Restless Nick Cannon released one more Eminem diss – “Pray For Him”
Nic raps over beats from “Renegade” by Eminem and Jay-Z. Here are some insults Nick aims at Marshall:
God should’ve took Em’ and just let us keep Juice WRLD
Motherfucking drug addict never be a
Legendary who’s in man look are they
Fucking Botox bitch I know you
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“Pray For Him” lyrics
[Intro]
Marshall
We’re still waitin’
Now we gotta pray for him
(It’s incredible)
[Verse 1]
Lord forgive us I know that it’s kind of wrong
For five brothers this talented to be on one song
But that white boy is nice (He is)
But he crossed the black man, Lord Jesus Christ
We gonna pray for him, and move Hailie out the way when we spray cans
We don’t shoot kids and women, we shoot and amen
Look that double entendre kinda heavily
Damn, Em’, what you like five minutes away from seventy?
Oops, I meant forty-seven
Send them to Hell if he bought it heaven
Strappin’ the dynamite word to Floyd and Evans
I get the grip with the clock, he better call a reverend
And give Eminem falls and knock him out his Jordan 7’s
Oh, you got your own sneakers that’s okay
We’ll let you know that Wild’n Out out Jordans’s on the way (Facts)
I ain’t do this verse for the fame or the clout
I did this verse to say keep my brothers name out your mouth
[Verse 2: Hitman Holla]
I mean at this point it’s bullyin’, ’cause I know he ain’t gon’ clap back
So I don’t be dealing with these rap cats
I’m the best and that’s that, put that on everything
Get my CashApp, a bunch of red rags and black lakcs
Incredible, they catch me with this, I’m going federal
I’ve been a star, your favorite actors wanna get sexual
You’ve been afraid Em’, this ain’t that renegade
Where you ain’t purp’d up, you’re sweeter than lemonade, Em’
Black Squad, you won’t link with them
You tried to bully Pink and them
Britney Spears and N’Sync and them
And got the beefin’ wit Ja Rule with the cops behind you
And every show since ’04, you’ve had the strap behind you
Man, y’all find a all time great in an all time lake
I hawk ’em down with the cake
Don’t you got a cash flow, what the fuck you mad for?
Subtract you and a casket, that’s the aftermath, ho, Holla
[Verse 3: Conceited]
Hi slim let’s kill it with all the
Chitchat and then once you get the
Sticks not as a chitchat
So we came at you man that you ain’t can
And Nolan feels you stayed crammed it
Still giving you brain damage conscious
Told you you was
Man and all but now you’re just a circus
That cuz you stay up on cannonballs you
Always hide in your trailer we know you
Big Mad Max your inner running down lap
Like this is gym class cuz oh my niggas
Just stand up like Sinbad big in the can
Swing fast instead of staying in the
Booth to get your ramen out of season 15
Here’s your invite to Wilin out ain’t no
Back going cuz all of my true sister
Girl ain’t got no bitch black meaning my
New girl I’m sick all my homies keep
Damn my puke Earl guys should’ve took em
And just let us keep truce world look
Nick my brother mr. Nick gotta do this
Motherfucker
Look I scratch the serial number off the
Baby lung and maintain a racket this
Dirty baby mama play fucked up gangs
When fucked up rise all these cocaine
Out here you won’t put your thumb up it
Hanging out the rap on this motherfucker
Know what you used to be in a position
To talk to kids and they listen are you
A politician you voted for Trump bitch
Admit it this is the car you were
Menacing this should fit you war but now
You get your facelifts like a Instagram
Used to be the king of the world
All you do is just run out you got to
Rest since their baby yes your mommy
Issues your white double inspiration
Your original music that your fans used
To cherish you debated this beauty hated
And viewed in America has a
Motherfucking drug addict never be a
Legendary who’s in man look are they
Fucking Botox bitch I know you
Embarrassed all the chicks in the
Gimmicks you like the new white
Supremacist a thing fucking famous isn’t
It big you ain’t no mrs. lamb lamb lamb
Lamb exams a train Hey bet you never
Thought the kill shot will come from the
Can
You used to be a renegade I did it Nick
And it was gonna start walling out on me
Wiling out on me
