مولد صوت AI مجاني EMINEM PATIENTLY WAITIN' 1 من Fish Audio

Look what you created, a monster with platinum sales, middle America's worst nightmare standing tall. Yeah, I'm the one they warned you about, selling millions while they're trying to shut my mouth. White kids, black kids, they all sing along, guess that's what you get when you can't control the song.

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 me now, standing here with all these thoughts in my brain, trying to maintain while these critics drive me insane. Been fighting these demons since day one, ain't nothing changed. Every verse I spit, every rhyme I make, they still can't relate, but I keep pushing through the hate.

Yeah, everybody wanna test me lately, running their mouth like they know something, but ain't nobody got nothing on me. I'm spitting fire while these fakers trying to copy me, but they just making noise like static on the radio, straight garbage.

Yo, I'm gonna execute this verse like a perfect play, I'm the quarterback, running back, and receiver all at once, switching positions mid-track, yeah, I got multiple personalities on this beat, watch me score every time, no referee needed, just pure skill.

Listen up, y'all better recognize what I'm saying, straight from the D where I came up playing. Been through the struggle, now I'm standing tall, proving all the doubters wrong, watching critics fall. That's how we do it, no pretending at all.

Look inside your mind when you're feeling weak, when the walls closing in and you can barely speak. But that fire inside keeps burning bright, pushing through the darkness every single night. Yeah, that's the strength that keeps you alive, keeps you fighting till you rise.

Yo, walked into class with my middle finger up, teacher's face turned red like ketchup. Don't give a damn about detention, threw my textbook through the window, principal's screaming my name again. Yeah, whatever, I'm out this bitch, catch me if you can.