مولد صوت AI مجاني Eminem من Fish Audio

Y'all think you know me but you ain't got a clue, running your mouth like you know what I do. Step up to me and watch what happens next, got more bars than your phone got texts, motherfuckers act like they forgot who's best, but I'm still here while they all obsessed.

Look, I've been through hell and back, scratching and clawing my way through the rap game. They said I wouldn't make it, tried to box me in. But I'm still here, still spitting fire, still making them uncomfortable. That's what real art's about.

Listen, I'm spitting syllables, ridiculous individuals try to get critical, while I'm flipping these visuals, living proof that I'm criminal with the lyrical, minimal effort but I'm killing you all digitally, metaphorically, literally, call it what you want but I'm winning, see.

Hello this is Eminem

Listen, when I grip the mic tight my mind ignites, writing all night till the lines feel right, critics try to fight but I'm too precise, spitting fire like a light strike, every verse I write's like a knife slice through the night life.

Look at these voices inside my head, man, they're screaming again. Telling me stuff that I shouldn't have said, but I said it anyway. Guess I'm just wired this way, brain's like a grenade with the pin pulled away. Yeah, whatever, let it spray.

It’s crazy, man, looking back at these blocks. We’d be out here all night, just writing rhymes and dreaming of something bigger than this city. Everything felt so massive back then, but now it’s like it’s all shrinking. You just don't realize it until you've actually made it out.

Listen, I only get one shot to make this count, so I'm coming out swinging. Every rhyme I spit is a lyrical masterpiece designed to shake the foundation. You can’t stop the Shady era; I’m just getting warmed up in this booth, man.