Week of February 28th
Eminem Ft. Slaughterhouse & Yelawolf - "2.0 Boys"
We knew the instant this track dropped earlier this week it would not only be our Song of the Week but also our Lyrics of the Week. All these dudes are on a different level lyrically and you can see why Slim signed them all to Shady Records. Neither Slaughterhouse nor Yelawolf were on top of the game at the time but Em doesn’t see that, you can tell he looks at lyrical ability and in that case, there is not to many emcees better than this group. Usually when Em's on a track his verse sticks out but on this song every verse is so ridiculous. Only one other time have we chosen the same track for SotW and LotW and wouldn't you know it, it was another Eminem song. Listen and check the lyrics to "2.0 Boys" below.
"2.0 Boys"
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"2.0 Boys" Lyrics
Royce Da 5'9''
"Ryan’s a homocidal misfit,
I write the solution of biophysics,
On the side of a cliff in some hieroglyphics,
This my admission"
"Quick devour polish it, politics, by the way I’m higher than the Eiffel tower tip,
I like writing but I will stick this pencil in your ass before I write ya shit"
"Pause, inhale hella kush, us and Yealwolf like a heavy foot gas pedal push,
Felon’s, crooks, going door to door like he’s selling books, Dolly Parton style, melons mush"
Eminem
"Shit, shit, you could muster up enough thought, to take a dump and a brain fart"
"Illuminati is here, yeah, human oddities,
At odds with us, just whats gotta be"
"And as for these hoes who don’t know me from a can of paint,
You must be huffin’, f-ck a ballsack if the taints can’t take you on a date,
You mistake me for a gentleman, your 2000 and late man, Will-I-aint"
"I’m the bad guy, type of guy that will drag 5 girls up on stage
Pour ice in their pants and the first one who pee’s gets a black eye"
Joell Ortiz
"Puffing loosies, watching I Love Lucy with Gary Busey"
"Nickel, I just picked up a Phantom, look how it Rolls, Royce!,
Even if I want to quit, I ain’t got no choice,
Verses keep coming, I should invoice my own voice,
You should see the kind of asses that my pole hoist,
Hoes be like diamonds in your chain, man, so moist"
"Bang bang, bang bang, house gang, chainsaw,
Here to kill you pussy’s, don’t ask what we came for,
I write til my right arm vein’s sore,
Forearm feel like Thor’s arm in a gang war"
"Piranha mentality with a jaws bite all night,
Coming up, never saw light, but never lost sight"
Joe Budden
"Jets and movers, cess-poolers, meth abusers,
You step to us, tech’s, rugers to respect the shooters"
"My men think in sync, roll with the best crew,
Move to the beat of the same drum without Lex Luger"
"Guard your jewels and avoid large tools,
Cause after I spill you at the light, you be in a car pool"
"Keep your distance from idiots, cause the truth told,
They food for thought’s rotten, they gems are fool’s gold"
"Talking funds, n-ggas ain’t never seen stock,
I don’t need the key to the game, I pick a mean lock"
Crooked I
"Takeoff, you invited inside of the mind of a psychotic rhymer,
I’m kind of a Dahmer, I’m grinding,
Now rappers are lining up jackers, I’m climbing up ladders,
I buy enough clappers to retire you factors, fire at drama
You liars and actors"
"Tell me when and I’m there,
Not only heir to the throne, but my chair is suspended in air,
Stay fly like a limited fare,
You got us pegged wrong, my circle don’t fit in with squares"
"I smell shit and piss, know where it’s coming from,
You stepped on number two just to be number one,
Now I’ma step on you"
"You frauds just blow hard like broads, I coast guard the west,
I’m Mozart, I compose dark shit with no heart"
Yelawolf
"I got Jim Beam in the liver,
Getting head like clean clippers,
With haters on my dick like a jeans zipper,
When I throw up 16′s like I drink liquor,
You think you seen sick? Well, bitch, you ain’t seen sicker"
"But when you win, they say you a sin, but in the end,
They jump on the bandwagon and dance to the band playing,
Skinny-ass pants sagging, it’s only yourself you playing,
Call me a clown, but you love what the clown’s sanging,
And the freakshow’s at the county carnival then you payin’"
"Yelling “Go Shady” driving slower than an old lady,
In an old eighty nine, no piece if you pay me,
Gimme peace sign on my grill, no Mercedes,
I’m getting paid for these shows that I throw lately,
Same shows a year ago woulda broken most of you crazies"
"You ain’t f-cking wit’ Budden, you ain’t got no choice with Royce,
You don’t wanna see the Crooked I, well, listen to Ortiz voice"
