EZ MIL & Eminem - MADARA Lyrics

 

EZ MIL & Eminem - MADARA Lyrics

(feat. Neil Kaplan & Hideyoshi)

[Intro]

夢の夢の現実

夢の狭間

俺たち世代のゲーム

手札

のチョイス

お邪魔だ

お邪魔だ

お邪魔だ

お邪魔だ

お邪魔だ

そんな簡単に忘れられない身体

連れ込ませてく俺の目の真ん中

[Verse 1: EZ MIL]

Hey, all of a sudden you whack spitters wanna rap like you been in a dojo

I can't picture you tryin' to scrap in no tux

But you wanna personify Gojō?

(くだらない) caught in a baka

Take on every single one of you solo using a yo-yo

Get you gone like a dodo

Runnin' laps on slowpokes

Hayaku, hayaku, hayaku

You little shinobi had better go quicker

I was just chewin' on an itty-bitty Tic Tac

Gettin' that chicken for a sum dinner

Steady gettin' ready to take it to the next level

Send 'em out the back street, hit 'em with the liquor

With the bottle of a thinner

You never really was no killer

If I was honest I'd say y'all the beginners

[Chorus]

助けて、だからね

これが現実と苦しみ、わからない

助けて、だからね

これが現実と苦しみ、わからない

わからない…

お邪魔だ

お邪魔だ

お邪魔だ

お邪魔だ

そんな簡単に忘れられない身体

連れ込ませてく俺の目の真ん中

[Interlude]

自分は戦えると思っているわけか？

冗談か？

無様だろう。

どんなスキルを上げようとしても無駄な試みとなるな、てめえ愚かなの野郎。

[Verse 2: EZ MIL]

Heh, okay

This shit is starting to really annoy me

The fact that I might have to sit here and tell you how you can never destroy me

Well, sunnin' all the little dropouts is unfortunately one of those things I've enjoyed, see

So proceed

How are you gonna "little boy" me?

Haha

[Interlude]

You're all asleep in this reality

Blind sheep staying meek within this burning world where there's only bludgeoning futility

Hope is just a word for those who choose to give up daily

For love is war, and peace clings to just a maybe

Power chose me, for I once loved those who hate me

Blood spilled by those I care about greatly

But all you hoes left, now obey me

[Verse 3: Eminem]

Now you all do as I say

I am not anti-gay

But I'm not gonna dance my way 'round your little pussy ass feelings

And I may rant like Afe

Fuck it, man, what else can I say?

Got 'em flippin' over easy like a pan-fried egg

But to have my rage at my age

I give my left genital to be in the middle of the beef considerably

I get underneath their skin, I'm a keep at least givin' 'em grief

Got 'em wishin' I'd leave so they could just get 'em all little relief

They want me to leave so bad, I feel like a little relief, (ha!)

But this devious combined with a devilish intelligence of mind

Just confirms my theory as to why

A wicked scientist aligns with a twisted mind

Keep this in mind, 'cause this-here rhymin' gonna wanna make you just rewind

A countless amount of thousands of times

(Why?) Cause similar to spina bifida

Which is a particular type of curvature of a twisted vertebra

Like Christopher, I will like a strict defer

Twisted spine, so don't get it twisted, you're

Not gonna wanna miss a line

Like a blind inmate supplyin' in the midst of lines at a new Invisalign

Sometimes I ponder like how on earth when my hair got blonder

Did it launch your boy in a suit's dawn?

I'm across genres, went to my dead grandpa's

I got big, now my face is on merch

For the controversy first response, went beyond words

Need a stronger word to be conjured besides "monger"

But the more I got on nerves, I was honored

And the fond of they grew wronger, I was longer

They went along for a conquered all the way from Chalmers

I'm blessed and I'm cursed for the commerce

From that point onwards was bonkers

Look at all the sponsors and responders

People at my concerts like songbirds singin' all the words to Monster to the Jaws, yeah!

I had to grind ground up like a fine powder

Technically, actually had to bully my way

So many non-believers fueled my rage

And I truly never really believed I'd make it

Let alone believed in fully by Dre

So when he said he was puttin' me on

I thought he was pullin' my leg

Ironic, I found the doc, then I got sicker

Like I fell ill, unwell, eat 'em up, ill skill, you can tell still

Out of all the rappers I've slain who have come at me

I never felt guilt, 'cause it wasn't murder, just suicide

'Cause really they all got themselves killed

Were they Ezekiel? They were just easy kills!

And he's like a sleeping pill, 'cause 'Zeke will put you to sleep like he's Seroquel

With these three little words (Kill 'em all)

Indeed we will, leave all these MCs bewildered

They callin' me Steve Spielberg

'Cause I'm in the need of a whole lot of Emmys for

All these bodies I put in these morgues

I belong in a Henry Ford, sick of the envy board

Like that actress, they will just condemn me more

I said way too many horrible things to forgive me for