Remember The Name (feat. Eminem & 50 Cent)

Yeah I was born a misfit
Grew up 10 miles from the town of Ipswich
Wanted to make it big, I wished it to existence
I never was a sick kid, always dismissed quick
Stick to singing, stop rapping like it’s Christmas
And if you’re talking money then my conversation’s shifting
My dreams are bigger than just being on the rich list
Might be insanity, but people call it gifted
My face is going numb from the **** this stuff is mixed with
Watch how the lyrics in the song might get twisted
My wife wears red but looks better without the lipstick
I’m a private guy, yeah you know nothing about my business
And if I had my 15 minutes, I must’ve missed them
20 years old is when I came in the game
And now it’s 8 years on and you remember the name
And if you thought I was good, well then I’m better today
But it’s ironic how you people thought I’d never be great
I like my shows open air, Tokyo to Delaware
Put your phones in the air if you wanna be rocked
You know I want way more than I already got
Give me a song with Eminem and 50 Cent in the club
You know it ain’t my time to call it a day
I wanna crack on, and I wanna be paid
But it’s about time you remember the name aye aye, aye aye
You know it ain’t my time to call it a day
I wanna crack on, and I wanna be paid
But it’s about time you remember the name aye aye, aye aye
Hey, hey, hey
I can still remember (what?)
Tryin’ to shop a deal (uh huh)
From Taco Bell to TRL I climbed the billboard charts to the top until
As fate would have it (yeah) became an addict
Funny ‘cause I had pop appeal
But they said time’d tell (what?) if I’d prevail (huh?)
And all I did was (what?) put nine inch nails (where?) in my eyelids now (what?)
I’m seein’ diamond sales, like I’m in Zales
Without a doubt by any means if rap was skinny jeans I couldn’t do anything
In ‘em I’d be splitting seams of denim when I’m spitting schemes
Which really means no if ands or butts are squeezin’ in between
You sleep on me ‘cause you’re only ****in’ with me in your dream
Not even when I’m on my death bed man I feel like Ed, it isn’t time to drop the mic yet
So why would I quit? The thought that I would stop when I’m dead
Just popped in my head I said it then forgot what I said
It isn’t my time to call it a day I got rap locked and I’m already paid
But it’s ‘bout time you remembered the name aye aye, aye aye
You know it ain’t my time to call it a day I got rap locked and I’m already paid
But it’s ‘bout time you remembered the name aye aye, aye aye
Ain’t nobody cold as me
I dress so fresh, so clean
You can find me in my whip rocking my Fendi drip
Man you know just what I mean (raaaa)
Shining wrist with the rocks on it
Buscemi’s with locks on it
Anything my voice on this **** knock, don’t it?
Balenciaga Saga I’m in Bergdorf ballin
It’s just another episode my hoes, I spoil them
She likes the fly ****, and I like to buy ****
**** I’m getting stupid money, what else we gonna do with money?
***** we be ballin’ out, the king brings you 50 bottles
Tonight we gon’ blow a check, worry about the **** tomorrow
The turn up be so real, we ‘bout to be super lit
Boy I’m kicking straight facts, that’s just how we do this ****
Tomorrow we hanging over ‘til we start feeling sober
Then it’s time to start it over, here we go again
You know it ain’t my time to call it a day I got rap locked and I’m already paid
But it’s ‘bout time you remembered the name aye aye, aye aye
You know it ain’t my time to call it a day I got rap locked and I’m already paid
But it’s ‘bout time you remembered the name, aye aye, aye aye
Hey hey hey!
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