BET, Yasiin Bey, Black Thought, Eminem - 2009 BET Hip Hop Awards - Cypher 3 lyrics

Eminem [Marshall Bruce Mathers III] Detroit, Michigan. U.S.

[BET, Yasiin Bey, Black Thought, Eminem - 2009 BET Hip Hop Awards - Cypher 3 lyrics]

Peace, welcome to this cypher
Black Dante, Black Thought, Eminem
We in Brooklyn, I gotta do this for Brooklyn
Listen, real quick, yo

For sinners, saints and
Scramblers and gamblers
And dirty money handlers
Dignitaries and champions
Narcotic traffickers
Talented number runners and racketeers
Stars of stage, page and cameras
Slang swingers and swaggerers
Double barrels and Derringers
Automatics and miracles
Europe, Asia and Africa
All the time in America
Atlantic, Ashland, Albemarle to Albany
Bridge into Baltic, Bedford Ave
Bergen Street clinton to Cadman
Church Ave to Clarendon Road
To Central Avenue, Cooper House, Cypress
And live from Bedford-Stuyvesant, the livest
High-flyingest pilot bombardier from Pyrrhus
Stationed live and direct
Medina mastermind set
Dem CAN'T lock my set! Now lock off, cool!
Peace to the nation of the
Gods and the Earths
And the Sun, Moon and Stars
Furthermore born knowledge go harrrrd!

Uh, yeah, yeah, check it out
Remix, risin' up outta the
Flames like a phoenix
Strainin' to carry the weight of
My brain like a genius
Knowin' I'm sowin' seeds
Let's see whose thumb is the greenest
If I said it, I mean it
And did it because I need it
Eat, sleep it and bleed it
Write it down and then read it
Asphalt to the cement
Your trash talk is deleted
Blast off! I lay 'em out like a Tempurpedic
Black Thought I told you I'ma win eventually
This unsung, underrated, underappreciated
The one them underachievers
Had underestimated
Finally graduated from somethin'
That's so hated to one of the most sacred
Nobody gon' take it, face it!
I keep doin' it well
Doin' it sans assistance is do it yourself
Doin' it below the radar, we doin' it stealth
Doin' it again for Illadelph and who else
But check it out y'all see him on a job
See my eyes focused where the prize be
I'm like Martin Luther King, you like Rodney
The difference is I give
It everythin' inside me
Dear Diary, my fans still swear by me
Even though I'm Late Night
Now like Here's Johnny!
Swimmin' with them great whites now
Is how to find me
Funny how it break right down
But never mind me i'm forever grimy
Guess it's just Philly shinin'
Rock rolla, bi-polar like Phyllis Hyman

Like a dope fiend openin' up
A bottle of dopamine
You're just hopin' he don’t get rope
For your throat to choke anythin'
Oh, and just think how dope he
Could be if he smoked anythin'
Oh, there goes the bell the
Sound of the openin' ding
I hit you as hard as barbiturates in the ribs
With a switch and stitch you at the same
Time before you can flinch to it
My is so big, if I add another inch to it
You would swear when I you that
You was actually into it i'm not a baller
But you can bet your fuckin' bottom dollar
That I remember when I was without
A dollar bill in my wallet
Now, watch me kill a koala
While I maul a chihuahua
Bum a pill off of Paula like
"Let me holler at you, mama"
It's like I'm off the bombom when
I bring the ' drama
Used to bomb ya like Saddam
But now that I'm a little calmer
I'm a ' cross between Osama, Dahmer
Obama and Dalai Lama
Tell Miley I'm her knight in shinin' armor
Mail a gift to Taylor Swift's trailer
A picture of my genitalia
With a note sayin', ", I can't wait to ya"
Drug paraphernalia, beware
The werewolf will kill ya
That's him in his sheep's clothes, he
Just shaved his hair off, cecilia

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