Gospel Lyrics in English Dr. Dre , Eminem
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Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
What? what?
What? what?
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Dre, you ready?
Dre, are you ready?
Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa
Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa
C'mon
C'mon
alright
alright
Check, check, check, check, check
Check, check, check, check, check
Cut 'em undercover, timeless, ready for 'em, progress
Cut 'em undercover, timeless, ready for 'em, progress
Feelin' like I'm just gettin' started
Feelin' like I'm just gettin' started
Two shots back for my dearly departed
Two shots back for my dearly departed
You are now dealin' with a monster, boss shit, profits
You are now dealin' with a monster, boss shit, profits
Doc Dre, bitch, I'm a prophet
Doc Dre, bitch, I'm a prophet
Black Wall Street, niggas know where the stock is, heh
Black Wall Street, niggas know where the stock is, heh
Try me, niggas never see me, but it ain't hard to find me, heh
Try me, niggas never see me, but it ain't hard to find me, heh
Unwinding, shit's blinding, still grinding, uprising
Unwinding, shit's blinding, still grinding, uprising
stop talking 'bout the past, I'm the future, nigga
stop talking 'bout the past, I'm the future, nigga
nigga like me, still here, motherfucker, go figure
nigga like me, still here, motherfucker, go figure
Lookin' for my next gold digger
Lookin' for my next gold digger
This summer here gon' be colder than winter
This summer here gon' be colder than winter
Already told you, I fold you like hundreds of billions
Already told you, I fold you like hundreds of billions
And you can go missing, put that on my children
And you can go missing, put that on my children
Bet that, nigga, what? Regret that, run it up
Bet that, nigga, what? Regret that, run it up
Heh, and I'm about to sum it up
Heh, and I'm about to sum it up
This shit here that problem, livin' at the bottom of a bottle
This shit here that problem, livin' at the bottom of a bottle
'Full throttle,' my motto, yeah
'Full throttle,' my motto, yeah
Fuckin' with me like fuckin' with the lotto
Fuckin' with me like fuckin' with the lotto
That awful, in your nostril, in a brothel, this is gospel
That awful, in your nostril, in a brothel, this is gospel
Yeah, I'm a need all that pronto
Yeah, I'm a need all that pronto
Yes I'm, yes I'm, yes I'm
Yes I'm, yes I'm, yes I'm
Gon' ride 'til I die
Gon' ride 'til I die
Give a fuck if you bitches die
Give a fuck if you bitches die
Put a motherfucking hole in your face
Put a motherfucking hole in your face
Back up bitch, don't even try
Back up bitch, don't even try
I am that motherfucker, been the coldest
I am that motherfucker, been the coldest
Why you on that? No one know us
Why are you on that? No one know us
Overdosed on what dope is
Overdosed on what dope is
Hip-hop shit sell better than the coke did
Hip-hop shit sell better than the coke did
Like a satanic cult
Like a satanic cult
It's an old ritual slaughtering GOATS, bitch
It's an old ritual slaughtering GOATS, bitch
You're fucking with the original, flow's sick
You're fucking with the original, flow's sick
And anybody can get it, COVID
And anybody can get it, COVID
You fuckin' with that?
You fuckin' with that?
I done wrote shit that was so sharp
I done wrote shit that was so sharp
I could slit my own fucking throat with it
I could slit my own fucking throat with it
So rich, I got more chips than my shoulders
So rich, I got more chips than my shoulders
And I'm about as approachable as a roach is
And I'm about as approachable as a roach is
Yeah, so better steer clear from him
Yeah, so better steer clear from him
Here comes a nuclear bomb for your eardrums
Here comes a nuclear bomb for your eardrums
Lyricism at its most fearsome and fierce
Lyricism at its most fearsome and fierce
We are on another tier like a tear duct's upper echelon
We are on another tier like a tear duct's upper echelon
Your career subbing me It was sheer luck
Your career subbing me It was sheer luck
Like a fuckin' leprechaun with its beard cut
Like a fuckin' leprechaun with its beard cut
punisher, weapon drawn with a beer gut
punisher, weapon drawn with a beer gut
You're slower than a Decepticon with its gear stuck
You're slower than a Decepticon with its gear stuck
I serial kill, and you're Kellogg's
I serial kill, and you're Kellogg's
I love checks and I hate tricks
I love checks and I hate tricks
And you're a fake bitch
And you're a fake bitch
I could spot you like you 'bout to weight lift
I could spot you like you 'bout to weight lift
Bitch, I'm badder than cake mix
Bitch, I'm badder than cake mix
can't be whipped with egg beaters
can't be whipped with egg beaters
You cunts must be out of your labias
You cunts must be out of your labias
And God is my alias, so if I don't have faith in me
And God is my alias, so if I don't have faith in me
Then it basically makes me an atheist
Then it basically makes me an atheist
Nate Diaz, got the world by the tracheas
Nate Diaz, got the world by the tracheas
In a chokehold and a sleeper
In a chokehold and a sleeper
And me and Dre are like dog hair
And me and Dre are like dog hair
We're both in our lab coats like retrievers
We're both in our lab coats like retrievers
But, like a Doberman, I'm a whole different breeder
But, like a Doberman, I'm a whole different breeder
Animal mutt mixed with a overachiever
Animal mutt mixed with a overachiever
you're the king of rap? You're about to be overthrown
you're the king of rap? You're about to be overthrown
Like a pass over the head of an open receiver
Like a pass over the head of an open receiver
At least you can end up comin' to blows like a wiener
At least you can end up comin' to blows like a wiener
But, I ain't finish puttin' these hoes through the ringer
But, I ain't finish puttin' these hoes through the ringer
Like clothes in between the two roll is a weight
Like clothes in between the two rolls is a weight
No, what I mean is flow's interwoven, I treat 'em like thread
No, what I mean is flow's interwoven, I treat 'em like thread
That's how I wound up sewin' machine up
That's how I wound up sewin' machine up
So, fucks if you don't give up me the time to ride or die
So, fucks if you don't give up me the time to ride or die
'Cause you're either both or you're neither
'Cause you're either both or you're neither
Throw a middle finger up if you're rollin'
Throw a middle finger up if you're rollin'
But, me, I'm gonna-
But, me, I'm gonna-
Ride 'til I die
Ride 'til I die
Give a fuck if you bitches die
Give a fuck if you bitches die
Put a motherfucking hole in your face
Put a motherfucking hole in your face
Back up bitch, don't even try
Back up bitch, don't even try
I am that motherfucker, been the coldest
I am that motherfucker, been the coldest
Why you on that? No one know us
Why are you on that? No one know us
Overdosed on what dope is
Overdosed on what dope is
Hip-hop shit sell better than the coke did
Hip-hop shit sell better than the coke did
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