The new version of “Bang” by Conway The Machine x Eminem has just leaked. Eminem shouts out to Mac Miller & disses Machine Gun Kelly and Joe Budden.
Eminem raps (about Mac Miller and Machine Gun Kelly) more
Copped a motherfucking attitude, I’m gonna need propellers
The chopper, the machine gun killer
Gun and the machine, the similar-
Ities stop there between Kelly and Conway
And fuck that little blonde bitch too
RIP Mac Miller
But come and get it if you think that shit’ll
About Joe Budden more
Yeah, shout to Puffy Combs, but fuck Revolt
Y’all are like a fucked up remote, now
I get it why our button’s broke
…
Wasted tissue, tell this journalist stick to the stuffy nose
Like always running, from Migos
Full original version:
Analysis of new Eminem’s lines on Bang (original)
Lyrics:
I used to be a man of the people
Hit the clubs and mingle (What up?)
Used to dream one day I’d be fuckin’ pink like a flamingo (Pink)
That was back when I smoked Canibus (What?)
Man, but it was tough, ’cause I was a fan of his
So it sucked to hand him his ass, but
Yeah, lookin’ back on my feuds
How me and Ja Rule almost got cool
‘Cause we shot pool back in ’01
Was it ’02? I don’t know, but
Something told me fuckin’ not to
Then we got stuck in high school
I shoved an Oscar up his wazoo
Yeah, shout to Puffy Combs, but fuck Revolt
Y’all are like a fucked up remote (Ha-ha)
Now I get it why our button’s broke
‘Cause you press him but he don’t do nothing though (Damn it)
‘Specially when it comes to punches thrown
You motherfuckers keep wanting smoke, so the blunt is rolled
Take another toke of the spliff and inhale
‘Cause all you’re gonna get is an “L,” and smoked like a fuckin’ roach
So we don’t got nothing in common, not even a fuckin’ cold
Or nasal issue if it comes to blows
Wasted tissue, tell this journalist stick to the stuff he knows
Like always runnin’ from Migos
Here a mic, there a mic
Everywhere a mic, share and share alike
But just don’t compare alike
Instead of comparin’ me, pick a fair fight
Compare me to lightnin’, that similarity’s strikin’
Compare me to Jaws
Compare me to Manson, Marilyn or Charles
Compare me to Nas, Biggie, or Pac
Do not compare me to that Iggy bitch
Or all this fuckin’ Milli Vanilli hip-hop
This is where all that silly shit stops
Compare me to the pistol that triggered this thought
The semi, the Glock, 9 millis get cocked, I’m sendin’ a shot
Don’t come around with them floss raps tryna stunt
Compare me to Meek, big wheelies get popped
One by one, compare ’em to scabs, I’m pickin’ them off
They’re goin’ home to fuck Nicki Minaj, aw
Compare me to Diggity-Das, yah
I’m hickity-hittin’ it raw, ha
In a beat up trailer, now
Shady meets Griselda
Yeah, we linked up and we inked a deal
I got a beast, I will leash Godzilla
How can we be so hella— copped a motherfuckin’ attitude?
I’m gonna need propellers
The chopper, the Machine Gun killer
Gunn and The Machine, the simi—larities
Stop there between Kelly and Conway
But fuck that little blond bitch too
RIP Mac Miller
But come and get it if you think that shit a
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