Eminem feat. White Gold – Zeus Lyrics | Official Audio

Lyrics Zeus – Eminem feat. White Gold

She says I am trash, but she listens to Tekashi
B**ch, you lost me, fair weather, wishy-washy
She thinks machine washed me
Swear to God, man
Her favorite rapper wish he’d cross me

I love conflict
Got a obnoxious subconscious
I’m afraid to unlock it
Keep those monsters in the closet
I’m what an idiotic savant is
But I’ve been throwin’ down gauntlets
Since that underground ruckus

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Where I planted my roots
That’s how I had a whole planet that roots for me
As in the group, and no one thinks dark as I think
So imagine the havoc these black thoughts are to wreak
As in Trotter, I keep slaughterin’ beats
Shout out to Beatminerz and T-Minus
But, me, long as I re-promise to be honest
And wholeheartedly, apologies, Rihanna
For that song that leaked, I’m sorry, Ri
It wasn’t meant to cause you grief
Regardless, it was wrong of me, but

I be on my own, head up in the clouds like Zeus
When they say, you ain’t the GOAT, I come down like, who
But I got my head in the clouds like Zeus
Where I can see the game from a bird’s-eye view, ayy
B**ch, you talkin’ to a rap god, ayy
Girl, you talkin’ to a monsta, ayy
You could give your whole damn life to the music thing
They gon’ turn around like they don’t love you

Yeah, they woke a giant up
So when I get back on my feet, don’t wonder why in the
F**k is my head in the clouds
G5 with the stewardess, gettin’ head in the clouds
Mile-high club, I give a flying f**k
Punchliner just tryin’ to survive in this climate of vaginas
Who dyin’ to cancel my ass like Aunt Jemima syrup
I’m a s**t-stirrer, you’re a dime-a
Dozen, said I couldn’t do it
Hit Europe, kicked the door in, put a foot through it
Like a stirrup
Used to have to sit and watch them bills pile up
Now I just sit back and watch them bills pile up, but

I be on my own, head up in the clouds like Zeus
When they say, you ain’t the GOAT, I come down like, Who
But I got my head in the clouds like Zeus
Where I can see the game from a bird’s-eye view, ayy
B**ch, you talkin’ to a rap god, ayy
Girl, you talkin’ to a monsta, ayy
You could give your whole damn life to the music thing
They gon’ turn around

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I seen them come and go
I’ve seen the hugest debuts
I’ve had a great view to see the game through
And, Drake, they’re gonna turn on you one day too
And the more you win, the sooner they do
They’ll be calling you a trash bin
Sayin’ that your new one isn’t better than your last
And even if it is, once they start to turn their backs
They ain’t never comin’ back in, they did it to Chance
Next they’ll be mentionin’ Future in the past tense
Or sayin’ Adiós to Migos
I ain’t dissin’, I’m just tryna keep this s**t a C-note
Same people been tryna do this s**t to me
So I call them peephole
Because they’re so easy to see through ’em

But a fighter’s all I knew how to be
I got the s**t beat out of me
Tripped and fell and blew out a knee
Popped it back in and hopped up like, f**k it
Best two out of three, yeah
Man, I gotta be doin’ somethin’ right
I got eleven years of sobriety
So the only bottom I’ma be hittin’ is if it’s sodomy
Wait, I mean, you would think
That somebody handed a saw to me
How I’m choppin’ these bars
They keep wantin’ me to rap responsibly
When I’m constantly passin’ the buck
Like the f**kin’ dollar tree

But I’ma always remind you that I came from poverty
Black people saved my life, from the Doc and Deshaun
And all that we want is racial equality
R.I.P. Laquan McDonald, Trayvon, and Breonna
Atatiana, Rayshard, and Dominique
Eric Garner and Rodney King
No, we can’t get along ’til these white motherf**kin’ cops
Who keep murderin’ blacks are off the streets
And, as far as squashin’ beef, I’m used to people knockin’ me
But, just not in my camp
And diplomatic as I’m tryna be
Last thing I need is Snoop doggin’ me
Man, dog, you was like a damn god to me
Nah, not really
I had dog backwards
But I’m startin’ to think, all these people takin’ shots at me
S**t, it’s no wonder

I be on my own, head up in the clouds like Zeus
When they say, you ain’t the GOAT, I come down like, who
But I got my head in the clouds like Zeus
Where I can see the game from a bird’s-eye view, ayy
B**ch, you talkin’ to a rap god, ayy
Girl, you talkin’ to a monsta, ayy
You could give your whole damn life to the music thing
They gon’ turn around like they don’t love you…

➤ Written by Luca Mauti, T-Minus, Eminem & White Gold
Album: Music to Be Murdered By: Side B
Produced by Eminem, Luca Mauti & T-Minus
Eminem | White Gold | 2020

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