Royce Da 5'9" - The Half-Time Show Freestyle lyrics

[Verse 1: Eminem] The one man on the planet that'll drive off of the Grand Canyon Hop out of a Grand Am and land in it handstanding Any man planning to battle will get snatched out of his clothes So fast it'll look like an invisible man standing I'm headed for hell, I'd rather be dead or in jail "Bill Clinton, hit this and you better inhale" Cause any emcee that chooses to go against me Is getting taking advantage of like Monica Lewinsky Came home in a frenzy, pushing a ten-speed Screaming at Aunt Peg With three spokes sticking out of my pant leg Eff a headache, give me a migraine, damn it, I like pain And you should be anywhere that a mic ain't You rap knowing you wack You act up and I'm throwing you down a flight of steps Then I'm throwing you back up 'em If they don't like the track, f** 'em The rap struck 'em harder than getting hit by a Mack truck And then backed up on And any half-a**ed known rapper that trespa** Better be ready for the second Celebrity d**hmatch So tell the medic to bring the medication and quickly I'm sicker than a 2Pac dedication to Biggie I'm free-falling feet first out of a damn tree To stampede your chest 'til you can't breathe And when I'm down to my last breath I'm a climb the Empire State Building Get to the last step and still have half left [Verse 2: Royce da 5'9"] Pompous, roll with monsters and dons for accomplices co*k non-fiction concepts constant Bomb threat and I ain't even on yet On spec, I spit thunder and you ain't even seen the storm yet Lightning in the clouds, start a fight in the crowd Hyper and loud, get this mic in your vowels, biting my style Attack all of y'all, react on the thought of y'all Slaughter y'all, I'm calling y'all, in fact, I'm blackballing y'all More official than an ordered pistol aimed toward rappers Blame fame for a [?] Burying the [?] under the gravel Saw off the pump handle and barrel for carrying convenience My odyssey carries the [?], compare me to Phoenix Solid and hard and light up a star, I got to be Venus Huddle and bomb back, take cover and all that And try to not die, you not rugged enough You just shook as soon as I step foot in this rap game I'm a bubble on contact like peroxide, I'm touching a cut You stuck in my raps, [?] Y'all s**ing my a**, boosting my confidence a buck and a half I know the game, I'm a train trapped inside a name And whoever they taught me, yo, we ride the same I shoot crews with the truth and chew lies of change Speeding on a dragon in an attempt to collide with fame [Verse 3: Eminem] This 9 is lifting you six feet when I spray rounds Hit you with six shots in mid-air and four more on the way down As eight strays graze through a kid's hair on the playground You lay down on a stretcher (Don't get carried away now) No pun intended, just hop out of this whip And leave it unattended 'fore I whip out this gun and end it Unless you want it dented with bullet holes in one minute Cause I can leave your Infinit' full of those even if someone's in it Snatch the airbag, hit the corner and park it Corner the market, I got her tied up in a chair and gagged b**hes get slapped and grabbed by the hair and dragged Like cavewomen while I'm gravedigging with Marilyn Mans' [Verse 4: Royce da 5'9"] You get laced by the gun in case you try to run Hatred on my face by the ton, get baked by the sun Constructed of interplanetary rock and metal Topping levels of combustion that's hot enough to stop the devil Innovative thrust that a enemy The impact'll be the generated destructive energy to flatten trees Black boy since birth, burst and tore the womb up To hit the earth like a asteroid and blow the moon up Trust me, I'm the epitome, you better bust me Anybody can say, "Eff [me]", and he gon' touch me Smoking organic ganja inside of a stanza Me and my man cypher with cans of volcanic lava Man, and it's hot, I'm out of my head From the bottom I can leap out a bottomless pit and land at the top Raw, that's what I came out here for To raise an eclipse and occasional trips to the beer store Switch up the breed of emcee and stick a chick up Vigorous speed to reach in the sea and pick a fish up I'm fly against all laws of gravitation I done crushed all ya'll, now you want a collaboration But eff that, you stepped up, so I'm a eff your rep up And tear the rest up with every joint that I press up So stop violence or violence'll stop you Got crews iller than anybody on your block do I roll with a white boy that pop 'shrooms Listen to rock tunes and jump in a costume and rob you [Verse 5: Eminem] What a wonderful day, I should go outside and play Ain't no need to sit inside the house and hibernate "Hi, Renée, I was just about to toss a live grenade In your driveway and drive away Are you afraid of a blade made of a razor with AIDS?" Blood dripping from it Ripping your stomach up from the waist up You talk a lot of ish, but you was never ill though I'm sick enough to beat you to d**h with a feather pillow Tipped over some cows just for a joke and a laugh Jumped up, choked a giraffe, snapped his neck and broke it in half Waging wars, went on stage and sprayed Cage with Agent Orange And wiped my a** with his page in Source Demon is here, I'm steaming this year I rip Mystikal's voice box out and scream in his ear It's not a gimmick, trick, it's an image, I live it Give a what? I don't know what a "what" is to give it [Verse 6: Royce da 5'9"] I grab your throat and squeeze it until it's swollen Then exceed it until it explodes over your shoulders Pick up your urn with ashes in it and piss in it Diss intended to verge like a hearse with a witch in it No more do I battle emcees for fun Now it's guns and n***as should run from the [?] It's barely vivid you witness rare exhibits of terrorism Through Israel and the art when even they're dark and dismal I'm a deranged breed, shoot me I'll catch a bullet in my teeth And spit it right back at you at the same speed I'll injure if I'm offending you, we can go to blows Even my interview should be a Hip-Hop Quotable You can have the title, that's for brothers that's co*ky I'll take the belt with diamonds in it like Ted DiBiase I'm rebelling your chains, in fact, you wack I'm telling you the plane still spelling your name in your raps You're soft-hearted, I'll say, "Let's take it to the streets" You'll start pleading with me before we can get the walk started I'm a deranged breed, so don't try to touch this 5'9", I told you I don't know the chorus [Verse 7: Eminem] Forget a chorus, my metaphors are so complicated It takes six minutes to get applause And by the time you all catch on, I'm a end your career And walk away with the floor, so you have nothing to fall back on I'll throw you out of ten floors Pull a freaking headache out of my head and put it in yours I'm indoors, waiting for this acid to seep in my skin pores To go outdoors and do some in-stores This trick wanted to blow me, I said, "It ought to happen" "You swallow nut, girl?" "No, but I brought a napkin" Getting skully while I'm autographing Got my daughter laughing Cause I sent her mother white water rafting I'm not a fact, I'm a proven fear Mr. Rogers blocking my U-Haul Screaming, "You ain't moving here" "Lorena Bobbitt, come here, want a souvenir? I've been high as "L" since I was a juven-eer Juvenile? Same difference, I need some 'caine Cause I ain't sniffed since I woke up to seven slain infants Brain implants and they say there's a slim chance I won't stay the same cause I traded brains with a chimpanz'