Eminem – No More to Say Song Lyrics

About Eminem: Marshall Bruce Mathers III (born October 17, 1972), known professionally as Eminem (/ˌɛmɪˈnɛm/; often stylized as EMINƎM), is an American rapper, songwriter, record producer, record executive, and actor. He is consistently cited as one of the greatest and most influential artists of all time in any genre, with Rolling Stone ranking him 83rd on its list of the 100 Greatest Artists of All Time and labelling him the “King of Hip Hop”.

Featured Singers: Proof, Eminem, Trick Trick  


Lyrics:

You know the days of talking is over
And there ain’t too much more we can say
To try to get these different individuals,
or muthaf***as as I like to call ’em
To just, shut the f*** up
Let’s go

You witnessed the a** whooping, bones got broke
When the fifty calib blast, wouldn’t last
Through the smoke as you choke
Pay attention bear witness to this muthaf***in’ twitch that you excite
Cause none of the bullets hit you they missed you,
But we ain’t trippin’ wasn’t after you,
Don’t you piss, it’s like a b**** them ni66az laughed at you
Now you agitated a little bit, acting just like a little b****
I figured that you would surface I knew you happen to managed to pop s***
Saying Trick that, Trick this
When the balls that you have and if when I pop them
Should of died wit ’em, body and soul coulda burn
I’m a keep killing these b****es until everybody learn
F*** time and it’s time that these f***ers to start dyin’
I ain’t sayin this to say in this rhyme and I ain’t lyin
Man enough to say it and mean it, ni66az can be gone
I’m a do another verse but there ain’t much more I can speak on

There’s nothing more these words can say
This hard headed muthaf***a just won’t let it lay
So say a prayer for this playa’ cause he’s going to his grave
So stand clear b****es betta’ get the f*** out my way.

Let me show you how I started as a starvin’ artist
This is Proof wit the truth regardless of all this
As my C-E-O and best friend of the essence
I won’ why nobody in Detroit won’t test him
Lesson learned, flesh get burned
Tex in turn, a scar hotter than the press and burn
Everlast the beef is over, you can sleep this over
Clique Benz took the streets wit soldiers
Including me I move and creep wit Uzi fleas that choose to lead
I’ll put your dudes to sleep
Who is he (Trick) Trick no treat
That street life A-K that still’ll lift your feet
The rest of these n****s is comical
I’m a go abdominal, split like a domino
Rhyming pro, sharp without a diamond, Go
Geronimo to any man wit pause
Murder you b****es, still screaming f*** the law!

There’s nothing more these words can say
This hard headed muthaf***a just won’t let it lay
So say a prayer for this playa’ cause he’s going to his grave
So stand clear b****es betta’ get the f*** out my way.


 

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