Gerador de Voz AI Eminem por Fish Audio

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

Life keep moving fast can't slow down for nobody trying to find peace in this crazy world but the streets keep calling me back home, memories haunting my mind while I'm trying to stay strong, keep my head up through the storm even when I'm feeling alone.

Yeah, listen up, I'm back again, spittin' these bars like a medicine. Don't care if you're offended, that's the way it's intended. Got these rappers in my pocket, they ain't worth mentioning. Slim Shady's still crazy, ain't no pretending.

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.

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.

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.