Eminem - Renaissance Lyrics

 Eminem - Renaissance Lyrics

Hawk-tuah

With balls in his durag, he sags, fearin' no man

He stands, pen in his hand like Edward Scissorhands

Will slice competition and just goes about his business

Anyone who knows about him knows about his shindig

Shenanigans, and all his whacky antics in the papers

Shank is danglin', the baby tangled in a blanket, stranglin'

I'm hangin' him over the railing by the ankles on some gangster shit

Child endangerment, dark brain arcane but it Mark Twainin' it

You aren't tamin' it, sharp pain in the heart

Aimin' a bar chain but it carve names in it

Start sprayin' and start ravin' 'em, you starve, ravin' it

You're at arm's length, you're in harm's way of it

'Bout to show your ass why I'm still a pain in it

You wanna know how I do it? I can't explain this shit

Mechanic's brain with a pinch of Big Daddy Kane in it

But I can show you the ropes 'til you get the hang of it

Elephant's eye, this of the tough element

Of intelligent hoodlum, arrested development

Cellar dwellers and wise intelligence, it's elementary

Through hell I went, accelerate from lack of melanin

Failin' in school, smart eloquent

Help me to rebel against shit, so well and bent

So eloquently, yet, I was irrelevant

Soon as I quit givin' a fuck and started to sell a bit

Now just travel inside the mind of a hater

'Cause I don't see no fans, all I see's a bunch of complainers

"Kendrick's album was cool but it didn't have any bangers"

"Wayne's album or Ye's, couldn't tell you which one was lamer"

"Joyner's album was corny, Shady's new shit is way worse"

"Everything is either too tame or there's too much anger"

"I didn't like the beef so I hated Might Delete Later"

You nerdy pricks would find somethin' wrong with 36 Chambers

So what they do for the greats? Pick the part of Picasso and make excuses to hate

So you can wait for your flowers until you're blue in the face, stupid

You ain't gonna get 'em until your funeral, wait (Hm)