Eminem, Royce da 5'9" - The Half-Time Show Freestyle lyrics

The one man on the planet that'll
Drive off of the Grand Canyon
Hop out of a Grand Am
And land in it handstanding
Any man planning to battle will get
Snatched out of his clothes
So fast it'll look like
An invisible man standing
I'm headed for hell
I'd rather be dead or in jail "Bill Clinton
Hit this and you better inhale"
Cause any emcee that chooses to go against me
Is getting taking advantage of
Like Monica Lewinsky
Came home in a frenzy, pushing a ten-speed
Screaming at Aunt Peg
With three spokes sticking out of my pant leg
Eff a headache, give me a migraine, damn it
I like pain
And you should be anywhere that a mic ain't
You rap knowing you wack


You act up and I'm throwing you
Down a flight of steps
Then I'm throwing you back up 'em
If they don't like the track, fuck 'em
The rap struck 'em harder than getting
Hit by a Mack truck and then backed up on
And any half-assed known rapper that trespass
Better be ready for the
Second Celebrity Deathmatch
So tell the medic to bring
The medication and quickly
I'm sicker than a 2Pac dedication to Biggie
I'm free-falling feet first out
Of a damn tree
To stampede your chest 'til you can't breathe
And when I'm down to my last breath
I'm a climb the Empire State Building
Get to the last step and still have half left

Pompous, roll with monsters and
Dons for accomplices
Cock non-fiction concepts constant
Bomb threat and I ain't even on yet on spec
I spit thunder and you ain't
Even seen the storm yet
Lightning in the clouds
Start a fight in the crowd
Hyper and loud, get this mic in your bowels
Biting my style attack all of y'all
React on the thought of y'all
Slaughter y'all, I'm calling y'all, in fact
I'm blackballing y'all
More official than an ordered
Pistol aimed toward rappers
Blame fame for it
Shrapnel bit's tore the tissue
Burying the under the gravel
Saw off the pump handle and
Barrel for carrying convenience
My odyssey carries the, compare me to Phoenix
Solid and hard and light up a star
I got to be Venus
Huddle and bomb back, take cover and all that
And try to not die, you not rugged enough
You just shook as soon as I
Step foot in this rap game
I'm a bubble on contact like peroxide
I'm touching a cut you stuck in my raps
Y'all sucking my ass
Boosting my confidence a buck and a half
I know the game
I'm a train trapped inside a name
And whoever they taught me, yo
We ride the same
I shoot crews with the truth
And chew lies of change
Speeding on a dragon in an
Attempt to collide with fame

This 9 is lifting you six
Feet when I spray rounds
Hit you with six shots in mid-air and
Four more on the way down
As eight strays graze through a
Kid's hair on the playground
You lay down on a stretcher
(Don't get carried away now)
No pun intended, just hop out of this whip
And leave it unattended 'fore I whip
Out this gun and end it
Unless you want it dented with
Bullet holes in one minute
Cause, I can leave your Infinit' full of
Those even if someone's in it
Snatch the airbag, hit the corner and park it
Corner the market
I got her tied up in a chair and gagged
Bitches get slapped and grabbed by
The hair and dragged
Like cavewomen while I'm gravedigging
With Marilyn Mans'

You get laced by the gun in
Case you try to run
Hatred on my face by the ton
Get baked by the sun
Constructed of interplanetary rock and metal
Topping levels of combustion that's hot
Enough to stop the devil
Innovative thrust that a enemy
The impact'll be the generated destructive
Energy to flatten trees
Black boy since birth
Burst and tore the womb up
To hit the earth like a asteroid
And blow the moon up
Trust me, I'm the epitome, you better bust me

Smoking organic ganja inside of a stanza
Me and my man cypher with
Cans of volcanic lava
Man, and it's hot, I'm out of my head
From the bottom
I can leap out a bottomless pit
And land at the top
Raw, that's what I came out here for
To raise an eclipse and occasional
Trips to the beer store
Switch up the breed of emcee
And stick a chick up
Vigorous speed to reach in the sea
And pick a fish up
I'm fly against all laws of gravitation
I done crushed all ya'll
Now you want a collaboration
But eff that, you stepped up
So I'm a eff your rep up
And tear the rest up with every
Joint that I press up
So stop violence or violence'll stop you
Got crews iller than anybody on your block do
I roll with a white boy that pop 'shrooms
Listen to rock tunes and jump in
A costume and rob you

What a wonderful day
I should go outside and play
Ain't no need to sit inside
The house and hibernate "Hi, Renée
I was just about to toss a live grenade
In your driveway and drive away
Are you afraid of a blade made
Of a razor with AIDS?"
Blood dripping from it
Ripping your stomach up from the waist up
You talk a lot of ish
But you was never ill though
I'm sick enough to beat you to
Death with a feather pillow
Tipped over some cows just for
A joke and a laugh
Jumped up, choked a giraffe
Snapped his neck and broke it in half
Waging wars, went on stage and sprayed
Cage with Agent Orange
And wiped my ass with his page in Source
Demon is here, I'm steaming this year
I rip Mystikal's voice box out
And scream in his ear
It's not a gimmick, trick, it's an image
I live it give a what? I don't know what
A "what" is to give it

I grab your throat and squeeze
It until it's swollen
Then exceed it until it
Explodes over your shoulders
Pick up your urn with ashes in
It and piss in it
Diss intended to verge like a hearse
With a witch in it
No more do I battle emcees for fun
Now it's guns and niggas should run from the
It's barely vivid you witness
Rare exhibit's of terrorism
Through Israel and the art when
Even they're dark and dismal
I'm a deranged breed, shoot me
I'll catch a bullet in my teeth
And spit it right back at
You at the same speed
I'll injure if I'm offending you
We can go to blows
Even my interview should be
A Hip-Hop Quotable you can have the title
That's for brothers that's cocky
I'll take the belt with diamonds
In it like Ted DiBiase
I'm rebelling your chains, in fact, you wack
I'm telling you the plane still spelling
Your name in your raps
You're soft hearted, I'll say
"Let's take it to the streets"
You'll start pleading with me before we
Can get the walk started
I'm a deranged breed
So don't try to touch this
5'9", I told you I don't know the chorus

Forget a chorus
My metaphors are so complicated
It takes six minutes to get applause
And by the time you all catch on
I'm a end your career
And walk away with the floor
So you have nothing to fall back on
I'll throw you out of ten floors
Pull a freaking headache out of my
Head and put it in yours i'm indoors
Waiting for this acid to seep
In my skin pores
To go outdoors and do some in-stores
This trick wanted to blow me, I said
"It ought to happen"
"You swallow nut, girl?" "No
But I brought a napkin"
Getting skully while I'm autographing
Got my daughter laughing
Cause I sent her mother white water rafting
I'm not a fact, I'm a proven fear
Mr rogers blocking my U-Haul
Screaming, "You ain't moving here"
"Lorena Bobbitt, come here, want a souvenir?
I've been high as "L" since I was a juven-eer
Juvenile? Same difference, I need some 'caine
Cause I ain't sniffed since I woke
Up to seven slain infants
Brain implants and they say
There's a slim chance
I won't stay the same cause I
Traded brains with a chimpanz'