#rap #rapfame #hiphop #eminem #DARKMATT3RMUSIC V1 I had an itch, it wasn’t coming from my ass Sliding in the city rolling doobies in the back My phone was blowing up like it was pledging into ISIS I sent them hitters samples of the nicest Now they wanna haggle me for prices Told em for a nickel and a nibble on his wife’s tits Told me not to name his wife or he gon come correct But little did he know his shawty went and settled debts Like I’m gon take an I.O.U from niggas callin collect? Cryin, say you dying, can I hold you till ya check? I pat you, say I got you, then ya bitch hang up my phone She blowin through a bundle like she cooling down a roll  Behind her, playing miner, i start digging her for gold  She paid off both ya balance sheets but left without her soul Going through excuses fore she walkin in her door Come in ‘ready bitchin ‘bout the lines up at the store But homie’s on the floor Hook Damn It aint easy playin plug Easy dodging pigs but hard to slip a slug Reminisce the old days when I was flipping nugs Now I’m peepin K9s when I step in the sub Damn I done fell into the trap sleeves up in my sleeves just to pay off all the tax these shakes is getting crazy and its harder to relax Damn im bout to relapse, damn im bout to relapse Phone is ringing, buzzing bet it ain't my cousin Tone is stingin, buddy drummin repercussions Rush a nigga in the kitchen, now the chicken gettin bitten No discussion, I'ma Makarov No Russian Woulda thought a nigga thinking bout his daughter Toddler witnessing a slaughter probly tinkling some water Woulda thought a nigga plannin for a life but cycles come around in circles, final scenes are not rehearsals Woulda thought a nigga faster than his karma, hard to drown it under pharma, drama creepin in his aura Woulda thought a nigga tougher than a callus, talons tippin off his balance, malice got him doing gallops Woulda thought a nigga smarter than his father, but he weighin like a carter, prayin for him at the alter Alternating at the shoulder linkin daffodils and cobras Said it's simple when he grabbed the motorola Damn It aint easy playin plug Easy dodging pigs but hard to slip a slug Reminisce the old days when I was flipping nugs Now I’m peepin K9s when I step in the sub Damn I done fell into the trap sleeves up in my sleeves just to pay off all the tax these shakes is getting crazy and its harder to relax Damn im bout to relapse, damn im bout to relapse Issa game, but you aint winning or escaping tape it, play it back before you sleep  A leap of faith'll separate the brazen from the meek or mill the wheat into the flour blowin on the street Dont take for granted that you lolly licking with a bandit a candid bullet landed, make the dummy understand it That contraband is only bout as strong as who command it remember Candy doubles as a cavity and treat bigger lessons for the niggas dipping in recessions Shout out to the goonies that be holding 67th If there ever problems, we gon dead em like a possum, condom bursting through the caution, Kill em niggas quickly quantum If you ever trodden, like you hit bikini bottom, fractures forming at your column, hit a nigga for some knowledge I'm steady hoarding, never running out of porridge Just paying homage, squadron keep me semi solid Hook Damn It aint easy playin plug Easy dodging pigs but hard to slip a slug Reminisce the old days when I was flipping nugs Now I’m peepin K9s when I step in the sub Damn I done fell into the trap sleeves up in my sleeves just to pay off all the tax these shakes is getting crazy and its harder to relax Damn im bout to relapse, damn im bout to relapse 2x