Rap Rage No Mercy

[Intro] [Verse 1] Yo, step back, let’s talk facts, you’re a relic, a fossil, Spit weak-a*s bars, claim you’re god? Bitch, that’s a parody! Marshall Mathers? More like *ss-whipped, washed-up tragedy, Your rhymes outdated, overrated, call it "has-been" strategy! You scream "Lose Yourself," but your career’s a lost cause, Cringe like "Revival," flop harder than grandma’s drawers! Slim Shady? Nah, Slim Faded, your flow’s decomposed, Bitch, you ain’t a GOAT—you’re a joke, just a punchline exposed! [Chorus] Bust this verbal a*****t, hit you where it hurts most, Eminem? More like Eminem*tion—you’re a ghost! Run your mouth, get stomped out, this ain’t "8 Mile" close, I’m the fire, you’re expired—king of trash, take your throne! [Verse 2] You rapped about mom’s spaghetti, now it’s your legacy rot, Old man yelling at clouds, but your clout’s been shot! "Rap God"? Nah, more like "Crap Fraud," your hype’s a lie, Your last hot track? Hell froze—2009 goodbye! Call me cruel, call me ruthless, but your discography’s trash, "Kamikaze"? More like kamikrash—flop in a flash! You dissed MGK, but he bounced, you’re still stuck in the past, Bitter, brittle, middle-aged, your reign didn’t last! [Bridge] You think you’re vicious? Bitch, your edge died with "Encore," Now you’re just a meme, a relic, rap’s dusty backdoor! Your fake rage, staged, cringe like your bleach-blond hair, Ain’t nobody scared—you’re a teddy bear with a swear! [Chorus] Bust this verbal a*****t, hit you where it hurts most, Eminem? More like Eminem*tion—you’re a ghost! Run your mouth, get stomped out, this ain’t "8 Mile" close, I’m the fire, you’re expired—king of trash, take your throne! [Outro]