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EMINEM "RAP GOD" ACAPELLA REMIX COVER! (By: Sean Leary)

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Published on Jan 9, 2014

Twitter: https://twitter.com/SeanLearyP Facebook: https://www.facebook.com/SeanLearyPre... "Rap God" REMIX COVER! EMINEM ACAPELLA by Sean Leary!

This is a FULL ACAPELLA Cover/REMIX of "Rap God" by Eminem! All sounds made by Sean Leary's mouth.

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"Rap God" Remix LYRICS by Sean Leary (original lyrics by Eminem):

Rap God.
I'm beginning to feel like a Rap God, Rap God (3X)

I'm beginning to feel like a Rap God, Rap God
All my people from the front to the back nod, back nod
Now who thinks their arms are long enough to slapbox, slapbox?
They said I rap like a robot, so call me Rapbot. Rapbot

I'm beginning to feel like a Rap God, Rap God
All my people from the front to the back nod, back nod
Now who thinks their arms are long enough to slapbox, slapbox?
Let me show you maintaining this shit ain't that hard, that hard

My pen'll go off when I half-cock it
Got a fat knot from that rap profit
Made a living and a killing off it
Ever since Bill Clinton was still in office
With Monica Lewinsky feeling on his nut-sack
I'm an MC still as honest
But as rude and as indecent as all hell
Syllables, skill-a-holic (Kill 'em all with)

Me? I'm a product of Rakim
Lakim Shabazz, 2Pac, N-W-A., Cube, hey, Doc, Ren
Yella, Eazy, thank you, they got Slim
Inspired enough to one day grow up
Blow up and be in a position
To meet Run DMC and induct them
Into the motherfuckin' Rock n'

Roll Hall of Fame even though I walk in the church
And burst in a ball of flames
Only Hall of Fame I be inducted in is the alcohol of fame
On the wall of shame

You fags think it's all a game
'Til I walk a flock of flames
Off a plank and
Tell me what in the fuck are you thinking?

'Cause I'm beginning to feel like a Rap God, Rap God
All my people from the front to the back nod, back nod
Now who thinks their arms are long enough to slapbox, slapbox?
They said I rap like a robot, so call me Rapbot. Rapbot

I'm beginning to feel like a Rap God, Rap God
All my people from the front to the back nod, back nod
The way I'm racing around the track, call me Nascar, Nascar
Dale Earnhardt of the trailer park, the White Trash God
Kneel before General Zod this planet's Krypton, no Asgard, Asgard

Little gay looking boy
So gay I can barely say it with a straight face looking boy
You're witnessing a massacre like you're watching a church gathering

Just bought a new Raygun from the future
Just to come and shoot ya
Like when Fabolous made Ray J mad

Cause Fab said he looked like a fag
At Maywhether's pad singin' to a man
While they played piano
Man, oh man, that was a 24/7 special
On the cable channel

So Ray J went straight to the radio station the very next day
"Hey, Fab, I'mma kill you"
Lyrics coming at you at supersonic speed, (JJ Fad)

Uh, summa lumma dooma lumma you assuming I'm a human
What I gotta do to get it through to you I'm superhuman
Innovative and I'm made of rubber, so that anything you say is
Ricocheting off of me and it'll glue to you

And I'm devastating more than ever demonstrating
How to give a motherfuckin' audience a feeling like it's levitating
Never fading, and I know that haters are forever waiting
For the day that they can say I fell off, they'd be celebrating

Cause I know the way to get 'em motivated
I make elevating music
You make elevator music
Oh, he's too mainstream
Well, that's what they do
When they get jealous, they confuse it

It's not hip hop, it's pop
Cause I found a hella way to fuse it
With rock, shock rap with Doc
Better "Lose Yourself" in the music

I don't know how to make songs like that
I don't know what virgins do. UHH!!

School flunkie, pill junky
But look at the accolades these skills brung me
Full of myself, but still hungry
I bully myself cause I make me do what I put my mind to
When I'm a million leagues above you
Ill when I speak in tongues
But it's still tongue-in-cheek, fuck you
I'm drunk so Satan take the fucking wheel
I'm asleep in the front seat
Bumping Heavy D and the Boys

Still chunky, but funky
But in my head there's something
I can feel tugging and struggling
Angels fight with devils and
Here's what they want from me

...Shady.

Rap God.

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