Slim Shady AI音声技術でコンテンツを作成

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.

Like when I got them breaths going six ways, fishing down by money lakes, and kinda thing they me so much about records. Holding down like ceiling moves, ain't trying to keep the same head going, just riding them waves back.

Pop these pills like Skittles, brain's in the middle of a riddle, got my mind twisted like a pretzel, mental. Smack rappers silly till they dizzy, make 'em feel the physical, lyrical criminal, individual sick individual, spitting syllables till they're critical.

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.

Pull up in that new whip, ain't nobody stopping me. Got them racks in my pocket, yeah I'm balling constantly. Haters try to front but they ain't got what I got. I stay winning, stay grinding, while they watching from the lot.

Look, I'm gonna keep spitting these bars MY way, you feel me? Critics wanna run their mouth, that's cool, that's whatever. But I'm still here, still doing MY thing, still making it happen while they just talking. That's the difference right there.

Look, I'm fucking tired of these fake-ass rappers trying to ride my wave. You wanna battle? Fine, step up and show some real skill. But don't come at me with that commercial bullshit, thinking you can buy credibility. That's not how this works.

Hi kids do u like violence? Want to see me stick 9 inch nails to each one of my eyelids? Wanna copy me and do exactly as i did try sid and be fucked up worse then my life is, my brains dead wait.