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دانلود آهنگ Homicide از امینم Eminem و Logic کیفیت عالی و متن

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دانلود آهنگ جدید Logic و Eminem به نام Homicide با کیفیت عالی 320 و 128 و لینک مستقیم و پخش آنلاین به همراه متن ترانه

Logic Eminem  Homicide Lyrics

 

 

متن آهنگ Homicide:

 

[Smokey Legendary & Logic:]

Son, you know why you the greatest alive?

Why dad?

Because you came out of my balls, nigga!

Hahahahahaha!

 

[Logic:]

Fu*** rap

Bustin' like an addict

With a semi-automatic

Who done had it and he ready for anybody to buck back

Hold up, catch a vibe

Ain't no way in hell we leavin' nobody alive

Even suicide, no Fu*** that

Bobby feelin' villainous

He killin' this

I'm comin' for your man and his lady and even the baby

I'm feelin' like I'm chka-chka-chka Slim Shady with rabies

I'm foamin' out the mouth

 

Ain't nobody takin' me out

Every single rapper in the industry

Yeah they know what I'm about

And I dare you to test me

'Cause not a single one of you motherFu***ers impress me

And maybe that's a little bit of an exaggeration

But I'm full of innovation

And I'm tired of all of this high-school "he's cool, he's not" rap shit

Can a single one of you motherFu***ers even rap? Shit...

No this ain't a diss to the game

It's the gas to the flame

Nowadays everybody sayin' the same, shit's lame

Like a moth to the flame, I'ma reel 'em in and kill 'em

Know you feelin' lyricism when I'm spillin' it

I'm feelin' myself

"Yeah-yeah, Bobby boy, he be feelin' himself

Mass murder like this can't be good for my health

When I rap like this, do I sound like shit?

Well it don't really matter

'Cause I'm killin' this shit

Yeah I'm killin' this shit

Oh yeah, oh yeah, I'm killin' this shit

Bobby how many times you been killin' this shit?

Find another rhyme, goddamn nigga, shit"

 

Fu*** rap

Bustin' like an addict

With a semi-automatic

Who done had it and he ready for anybody to buck back

Hold up, catch a vibe

Ain't no way in hell we leavin' nobody alive

Even suicide, no Fu*** that

Bobby feelin' villainous

He killin' this

I'm comin' for your man and his lady and even the baby

I'm feelin' like I'm chka-chka-chka-chka-chka-chka-chka-chka-chka Slim Shady

 

There's nowhere to hide

We call this shit genocide

Hit 'em with that (doo-doo-doo) then they die

We gon' leave 'em crucified

We call this shit genocide

"I got bitches, I got hoes

I got rare designer clothes"

No we ain't Fu***in' with that

Yeah there's a time and a place

But if you ain't comin' with the illest of raps

Callin' yourself the greatest alive

Then you don't deserve to do that

No-no, oh no-no, please do not do that

You gon' get smacked

You gon' make Bobby attack

You gon' make Bobby boy snap

You gon' make Bobby boy snap

Bobby boy!

 

Fu*** rap

Bustin' like an addict

With a semi-automatic

Who done had it and he ready for anybody to buck back

Hold up, catch a vibe

Ain't no way in hell we leavin' nobody alive

Even suicide, no Fu*** that

Bobby feelin' villainous

He killin' this

I'm comin' for your man and his lady and even the baby

I'm feelin' like I'm chka-chka-chka-chka-chka-chka-chka-chka-chka Slim Shady

 

[Eminem:]

Jigga-jigga-jigga-jigga-jigga like Jay-Z

Jig is up, you Fu***ers who didn't write anything

Are getting washed now (chka-chka-chka) like bathing

Young Hova, I know hittas like Yankees

Gun toters that pull triggers like crazy

Unloadin', leave you shot up in your Rover

Your body goes limp and slumps over

Like A-Rod in a month lull, but he just homered

Hold up, I said

Rover because now your rover is red

Like Red Rover so you know what I meant

But I rode over my opponents instead

Makin' dog sounds

'Cause I gotta keep breakin' these bars down

I'll go slow for the speds

But when I go (roof) like the Doberman said

I still think that (roof) would go over your head (haha)

Beast mode, motherFu***ers 'bout to get hit

With so many foul lines you'll think I'm a free throw

Figured it was about time for people to eat crow

You 'bout to get outrhymed, how could I be dethroned?

I stay on my toes like the repo

A behemoth in sheep clothes

From the East Coast to the West

I'm the ethos and I'm the GOAT

Who the best? I don't gotta say a Fu***in' thing though

'Cause MCs know

But you don't wanna hear me spit the facts

Your shit is ass like a tailbone

And you're trapped in your cellphone

I'ma chicken scratch, I'ma self-loathe

I don't wanna Fu***in' listen to you spit your rap someone else wrote

Used to get beat up by the big kids

Used to let the big kids steal my big wheel

And I wouldn't do shit but just sit still

Now money's not a big deal, I'm rich

I wipe my ass with six mil

Big bills like a platypus

The caterpillar's comin' to get the cannabis

I'm lookin' for the smoke but you motherFu***ers are scatterin'

Batterin' everything

And I've had it with the inadequate

Man I can see my di*k is standin' stiff as a mannequin

And I'm bringin' the bandana back

And I'm Fu***in' habanaggin' a handkerchief

And I'm thinkin' of bringin' the Fu***in' fingerless gloves back

And not giving a singular Fu***, like Fu*** rap

I sound like a Fu***in' millionaire

With a derringer with a hair trigger

'Bout to bear hug a Fu***in' terrier at a Ric Flair Drip

And y'all couldn't hold a candle at a prayer vigil

When I vent they compare me to a Fu***in' air duct

I'm 'bout to bare-knuckle it, nah Fu*** it

I'm gonna go upside the head with a Nantucket

Abraca-Fu***in'-dabra the track

'Cause the blood I'm attracted, I'm attackin' it

What Dracula? Fu*** that shit

I'm out back with a thud-

Man, stop

 

[Chris D'Elia:]

Look what I'm plannin', plannin', I'm plannin'

To do all this while ya panickin'

And ya lookin' and starin' at mannequins

And I'm goin' to Fanagans

Tryin' to get up a plan against

All of the blana-kazana-ka-fam-bam-bannigans

While of all the bana-kazanika Hanna in a cabana

You're in a cab-? I'm in a cabana and a Janet

I'm in a cabana chantin' all this stand up banter

While you don't got the stamina, ya lackin' the stamina

Ya lackin' the stamina while ya divorcin' Harrison Ford

And I'm in a Porsche on the floorboards

While I'm world tourin'

You usin' way too many napkins

Bapkins, Lapkins and Chapki-

You using ChapStick and napkins while I'm bapkin'

Flappin' around like a bapkin'

Flamminababbitapannitajampkin

 

Damnit my can of p-

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