn't change for a dollarBut I signed 50 Cent and put him in my piggy bankAnd I ain't gonna apolo-Gize to you for what the fuck I doMy advice to you, get five bazookasSome type of nuke, a knife, or RugerThe size of two guns'Cause I'm sprayin' the Rossi like I'm NWA and the PosseJust like Yella, Ren, Dre and them taught meMan look at all the mayhem I'm causingThat's probably why I stay in the hot seatWith these magazines, I act out like Ye and his cousinLittle cocksucker, I'm sprayin' and bussin'Your shit sucks dick, stop sayin' it doesn'tThat's probably the reason there's nothin' you've bodied of recentI feel like I just walked in and seen you naked'Cause you not even decentGet ripped like my school clothingLike a sleeping cow, I'm bulldozingA rap God since my socks were holyWas on that block like a soccer goalieMa could not control me, Glocks I'm totingLock and loading, rock and rolling, rock a RollyGuacamole, mostaccioliLike this flow, you're out of pocket, homieY'all could only hope to catch the flow, but if you know, you knowI told you hoes to slow your rollsBefore you go and throw your whole career up in the toilet bowlEnjoy the GOATThis my house of horrors, like a brothelI done put Ja Rule through it like law schoolKeep it a stack, like pancakes, I'm awfulSo many plaques from Belgium, got a wall fullIn fact you would hate my walls, they're all fullThey call me Marshall, but I'm unlawfulIs it Groundhog's Day or déjà vu?Won't stop period, post menopausalGo so postal that most postman will pause, I'll slaughter the rhymeThese flows gonna boggle the mindY'all get in line, you're talkin' to EinsteinFuck walkin' the line, I'm joggin' itI'm a cross between a dog and a juvenileishMother fuckin' childish punk and I be poppin'The most wildest junk and I'm known as the prickThat's not to fuck wit'Call me erectile dysfunctionMy ballistic missile is launchin'I'm wilding like Seven Mile and Runyon, bunch of violent gunmenI do it like Puff do itTell my hitters to hit him up, "Do it"So like my middle fingers to a Tupac songYou know that I put 'em up to it12 gauge at the age of twelveCaged up self rage, I been raisin' hellLike I'm Joe, Jam Master Jay, and DarylBrace yourself, it's about to be a fuckin' shootoutLike the OK CorralBounty on me like a paper towelThey want me to go on the straight and narrowLike the same shape that they make an arrowNever sell out for the fame and wealthDave Chappelle of the rap game, I'm never gonna play myselfClosest I ever came's 8 MileBut the fuckin' pain I feltWhen I lost Proof couldn't explain howThat devil came down, then in one fell he swoopedLook at how foul he's stoopedHad to throw in that towel, regroupLike Sean O'Malley, still that mouthy youthThis here the finaleTry to rally troops, better round up and corral recruitsBut no matter how many you tally to surround these twoYou gon' fuck around and find outJust what the fuck we about when you see how we shootAnd I ain't talkin' about how we hoopCan you 'lay up' in a mother fuckin' alley, "Oops!"It's like a Xanadu for every xan I doWhat I plan to do is take a pink and a blueHand a few to me, I'll brutally damage youI could never stand or lose, I'm bananasYou mother fuckers can't do it sicker than I doYou couldn't get rid of this shit with TamifluCannibals, you little bitch me and JIDAre just like beastiality, we fuckin' animalsI'm back and I'm body baggin' 'emToe taggin' 'em in the back of the VolkswagenAnd draggin' them ho bags and I'm throat gaggin' 'emTill I get thrown back in the paddy wagonAnd back on the Prozac and I know thatBut I'm so bad with a notepad that it don't matterThe GOAT's back, finna go at anyoneWho got the gonads or cojones, yeah
