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It's not about lyrics anymore, it's about a hot beat and a catchy hook

[Eminem]

If we gotta dumb down our style and ABC it

Then so be it

Cause nowadays these kids, jeez

Don't give a shit bout lyrics

All they wanna hear is a beat and thats it

Long as they can go to the club and get blitz

Pick up some chicks and get some digits

And the DJ's playing them hits

Oh this my jam, this my shit

We don't know a word to a verse,

All we know is the chorus

Cause the chorus repeats the same four words for us

And the songs ginormous, the whole formula's switched

Cause we don't know anymore, what are hits

Is it the beat, is it the rap

Is it a finger snap or the same 808 clap

And how do we adapt and get TRL votes

When 13 year olds control the remote

And Ashley's got a brand new nose

We gotta put some new em-phasis on our syllables

[Jay-Z]

If the emphasis on the compact disc isn't the beat

Than I'm gon feature EM and get rich

And let Dre mix the shit and drive off in the Range Ro

Cause everywhere I go they love the bling bling flow

Bang bang look at the way my chain glow

The ring on my fing' cost Jermaine a lot of dough, oh

The fuck am I busting my brain for?

Its just the way the game go, oh, it takes 2 to tango

You call this a lame flow

You bought the shit

I guess you to blame too

I just found the angle

No more reality flow

I'm tryna time my album dropping with a reality show

Cock the Mac 11 in front of Hot 97

And call my publicist tell her "we in press heaven"

No one gives a shit except some kids who just got into sex on the internet

So you want the chat room or the house of Malibu Em?

Your emphasis is on the wrong Syllable

[Dr Dre]

They said 30's the new 20

Funny, must mean 40's the new 30

Interesting cause ever since then it's been innocence

An extension for veteran rappers that are better than half

Of the shit coming out right now

Its all trash

The torch is gonna burn out before it gets passed

Jay said it's his last and 50 and Em

Then what? Detox drops what we got then

So now our whole camps is running around scrambling over what to do

Gambling everytime we put a record out

Just looking for that hook

[Eminem]

(Wait Dre look)

Shorty I love you

And you love me too

We were meant to be cause shorty

You love me

And I love you too

And I promise I'll be true to you

[50 Cent]

Go shorty, its your birthday

You made it just in time to hear my wordplay

Its the kid that flip flows who used to flip O's

And run G for days used to see how I get hoes

I'm international, I get my dick licked round the globe

I'm sick right into show, riding on lolo's

Puffing on coco, my bitch in Manolo's

Don't fuck with the dodo's, I sling for dumb hoes

I playing, I ain't got time to joke, joke

You fuck around, you could get your ass smoked

Look, its not a game, me B, I ain't playing

Beep behind me player, so you here anyway

You don't hear what I'm saying

Me fin-nini-na

Fee-fi-dididee-yay

Just give me my check and I'll be on my way

Sunny bunny money and funny

You ain't even listening and I just took your money

[Stat Quo]

There once was a time everywhere he turned

Shady aftermath was all ya heard

But they say 50 sang too much

And Em got soft

And they say Dre just fell the fuck off

Well fuck the fuck offs

All y'all eat soft, be mad, we bad fresh up outta the vault, oh!

New syllables eat ball, ya fucks off's

Your house, your bitch I'm getting sucked off

East, south, midwest, even up north

Falling victim to wax, spitting, bring out the white chalk

All for the gingerbread, we get it and get lost

Catch me if you can, I'm running past while y'all walk

[Ca$hi$]

Shady made me for bringing it back

For the history of rap

It's gone with a snap, a sneer and a clap

What happened to just spittin about living in the muthafucking city you at

In the grimiest condition, I breath in drama

King Mathers and Cash me, that's freak karma

I'm everything, anything, you could never be

Its a hitting, rhyme in the month deep

I speak with a piece, no peace on my mind

I repeat every evil deed done of mine

No rest contest, contract to sign

By blood I'm in this squad for life

Hear out my wind pipes and I just chime

I'm the reason you guys won't say that line

I'm crazy renegade like Em and Jay-Z

I'm Rosemary's baby

[Eminem]

Shorty I love you

And you love me too

We were meant to be cause shorty

You love me

And I love you too

And I promise I'll be true to you

[Talking]

It is not about lyrics anymore,

It is not about lyrics anymore

Its about a hot beat, a hot beat

Its about a hot beat, a hot beat

A hot hot hot beat

And a catchy hook

A hot hot hot beat

And a catchy hook

Nobody gives a damn about them syllables, sillyle-ables, whatever they are

I don't care if you gotta rhyme smo, joe, toe and glow

Now get out there and sell some God-damn records

50 Cent и Eminem - Syllables – текст


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