Logic - Homicide (feat. Eminem) (Official Audio)

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Komentáře

  • 9_b

    9_b

    Před 3 hodinami

    Roof Like if you agree

  • Stoner 69

    Stoner 69

    Před 3 hodinami

    Imagine if they set the air on fire and the fire went into their lungs they talked so fast.

  • Blaze Hazed

    Blaze Hazed

    Před 3 hodinami

    That transition is 👌

  • jumpy boi

    jumpy boi

    Před 5 hodinami

    *Oxygen has left the chat*

  • School stoned

    School stoned

    Před 6 hodinami

    I swear he said nigga but like bro he fucking white fucking racist cunt

  • Peppa Strijder

    Peppa Strijder

    Před 6 hodinami

    #FREEACID

  • Little Panda

    Little Panda

    Před 7 hodinami

    fuck you all

  • Thiccest Daddy

    Thiccest Daddy

    Před 7 hodinami

    -.-

  • EminemStan

    EminemStan

    Před 8 hodinami

    Scientists: no human can live without oxygen Eminen: I Love The Way You Lie

  • Ryo

    Ryo

    Před 9 hodinami

    Where is the lyrics? Lmao

  • Itsme pnamir

    Itsme pnamir

    Před 10 hodinami

    Oxygen: Exists Eminem: Exists Oxygen: Guess I'll die.

  • HerbyMedia

    HerbyMedia

    Před 11 hodinami

    Oh shit.... that's the noise you hear before the a-bombs start dropping! These are the only two that have the balls to put out a nuke as a prelude.

  • Lance4Life

    Lance4Life

    Před 11 hodinami

    when you breath in and out

  • domz nic

    domz nic

    Před 12 hodinami

    white niggas killing rap rn

  • Abdelrahman Fahmy

    Abdelrahman Fahmy

    Před 14 hodinami

    I had to check if i was playing it on normal speed .. shit!

  • Jennifer Lin

    Jennifer Lin

    Před 14 hodinami

    Me: laughs Teacher: what’s so funny, I’d love to know?! Me: nothing... My mind: CHIKA CHIKA CHIKA

  • Kevin Rosenberg

    Kevin Rosenberg

    Před 14 hodinami

    Paint the ceiling

  • Cereal

    Cereal

    Před 15 hodinami

    0:13

  • Tala Ab

    Tala Ab

    Před 16 hodinami

    After weeks of practicing i proudly announce that I've memorised this song👏🌝

  • ボイEtsy

    ボイEtsy

    Před 16 hodinami

    man its so hard for a new legend to be born. u guys dickride the same shit people like eminem like seriously. logic, joyner, jcole and so many more spit facts and are amazing at rapping. logic went way harder than eminem, he lit sound the same in every song.

  • esmeralda aguirre

    esmeralda aguirre

    Před 16 hodinami

    I'm in love

  • Jake Jedrysek

    Jake Jedrysek

    Před 16 hodinami

    Air: You took everything from me Logic and Eminem: I don’t even know why you are

  • Flavio Higadera

    Flavio Higadera

    Před 17 hodinami

    You used a chapstick of napkins while im bapkin?! Wtf man!

  • Taylor Davies

    Taylor Davies

    Před 19 hodinami

    planning to look at manikins

  • Kenny Ngo

    Kenny Ngo

    Před 19 hodinami

    Chicachicachicachicachica

  • That Rottn Pumpkin

    That Rottn Pumpkin

    Před 19 hodinami

    Homicide song: *exsist* Lungs: Am I a joke to u

  • Anthony Maldonado

    Anthony Maldonado

    Před 19 hodinami

    in one of eminems older songs like "kill You" in a verse it states "I dont believe in breathing " so therefor Eminem can rap fast

  • Ishi1XP

    Ishi1XP

    Před 20 hodinami

    Can i get the last guys verses on Genius lyrics. Those lines were too deep for me.

  • Hunter Nedderman

    Hunter Nedderman

    Před 20 hodinami

    Ay I just killed this at 1.25 speed check it out

  • GLO GANG

    GLO GANG

    Před 21 hodinou

    yeah Bobby boy be feelin himself 🤧🤧🤧🤧🤧🤧

  • Space Alien Jesus

    Space Alien Jesus

    Před 21 hodinou

    Does Logic's voice here remind anyone else of Q-Tip?

  • Před 21 hodinou

    Eminem should rap fast more often

  • Jacob Jacob

    Jacob Jacob

    Před 21 hodinou

    I SHOWED THIS TO MY DAD NOW HE'S SLIM SHADY WITH RABBIES

  • Marbles

    Marbles

    Před 22 hodinami

    This song : Exists Original Comments has left the chat

  • Addison Gruenemay

    Addison Gruenemay

    Před 22 hodinami

    I’m dead I just did x2 I was blown to outwer space

  • MakéPaké

    MakéPaké

    Před 22 hodinami

    Son, you know why you the greatest alive? Why, Dad? Because you came out of my balls, nigga Hahahahahaha (Roof!) [Chorus: Logic] Fuck rap Bustin' like an addict with a semi-automatic Who done had it, and he ready for anybody to buck back Hold up, catch a vibe, ain't no way in hell we leavin' nobody alive Leave a suicide note, fuck that Bobby feelin' villainous, he killin' this I'm comin' for your man and his lady and even the baby I'm feelin' like I'm, chika-chika-chika, Slim Shady with rabies [Verse 1: Logic] I'm foamin' at the mouth, ain't nobody takin' me out Every single rapper in the industry, yeah, they know what I'm about And I dare you to test me 'Cause not a single one of you motherfuckers impress me And maybe that's a little bit of an exaggeration But I'm full of innovation And I'm tired of all of this high school "He's cool, he's not" rap shit Can a single one of you motherfuckers even rap? Shit No, this ain't a diss to the game, this a gas to the flame Nowadays, everybody sound the same, shit's lame Like a moth to the flame, I'ma reel 'em in and kill 'em Know you feelin' lyricism when I'm spillin' it, I'm feelin' myself Yeah, yeah, Bobby Boy, he be feelin' himself Mass murder like this can't be good for my health When I rap like this, do I sound like shit? Well, it don't really matter, 'cause I'm killin' this shit Yeah, I'm killin' this shit Oh yeah, oh yeah, I'm killin' this shit Bobby, how many times you been killin' this shit? Find another rhyme, goddamn, nigga, shit [Chorus: Logic] Fuck rap Bustin' like an addict with a semi-automatic Who done had it, and he ready for anybody to buck back Hold up, catch a vibe, ain't no way in hell we leavin' nobody alive Leave a suicide note, fuck that Bobby feelin' villainous, he killin' this I'm comin' for your man and his lady and even the baby I'm feelin' like I'm, chika-chika-chika-chika Chika-chika-chika-chika-chika, Slim Shady [Verse 2: Logic] There's nowhere to hide, we call this shit genocide Hit 'em with that (Do-do-do) and they die We gon' leave 'em crucified, we call this shit genocide I got bitches, I got hoes, I got rare designer clothes No, we ain't fuckin' with that Yeah, there's a time and a place But if you ain't comin' with the illest of raps Callin' yourself the greatest alive Then you don't deserve to do that No, no, oh no, no, please do not do that You gon' get smacked You gon' make Bobby attack You gon' make Bobby Boy snap You gon' make Bobby Boy snap (Bobby Boy!) [Chorus: Logic] Fuck rap Bustin' like an addict with a semi-automatic Who done had it, and he ready for anybody to buck back Hold up, catch a vibe, ain't no way in hell we leavin' nobody alive Leave a suicide note, fuck that Bobby feelin' villainous, he killin' this I'm comin' for your man and his lady and even the baby I'm feelin' like I'm chika-chika-chika-chika Chika-chika-chika-chika-chika, Slim Shady [Verse 3: Eminem] Jigga-jigga-jigga-jigga-jigga like JAY-Z Jig is up, you fuckers who didn't write anything Are getting washed, liga-liga-liga, like bathing Young Hova, I know hitters like Yankees Gun toters that pull triggers like crazy Unloadin', leave you shot up in your Rover Your body goes limp and slumps over Like A-Rod in a month lull, but he just homered Hol' up, I said "Rover" because now your Rover is red Like Red Rover, so you know what I meant But I roll over my opponents instead Makin' dog sounds 'cause I gotta keep breakin' these bars down I'll go slow for the speds But when I go (Roof!) like the Dobermann said I still think the (Roof!) would go over your head (Ha-ha) Beast mode, motherfuckers 'bout to get hit With so many foul lines, you'll think I'm a free throw Figured it was about time for people to eat crow You about to get out-rhymed, how could I be dethroned? I stay on my toes like the repo, a behemoth in sheep's clothes From the East Coast to the West, I'm the ethos and I'm the G.O.A.T Who the best, I don't gotta say a fuckin' thing, though 'Cause MCs know But you don't wanna hear me spit the facts Your shit is ass like a tailbone Or you're trapped in your cell phone Or my chicken scratch, or my self-loathe I don't wanna fuckin' listen to you spit your raps someone else wrote Used to get beat up by the big kids Used to let the big kids steal my big wheel And I wouldn't do shit but just sit still Now money's not a big deal I'm rich, I wipe my ass with six mill' Big bills like a platypus A caterpillar's comin' to get the cannabis I'm lookin' for the smoke but you motherfuckers are scatterin' Batterin' everything and I've had it with the inadequate Man, I can see my dick is standin' stiff as a mannequin And I'm bringin' the bandana back, and the fuckin' headband again A handkerchief and I'm thinkin' of bringin' the fuckin' fingerless gloves back And not giving a singular fuck, like fuck rap I sound like a fuckin' millionaire With a Derringer with a hair trigger 'Bout to bear hug a fuckin' terrier, the Ric Flair dripper Y'all couldn't hold a candle at a prayer vigil When I vent, they compare me to a fuckin' air duct I'm about to bare-knuckle it, nah, fuck it I'm gonna go upside their head with a Nantucket Abraca-fuckin'-dabra The track is the blood, I'm attracted, I'm attackin' it What? Dracula, fuck that shit I'm up, back with a thud Man, stop [Outro: Chris D'Elia] Look what I'm plannin', plannin', I'm plannin' to Do all this while ya panickin' And you're lookin' and starin' at mannequins And I'm goin' to Fanagans Trying to get up a plan against All of the blana-kazana-ka-fam-bam-bannigans While of all the bana-kazanika Hanna in a cabana You're in a cab- I'm in a cabana and a Janet I'm in a cabana chantin' all this standup banter While you don't got the stamina, you're lackin' the stamina You're lackin' the stamina while you're divorcin' Harrison Ford And I'm in a Porsche on the floorboards While I'm world tourin' You usin' way too many napkins, papkins Lapkins and chapki- You using ChapStick and napkins while I'm bapkin' Flappin' around like a bapkin' Flamminababbitapannitajampkin Dammit, a can of pada- Thank me later...

  • arttupetteri

    arttupetteri

    Před 22 hodinami

    Holy shit Eminem kills this beat💣💥🔥🔥

  • Tot1212 aka Evan

    Tot1212 aka Evan

    Před 23 hodinami

    This shit is a fucking homicide to the rap game lol.

  • OrganicLag

    OrganicLag

    Před 23 hodinami

    1:53 Eminem 0:00 Intro 0:14 Logic 3:19 Best Part 3:51 N A P K I N S

  • Tyler Marshall

    Tyler Marshall

    Před dnem

    Eminem: joins the chat Logic: joins the chat Oxygen: leaves the chat

  • Elena Sibs

    Elena Sibs

    Před dnem

    Still 🔥

  • Joe Bandana

    Joe Bandana

    Před dnem

    I love the comments

  • Anime King

    Anime King

    Před dnem

    Logic the only white man to be able to say the n word and not have a n card

  • patrick

    patrick

    Před dnem

    Lyrics: Son, you know why you the greatest alive? Why, Dad? Because you came out of my balls, nigga Hahahaha Fuck rap, bustin' like an addict with a semi-automatic Who done had it, and he ready for anybody to buck back Hold up, catch a vibe, ain't no way in hell we leavin' nobody alive Leave a suicide note, fuck that Bobby feelin' villainous, he killin' this I'm comin' for your man and his lady and even the baby I'm feelin' like I'm chicka-chicka-chicka Slim Shady with rabies I'm foamin' at the mouth, ain't nobody takin' me out Every single rapper in the industry, yeah, they know what I'm about And I dare you to test me 'Cause not a single one of you motherfuckers impress me And maybe that's a little bit of an exaggeration, but I'm full of innovation And I'm tired of all of this high school, "He's cool, he's not" rap shit Can a single one of you motherfuckers even rap? Shit No, this ain't a diss to the game, it's a gas to the flame Nowadays, everybody sound the same, shit's lame Like a moth to the flame, I'ma reel 'em in and kill 'em Know you feelin' lyricism when I'm spillin' it, I'm feelin' myself Yeah, yeah, Bobby Boy, he be feelin' himself Mass murder like this can't be good for my health When I rap like this, do I sound like shit? Well, it don't really matter, 'cause I'm killin' this shit Yeah, I'm killin' this shit Oh yeah, oh yeah, I'm killin' this shit Bobby, how many times you been killin' this shit? Find another rhyme, goddamn, nigga, shit Fuck rap, bustin' like an addict with a semi-automatic Who done had it, and he ready for anybody to buck back Hold up, catch a vibe, ain't no way in hell we leavin' nobody alive Leave a suicide note, fuck that Bobby feelin' villainous, he killin' this I'm comin' for your man and his lady and even the baby I'm feelin' like I'm chicka-chicka-chicka-chicka-chicka-chicka-chicka-chicka-chicka Slim Shady There's nowhere to hide, we call this shit genocide Hit 'em with that (doot, doot, doot) and they die We gon' leave 'em crucified, we call this shit genocide I got bitches, I got hoes, I got rare designer clothes No, we ain't fuckin' with that Yeah, there's a time and a place, but if you ain't comin' with the illest of raps Callin' yourself the greatest alive Then you don't deserve to do that No, no, oh no, no, please do not do that You gon' get smacked, you gon' make Bobby attack You gon' make Bobby Boy snap You gon' make Bobby Boy snap (Bobby Boy!) Fuck rap, bustin' like an addict with a semi-automatic Who done had it, and he ready for anybody to buck back Hold up, catch a vibe, ain't no way in hell we leavin' nobody alive Leave a suicide note, fuck that Bobby feelin' villainous, he killin' this I'm comin' for your man and his lady and even the baby I'm feelin' like I'm chicka-chicka-chicka-chicka-chicka-chicka-chicka-chicka-chicka Slim Shady Jigga-jigga-jigga-jigga-jigga like Jay-Z Jig is up, you fuckers who didn't write anything Are getting washed now, chicka-chicka-chicka, like bathing Young Hova, I know hitters like Yankees Gun toters that pull triggers like crazy Unloadin', leave you shot up in your Rover Your body goes limp and slumps over Like A-Rod in a month lull, but he just homered Hold up, I said Rover because now your Rover is red Like Red Rover, so you know what I meant But I roll over my opponents instead Makin' dog sounds 'cause I gotta keep breakin' these bars down I'll go slow for the speds But when I go (roof) like the doberman said I still think the (roof) would go over your head (haha) Beast mode, motherfuckers 'bout to get hit with so many foul lines You think I'm a free throw Figured it was about time for people to eat crow You about to get out-rhymed, how could I be dethroned? I stay on my toes like the repo, a behemoth in sheep clothes From the East Coast to the West, I'm the ethos and I'm the G.O.A.T Who the best? I don't gotta say a fuckin' thing, though, 'cause MC's know But you don't wanna hear me spit the facts Your shit is ass like a tailbone And you're trapped in your cell phone On my chicken scratch, or my self-loathe I don't want to fuckin' listen to you spit your rap someone else wrote Used to get beat up by the big kids Used to let the big kids steal my big wheel And I wouldn't do shit but just sit still Now money's not a big deal I'm rich, I wipe my ass with six mil' Big bills like a platypus A caterpillar's comin' to get the cannabis I'm lookin' for the smoke but you motherfuckers are scatterin' Batterin' everything and I've had it with the inadequate Man, I can see my dick is standin' stiff as a mannequin And I'm bringin' the bandana back, and the fuckin' headband again A handkerchief and I'm thinkin' of bringin' the fuckin' fingerless gloves back And not giving a singular fuck, like fuck rap I sound like a fuckin' millionaire With the Derringer with a hair trigger 'Bout to bear hug it, fuckin' terrier, the Ric Flair dripper Y'all couldn't hold a candle at a prayer vigil When I vent, they compare me to a fuckin' air duct I'm about to bare knuckle it, nah, fuck it I'm gonna go upside their head with a Nantucket, abraca-fuckin'-dabra The track is the blood, I'm attracted, I'm attackin' it What? Dracula, fuck that shit I'm up, back with a thud Man, stop Look what I'm plannin', plannin', I'm plannin' to Do all this while you panickin' And you're lookin' and starin' at mannequins And I'm goin' to Fanagan's, tryin' to get up a plan against All of the blana-kazana-ka-fam-bam-bannigans While of all the bana-kazanika Hanna in a cabana You're in a cab I'm in a cabana and a Janet I'm in a cabana chantin' all this stand up banter While you don't got the stamina, you're lackin' the stamina You're lackin' the stamina while you're divorcin' Harrison Ford And I'm in a Porsche on the floor boards While I'm world tourin' You usin' way too many napkins, papkins, lapkins and chapki You using ChapStick and napkins while I'm papkin' Flappin' around like a bapkin' Flammina babbita playin' a jampkin Dammit, a can of pa

  • Vir Garcia Moreyra

    Vir Garcia Moreyra

    Před dnem

    Had to listen at 0.75x speed for me to fully process it

  • Hazel

    Hazel

    Před dnem

    Listen to this at 1.25x or 1.5x playback speed .......

  • Zain Asif

    Zain Asif

    Před dnem

    Logic + em: *raps* Oxygen: am I a joke to u?

  • Charlotte Rosser

    Charlotte Rosser

    Před dnem

    This song is sick

  • skrim nastye

    skrim nastye

    Před dnem

    The 20k dislikes are kids without anything else to do besides troll.

  • Zain Asif

    Zain Asif

    Před dnem

    🔥 🔥

  • ghostpg3d

    ghostpg3d

    Před dnem

    2 best white rappers in one song And 404

  • Nova's Depression

    Nova's Depression

    Před dnem

    Crush: i like guys who can rap Her crush: 0:14 Her brother: 1:54 You: 3:20

  • Don Howard

    Don Howard

    Před dnem

    AaaaaaaaaaaaHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH

  • Joshua Stephens

    Joshua Stephens

    Před dnem

    Those opening 8 bars from Shady are some of the best ever

  • Ale M

    Ale M

    Před dnem

    Son, you know why you the greatest alive? Why, Dad? Because you came out of my balls, nigga Hahahaha Fuck rap, bustin' like an addict with a semi-automatic Who done had it, and he ready for anybody to buck back Hold up, catch a vibe, ain't no way in hell we leavin' nobody alive Leave a suicide note, fuck that Bobby feelin' villainous, he killin' this I'm comin' for your man and his lady and even the baby I'm feelin' like I'm chicka-chicka-chicka Slim Shady with rabies I'm foamin' at the mouth, ain't nobody takin' me out Every single rapper in the industry, yeah, they know what I'm about And I dare you to test me 'Cause not a single one of you motherfuckers impress me And maybe that's a little bit of an exaggeration, but I'm full of innovation And I'm tired of all of this high school, "He's cool, he's not" rap shit Can a single one of you motherfuckers even rap? Shit No, this ain't a diss to the game, it's a gas to the flame Nowadays, everybody sound the same, shit's lame Like a moth to the flame, I'ma reel 'em in and kill 'em Know you feelin' lyricism when I'm spillin' it, I'm feelin' myself Yeah, yeah, Bobby Boy, he be feelin' himself Mass murder like this can't be good for my health When I rap like this, do I sound like shit? Well, it don't really matter, 'cause I'm killin' this shit Yeah, I'm killin' this shit Oh yeah, oh yeah, I'm killin' this shit Bobby, how many times you been killin' this shit? Find another rhyme, goddamn, nigga, shit Fuck rap, bustin' like an addict with a semi-automatic Who done had it, and he ready for anybody to buck back Hold up, catch a vibe, ain't no way in hell we leavin' nobody alive Leave a suicide note, fuck that Bobby feelin' villainous, he killin' this I'm comin' for your man and his lady and even the baby I'm feelin' like I'm chicka-chicka-chicka-chicka-chicka-chicka-chicka-chicka-chicka Slim Shady There's nowhere to hide, we call this shit genocide Hit 'em with that (doot, doot, doot) and they die We gon' leave 'em crucified, we call this shit genocide I got bitches, I got hoes, I got rare designer clothes No, we ain't fuckin' with that Yeah, there's a time and a place, but if you ain't comin' with the illest of raps Callin' yourself the greatest alive Then you don't deserve to do that No, no, oh no, no, please do not do that You gon' get smacked, you gon' make Bobby attack You gon' make Bobby Boy snap You gon' make Bobby Boy snap (Bobby Boy!) Fuck rap, bustin' like an addict with a semi-automatic Who done had it, and he ready for anybody to buck back Hold up, catch a vibe, ain't no way in hell we leavin' nobody alive Leave a suicide note, fuck that Bobby feelin' villainous, he killin' this I'm comin' for your man and his lady and even the baby I'm feelin' like I'm chicka-chicka-chicka-chicka-chicka-chicka-chicka-chicka-chicka Slim Shady Jigga-jigga-jigga-jigga-jigga like Jay-Z Jig is up, you fuckers who didn't write anything Are getting washed now, chicka-chicka-chicka, like bathing Young Hova, I know hitters like Yankees Gun toters that pull triggers like crazy Unloadin', leave you shot up in your Rover Your body goes limp and slumps over Like A-Rod in a month lull, but he just homered Hold up, I said Rover because now your Rover is red Like Red Rover, so you know what I meant But I roll over my opponents instead Makin' dog sounds 'cause I gotta keep breakin' these bars down I'll go slow for the speds But when I go (roof) like the doberman said I still think the (roof) would go over your head (haha) Beast mode, motherfuckers 'bout to get hit with so many foul lines You think I'm a free throw Figured it was about time for people to eat crow You about to get out-rhymed, how could I be dethroned? I stay on my toes like the repo, a behemoth in sheep clothes From the East Coast to the West, I'm the ethos and I'm the G.O.A.T Who the best? I don't gotta say a fuckin' thing, though, 'cause MC's know But you don't wanna hear me spit the facts Your shit is ass like a tailbone And you're trapped in your cell phone On my chicken scratch, or my self-loathe I don't want to fuckin' listen to you spit your rap someone else wrote Used to get beat up by the big kids Used to let the big kids steal my big wheel And I wouldn't do shit but just sit still Now money's not a big deal I'm rich, I wipe my ass with six mil' Big bills like a platypus A caterpillar's comin' to get the cannabis I'm lookin' for the smoke but you motherfuckers are scatterin' Batterin' everything and I've had it with the inadequate Man, I can see my dick is standin' stiff as a mannequin And I'm bringin' the bandana back, and the fuckin' headband again A handkerchief and I'm thinkin' of bringin' the fuckin' fingerless gloves back And not giving a singular fuck, like fuck rap I sound like a fuckin' millionaire With the Derringer with a hair trigger 'Bout to bear hug it, fuckin' terrier, the Ric Flair dripper Y'all couldn't hold a candle at a prayer vigil When I vent, they compare me to a fuckin' air duct I'm about to bare knuckle it, nah, fuck it I'm gonna go upside their head with a Nantucket, abraca-fuckin'-dabra The track is the blood, I'm attracted, I'm attackin' it What? Dracula, fuck that shit I'm up, back with a thud Man, stop Look what I'm plannin', plannin', I'm plannin' to Do all this while you panickin' And you're lookin' and starin' at mannequins And I'm goin' to Fanagan's, tryin' to get up a plan against All of the blana-kazana-ka-fam-bam-bannigans While of all the bana-kazanika Hanna in a cabana You're in a cab I'm in a cabana and a Janet I'm in a cabana chantin' all this stand up banter While you don't got the stamina, you're lackin' the stamina You're lackin' the stamina while you're divorcin' Harrison Ford And I'm in a Porsche on the floor boards While I'm world tourin' You usin' way too many napkins, papkins, lapkins and chapki You using ChapStick and napkins while I'm papkin' Flappin' around like a bapkin' Flammina babbita playin' a jampkin Dammit, a can of pa

  • Anupama Patil

    Anupama Patil

    Před dnem

    When dictionary gets out of words

  • Mark Grejda

    Mark Grejda

    Před dnem

    Welcome to five years from now

  • fernando meneses

    fernando meneses

    Před dnem

    Corn ball shit. I'd expect more from Eminem though... basic as hell

  • Markis Cruz

    Markis Cruz

    Před dnem

    Good video 👍👍👍

  • I replied to so my ma is big gay because

    I replied to so my ma is big gay because

    Před dnem

    Air:* Am I a joke to you?

  • Rex Man

    Rex Man

    Před dnem

    Fire: 🔥 Logic: *raps quickly* Fire: 🔥 weakens Eminem: *raps even faster* Fire: 🌫️

  • Jon B

    Jon B

    Před dnem

    Did logic really drop the "n" bomb? Why?

  • Gameaholic _

    Gameaholic _

    Před dnem

    Oxygen: exist Logic and Eminem : oH nO yOu DoNt

  • Zain Asif

    Zain Asif

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    Gameaholic _ 🤣🤣🤣🤣🤣🤣😂🤣😂🤣😂🤣😂🤣😂🤣😂🤣

  • SubscribeToPewDiePie & UnSubscribeFromT-Series

    SubscribeToPewDiePie & UnSubscribeFromT-Series

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    Fun Fact: Eminem is the best selling rapper of 2019 so far even though he hasn't dropped an album yet.

  • EwanWalls 2005

    EwanWalls 2005

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    Eminem’s part is so good man

  • BOX Room

    BOX Room

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    The best line is at 1:22

  • Icy_boi_411_ _

    Icy_boi_411_ _

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    *0:58** does logic have the n word pass?*

  • Zain Asif

    Zain Asif

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    Icy_boi_411_ _ I gave it to him

  • Z7 20

    Z7 20

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    *Lyrics* Son, you know why you the greatest alive? Why, Dad? Because you came out of my balls, nigga Hahahaha Fuck rap, bustin' like an addict with a semi-automatic Who done had it, and he ready for anybody to buck back Hold up, catch a vibe, ain't no way in hell we leavin' nobody alive Leave a suicide note, fuck that Bobby feelin' villainous, he killin' this I'm comin' for your man and his lady and even the baby I'm feelin' like I'm chicka-chicka-chicka Slim Shady with rabies I'm foamin' at the mouth, ain't nobody takin' me out Every single rapper in the industry, yeah, they know what I'm about And I dare you to test me 'Cause not a single one of you motherfuckers impress me And maybe that's a little bit of an exaggeration, but I'm full of innovation And I'm tired of all of this high school, "He's cool, he's not" rap shit Can a single one of you motherfuckers even rap? Shit No, this ain't a diss to the game, it's a gas to the flame Nowadays, everybody sound the same, shit's lame Like a moth to the flame, I'ma reel 'em in and kill 'em Know you feelin' lyricism when I'm spillin' it, I'm feelin' myself Yeah, yeah, Bobby Boy, he be feelin' himself Mass murder like this can't be good for my health When I rap like this, do I sound like shit? Well, it don't really matter, 'cause I'm killin' this shit Yeah, I'm killin' this shit Oh yeah, oh yeah, I'm killin' this shit Bobby, how many times you been killin' this shit? Find another rhyme, goddamn, nigga, shit Fuck rap, bustin' like an addict with a semi-automatic Who done had it, and he ready for anybody to buck back Hold up, catch a vibe, ain't no way in hell we leavin' nobody alive Leave a suicide note, fuck that Bobby feelin' villainous, he killin' this I'm comin' for your man and his lady and even the baby I'm feelin' like I'm chicka-chicka-chicka-chicka-chicka-chicka-chicka-chicka-chicka Slim Shady There's nowhere to hide, we call this shit genocide Hit 'em with that (doot, doot, doot) and they die We gon' leave 'em crucified, we call this shit genocide I got bitches, I got hoes, I got rare designer clothes No, we ain't fuckin' with that Yeah, there's a time and a place, but if you ain't comin' with the illest of raps Callin' yourself the greatest alive Then you don't deserve to do that No, no, oh no, no, please do not do that You gon' get smacked, you gon' make Bobby attack You gon' make Bobby Boy snap You gon' make Bobby Boy snap (Bobby Boy!) Fuck rap, bustin' like an addict with a semi-automatic Who done had it, and he ready for anybody to buck back Hold up, catch a vibe, ain't no way in hell we leavin' nobody alive Leave a suicide note, fuck that Bobby feelin' villainous, he killin' this I'm comin' for your man and his lady and even the baby I'm feelin' like I'm chicka-chicka-chicka-chicka-chicka-chicka-chicka-chicka-chicka Slim Shady Jigga-jigga-jigga-jigga-jigga like Jay-Z Jig is up, you fuckers who didn't write anything Are getting washed now, chicka-chicka-chicka, like bathing Young Hova, I know hitters like Yankees Gun toters that pull triggers like crazy Unloadin', leave you shot up in your Rover Your body goes limp and slumps over Like A-Rod in a month lull, but he just homered Hold up, I said Rover because now your Rover is red Like Red Rover, so you know what I meant But I roll over my opponents instead Makin' dog sounds 'cause I gotta keep breakin' these bars down I'll go slow for the speds But when I go (roof) like the doberman said I still think the (roof) would go over your head (haha) Beast mode, motherfuckers 'bout to get hit with so many foul lines You think I'm a free throw Figured it was about time for people to eat crow You about to get out-rhymed, how could I be dethroned? I stay on my toes like the repo, a behemoth in sheep clothes From the East Coast to the West, I'm the ethos and I'm the G.O.A.T Who the best? I don't gotta say a fuckin' thing, though, 'cause MC's know But you don't wanna hear me spit the facts Your shit is ass like a tailbone And you're trapped in your cell phone On my chicken scratch, or my self-loathe I don't want to fuckin' listen to you spit your rap someone else wrote Used to get beat up by the big kids Used to let the big kids steal my big wheel And I wouldn't do shit but just sit still Now money's not a big deal I'm rich, I wipe my ass with six mil' Big bills like a platypus A caterpillar's comin' to get the cannabis I'm lookin' for the smoke but you motherfuckers are scatterin' Batterin' everything and I've had it with the inadequate Man, I can see my dick is standin' stiff as a mannequin And I'm bringin' the bandana back, and the fuckin' headband again A handkerchief and I'm thinkin' of bringin' the fuckin' fingerless gloves back And not giving a singular fuck, like fuck rap I sound like a fuckin' millionaire With the Derringer with a hair trigger 'Bout to bear hug it, fuckin' terrier, the Ric Flair dripper Y'all couldn't hold a candle at a prayer vigil When I vent, they compare me to a fuckin' air duct I'm about to bare knuckle it, nah, fuck it I'm gonna go upside their head with a Nantucket, abraca-fuckin'-dabra The track is the blood, I'm attracted, I'm attackin' it What? Dracula, fuck that shit I'm up, back with a thud Man, stop Look what I'm plannin', plannin', I'm plannin' to Do all this while you panickin' And you're lookin' and starin' at mannequins And I'm goin' to Fanagan's, tryin' to get up a plan against All of the blana-kazana-ka-fam-bam-bannigans While of all the bana-kazanika Hanna in a cabana You're in a cab I'm in a cabana and a Janet I'm in a cabana chantin' all this stand up banter While you don't got the stamina, you're lackin' the stamina You're lackin' the stamina while you're divorcin' Harrison Ford And I'm in a Porsche on the floor boards While I'm world tourin' You usin' way too many napkins, papkins, lapkins and chapki You using ChapStick and napkins while I'm papkin' Flappin' around like a bapkin' Flammina babbita playin' a jampkin Dammit, a can of pa

  • HENRO V.1

    HENRO V.1

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    Put it at .75 speed and it sounds cool for the slow people

  • Zain khwaja

    Zain khwaja

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    When logic finishes, oxygen: time to rest Eminem: think again bitch

  • Jerry Martinez

    Jerry Martinez

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    Eminem quit rap and went to produce movies that's how trash he is

  • Zain Asif

    Zain Asif

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    Jerry Martinez Yh of course

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