Not Alike lyrics - Eminem | #Lyrics




(feat. Royce da 5`9")

[Intro: Eminem]
Tay Keith, fuck these niggas up
Yeah

[Chorus: Eminem]
Brain dead, eye drops
Pain meds, cyclops
They bed, iPod
Maybach, my bach
Trainwrecks, sidewalks
Pay less, high-tops
K-Fed, iHop
Playtex, ice spots
That`s how much we have in common (yeah!)
That`s how much we have in common (whoa!)
Up on this mic, we were on it
That`s how much we have in common (yeah!)
That`s how much we have in common (woo!)
That`s how much we have in common
We are not alike, there`s not alike us on the mic (yeah!)

[Verse 1: Royce da 5`9"]
I don`t do Jordans and Audemars
I do explosions and Molotovs
Y`all blowing smoke as if y`all ain`t washed
I blow the smoke from the car exhaust
Flying to a party I am not invited to, feeling like the streets need me (woah)
I ain`t gotta dance as long as my Ferrari Spyder move, like C Breezy
I don`t gotta hire goons, I`d rather try to buy the moon, and breathe freely
The sky is blue, the tie is new, the Masarati white and cool like G-Eazy
While these dudes tryna figure out how to do a freestyle as fly as me
I`m confused trying to figure out how to do Capri styles, am I a G?
Everybody doing chick joints, probably rob these little dudes at fist point
Remember everybody used to bite Nickel, now everybody doing Bitcoin
We don`t got nothing in common (no) -(2)
Y`all in the stuff like doubled-up Styrofoam cups on them uppers-and-downers (woo!)
I`m into stuff like doubling commas
Find me a brother who`s solid
To count the shit up, then bust the shit down
When the cops set us up, we can flush the shit down
We can no give a fuck, shit, a fucking Kehlani
Selling your cock and your butt for a follower
Possible cup, for dollars you powder sniff
Now you`re slipping, call it a power trip
A product of politics
Y`all went from profit and topping the charts
To dropped in the park in a pile of shit
Knowledge is power, but powerless if you got it and you do not acknowledge it
Y`all music sound like Dr. Seuss inspired it
Hiring strippers, prostitutes retiring
We can spit it for ya it vans
I`m fit to be king, you`re cut out to fit in prince pants
You niggas—

[Chorus: Eminem]
Brain dead, eye drops
Pain meds, cyclops
They bed, iPod
Maybach, my bach
Trainwrecks, sidewalks
Payless, high-tops
K-Fed, iHop
Playtex, ice spots
That`s how much we have in common (yeah!)
That`s how much we have in common (whoa!)
Up on this mic, we we`re on it
That`s how much we have in common (yeah!)
That`s how much we have in common (woo!)
That`s how much we have in common
We are not alike, there`s not alike us on the mic (yeah!)

[Verse 2: Eminem]
You say you`re affiliated with murderers, killers (ayy)
The people you run with are fucking (gang)
But you`re just a wanna be gunner (gang)
Like you was gonna do something
Acting like you catching bodies (ayy)
And you got juice, lil youngin`, you`re bugging
You ain`t never even been charged in connection with battery, bitch, you ain`t plugged in nothing
Rap god spit lyrical bullets (boom)
Your gas caught you partners with a tullip
This has not to do with muscular
But have guns for sure, you better put up
Strap on, in other words if you`re a gunner
Roll up with your (gang)
You`re gon` need a arsenal
`Cause this bar is over your head
So you better have arms if you`re gonna pull up (skrt)
Oh, you run the streets, huh?
Now you wanna come and fuck with me, huh?
This little cock-sucker, he must be feeling himself
He wants to keep up
It`s tough to me now, so he does a feature
Decides to team up with Nina
But next time you don`t gotta use Tech N9ne if you wanna come at me with a sub-machine gun
And I`m talking to you but you already know who the fuck you are, Kelly
I don`t use sublims and sure as fuck don`t sneak-diss
But keep commenting on my daughter Hailie
I keep on telling motherfucker, bitches, in case you forgot
Really I need jaw memories, jaw like strawberry or pineapple, apricot jelly
I respond, really, but this time Shady `bout to sound off like a fucking cocked semi Glock
Demi god, let me put a silencer on this little non-threatening blond fairy, cornball taking shots at me
You`re not ready, fool, break yourself like Rocksteady Crew
Obviously, I`m not getting through
We can get it poppin` like Redenbach, letting off like Remy Ma
Heavy artillery, gotta deal a harsh with a hard shell
Put a motherfucking heart in bigger than Bizarre`s belly
Only time you`ll ever say, I lost
You`ll be talking `bout Fetty Wap, better call Diddy
Just to try to get me off and you better hope I don`t call Trick Trick
Bitch, this shit don`t fly in our city
Punk, you don`t disrespect OG`s, R.I.P. Prodigy
Soldier in my soul and I told them the moment he signed me that I`ll be the most hated, dumb-hated solider
There`s no shame, it`s okay to own it `cause life is a bitch, it`s a bow-legged hoe
But now days are over, I Harvey Weinstein, a bathrobe hanging over
My code name is groper, I roleplay with lotion
I fucked the whole world then I throw away the Trojan
Olay the hoes like with home-made explosives, I blow eighty holes in you
Don`t make me go in, I OJ the flows and I`m insult to injury
Roll dice to globe in and I`m [??] tryna throw in [??]
They both hate to choke and my hoe play the [??]
And I double-edge sworded `cause one place I poke and I stick and I turn and I rotating motion
Invisible with the pen, I`m at the pinnacle of sick individuals, take my dick and put the tip in
At minimal, I`m fucking these syllables
I let them lick on my genitals
I`m a fucking invisible, indefensible, despicable difficult prick, a little bit unpredictable
I spit the formiddable, that you`re bitches are fucking with the original
I can say that me and Nickel are identical
But not us, the only thing we have in common is I`m a dick and you suck
Otherwise one has nothin` to do with the other
None comes close to
Skunk, bug, solider
Tongue, shrub, shoulder
One mother older
Sponge, mob, colder
None, rug , hoaster
Lug, nut, coaster
Lung, jug roaster
Young Thug poster
Unplugged toaster

[Chorus: Eminem]
That`s how much we have in common (yeah!)
That`s how much we have in common (whoa!)
Up on this mic, we were on it (yeah)
That`s how much we have in common (yeah!)
That`s how much we have in common (woo!)
That`s how much we have in common
We are not alike, there`s not alike us on the mic
(Man, fuck this shit; let`s go)



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