Эминем принял учатие в записи нового альбома рэпера Big Sean. Маршалл зачитал куплет на треке "Friday Night Cypher". Помимо Эма на треке также присутствует Royce5'9,  Friday 42 Dugg, Boldy James, Cash Kidd, Drego, Kash Doll, Payroll Giovanni, Royce da 5’9″, Sada Baby & Tee Grizzley.

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[Intro: Tee Grizzley]

Ayy, ayy, ayy

Ayy, ayy, ayy

(Hit-Boy)

Ayy, this that Clipse sample, ayy (G. Ry got me)

Fuck that talkin', let the clip slam 'em

[Verse 1: Tee Grizzley]

Yellow bands around them hundreds, you know how much that is (Tens)

Too much to give me cash, they had to wire me the backend (Send it)

Niggas in here lookin' tough, you know that I got mag in (What?)

Ask me am I only rappin', you know I got that bag in (You see it)

Bandman like Lonnie (Lonnie), want my head? Come find me (Come get it)

Lil' bro in that bitch chillin', he ain't tryna come home cocky (He chillin')

He comin' home to a dollar (Dollar), and a mansion and a chopper (What else?)

In the desert on a dirt bike (Skrrt), VLONE shirt and the Pradas (Fresh)

Big nigga fresher than you, fuck you and your stylist (Woah)

Paid ninety for my grill, then lost it, that's why I ain't smilin' (Damn)

You got Sean, you got Hit, you got Grizz

Kash Doll'll paint you red, throw you in the water, they gon' think you a lobster, nigga (Gang)

[Verse 2: Kash Doll]

Uh

I just dropped a kit, you dropped out of school

These hoes wanna be famous 'til they make the news

All my bitches winnin', how it feel to lose?

Nigga tryna get the box like he finna move

Bitch, I'm at my pinnacle, I used to shop at Pinnacle

Your nigga still drink Pinnacle, bitch, your taste is pitiful

I talk cash shit, you ain't cash shit

Call up Baby Choppa, Cash Kidd, and spend my cash, kid

You stay back like adlibs, I buy, I don't ask shit

I pop shit and pop tags, bitch, this new era be cappin', uh

Me, Sean, Tee off that Pusha T, ain't no pushin' me

Bro might put you on a tee, dot my I's and cross my T's

Bro might put you six feet or bro gon' put you on your feet

But bro can't put you onto me

A-plus pussy worth a B, nigga, uh

You niggas ain't worth no B, fuck outta here

[Verse 3: Cash Kidd]

I keep dyin' in my dreams, but life's great when I stay woke

Bet you love dreamin', that's the only time you ain't broke

Try me, 40 make you back up off me like DeJ Loaf and Big Sean

Get triggered down, Jhené Aiko

Gotta keep Glock in the fanny

Nigga, you not finna ham me, huh

Put a body on a ratchet, I feel like Dr. Miami

Niggas tryna ride my wave like they stoppin' a taxi

On a six in a Lam', but I'm not that bitch Mary (Helluva made this beat, baby)

[Verse 4: Payroll Giovanni]

Four-One

They counted me out, I came back with a vengeance

In back-to-back Benzes, back-to-back winnin'

Rap failed, oh well, give me back my scale

And a burn-out cell, I'll grow clientele (Yup)

Four-One P, I don't sell dreams, I wholesale P's (Uh)

Want halves, nigga, don't call me, don't insult me (Boy)

Wrist frosty, 'bout eighty what this shit cost me

Don't worry, I'll make it back before you sip coffee

I run with hustlers and bosses, bosses and hustlers (Yeah)

Had to find my hustle, I was lost in the gutter

Got out that jam, now it's foreigns with the seats peanut butter

Bitch, it's BYLUG for life, never crossin' my brothers

[Interlude]

(Let's go)

(Helluva made this beat, baby)

[Verse 5: 42 Dugg]

I fuck with 6 Mile, not too much the 7, they freed the 4s

That's your bitch, huh? Well, get her together, she fuckin' bro

You know them road trips still bring a dub in, sub in

Even if the party was seven, the strip club ten

I'm all in this bitch on the tether, I'm throwin' dubs still

I put her in the Bentley mansion rent-free

Told 'em keep the G-Wagen plain, don't even tint these

Can't be fuckin' with a lame, dog, you got her head big

Three hundred a line for the Wock', I'm sippin' red still

I know how the feds feel, I make it hard to catch me

Cuz sellin' corn still, codeword for reggies

I ain't signed a deal yet, fuck it, I don't need 'em

Everybody with me eatin', free my niggas 'til I see 'em

He ain't dead, we ain't even, Jet back, ante up, bitch

Free them boys

[Interlude]

(Shit hard)

(Where you at, Bo?)

[Verse 6: Boldy James]

We gon' make it off the ave, get a half, then I shake it

Somethin' like a bad habit, we ain't have it, we gon' take it

Came up off a fifty slab, now my bag big as yappers

Workers beggin' me for time off, askin' me for raises

Took me six hours to count it, bubble wrap it up, and tape it

All my bitches want allowance, plug askin' me for favors

I been out of town so long, had to get reacquainted with the neighbors on the block

All this cash we been rakin'

[Verse 7: Drego & Big Sean]

Way before the rap when I was writin' verses

We was beatin' up the Ike like I was Tina Turner

We was loadin' up the Glock and fillin' up the hearses

Now I'm preachin' like it's Sunday, tryna teach the sermon

Tryna teach 'em how to get it, fill up they mamas' purses

So they ain't standin' front the judge, listen to the verdicts

'Cause we was standin' on the block, thuggin' with the serpents (Yeah)

Get caught with Curtis Blow on me and they gon' close the curtains

[Verse 8: Big Sean]

Million-dollar calls you can't merge in, BasedGod how I got my curse lift

She gon' play her part so well, you thought that she rehearsed it

Don life worship

Holy temple, synagogue, tabernacle, churches

[Interlude: Big Sean]

Yeah (Hit-Boy)

Look

[Verse 9: Big Sean]

I can't even chill, I get active

Overdoin' everythin' my best and worst habit

Shit be impossible 'til it happens

I never thought I'd see Kobe go before Magic

That taught me first, no seconds to waste

Only waist I like is her legs wrapped around my face

Fuck you think she doin' over here? Watchin' Netflix?

Beard game, might just let it grow down to my necklace, uh

I don't hope for wins, I expect it, uh

Adrenaline in me like it got injected

My girl say I got communication issues, no, I don't

I just don't like sharin' all my problems more than the results

I bring the plan back to my team, tell 'em go wild

Godbody my physique and my profile

I did every single goal that I wrote down

Checked it off, it's old now

And that shit give me chills, fuck I gotta take yours?

I'm the originator, make it, then I make more

Written in stone, you can't forge

You ain't on my level even if we in the same buildin' on the same floor

Old boy black out

Dough boy cash out, payroll, contract maxed out

Cash kid, cash cow

Tapped in, I can't tap out

Bitch, keep thinkin' I'm sleepin' in

Tony on the monitor, I see your ass creepin' in

Lil' bitch, if it weren't for me, you wouldn't exist, you get the gist?

Fuck a cease and desist, they shootin' up seats and exits

Throwin' plays to my bros, I'm leadin' the league in assists

Hopscotch, blacktop, I ain't been skippin' a step since

Real estate, Zillow every day, bitch, I might just change my profession

Dodged so many rainy days, it changed my complexion

Hang up on your ass and say I lost the connection

I turned out to be the man that I manifested

[Interlude: Big Sean]

(Let's go then)

[Verse 10: Sada Baby]

Hmm, fuck the bullshit

I ain't here to make no friends, can't get bool with me

Since an adolescent, I was ignorant, up in school trippin'

Pistol at my desk, I was sittin' up in school with it

Put your bitch hand in my corner pocket, play pool with it

She gon' eat the dick, both balls licked, and do it to me

Ain't go to college, I ain't want no pussy nigga roomin' with me

Still could've went to college, Sada ain't no fool, nigga

Every clip we got extended, yellow Perkies look like minions

Put Church's Chicken on your niggas, scrape them boys for half a biscuit

Know I like the burner, but I'll beat your ass, this shit personal, huh

Hit a nigga in his shit with this fifty or thirty, duh

[Interlude: Big Sean]

(Let's go, Royce)

[Verse 11: Royce da 5'9"]

Name a nigga out of the D as solid as me

I unlocked a lot of dollars, nigga, knowledge is key

I did it all without a college degree

I went from hottest signed artists, don dada, to G

Street lord, rock bottom, Godfather, and P

D-Boy, Rottweiler, Sean, Sada, and Tee

Standin' on the corner three days

Phone is on Motorola prepaid

Diadora or gold Ellesses

These are ordered from the older East Bays

She either rollin' with the owners or the lessees

A kind man knows a blind man holds grudges

A wise man knows a wise man knows nothin'

I thought I told you motherfuckers I ain't need a budget

I ride with them guys that society begrudges

We been thuggin' worldwide, got arenas buzzin'

We survived gettin' fronted by Ilina cousin

Before you could sell that Cole and Adele

Or go NFL, be Kobe or Kells

The plight of the rich is to throw you in jail

The fight has been fixed since the openin' bell

And you know who postin' your bail? Who promotin' your L?

Who be hopin' you fail? Nigga, Oprah and Gayle

Ignore the hate, show the world that we love the opps

Call Lyor great while they make rape Russell docs

Nah

[Interlude]

(Okay, yeah)

(Hit-Boy)

Yeah

(G. Ry got me)

[Verse 12: Eminem]

Bitch, you have never said a clever line ever

You murdering in the booth is the furthest thing from the truth

Rest assured, I'ma treat this roof like I'm peelin' off

The plastic on a pill bottle, I'm tearin' the ceilin' off, yeah

Ripping rappers like they were wrapped in Saran, bitch

And I'm strapped up with ammunition

And single-handedly takin' over the game like I had an actual hand missing

But I only need one to clap

Animal ambition

The only butt-fuckin' way that you're strapped is for cash

Wish you could slap in the damn clip in that motherfuckin' imaginary little handgun you're brandishin'

Bitch, if you pull up with the stick

It's a car with a manual transmission

The chances are low to none that I will overcome my bipolar one

Voodoo dolls, I'm just pokin' fun, pins to me are like loaded guns

When I'm holdin' one, if I'm just fiddlin' with it

This motherfucker discharges like me checkin' myself out of the fucking mental hospital

And I get off like an acquittal, I spit it, you critique it

It feels like I'm bein' belittled by midgets

It's like holding a nuke or a damn bazooka

And walkin' right up in the middle of a little kids' fuckin' pillow fight with it

You want smoke? I'm like hookah

Man, I remember back when I used to get jumped for my fucking Pumas

Run home and go fuck my room up

These streets will try to vacuum you up

That's why the avenue where I grew up was 8 Mile and Hoover (What?)

'Cause it sucked like a Roomba

But even if I would've went the indie route

I don't have any doubt

I would still get blown like it's windy out

Shoot 'til the clip is emptied out

This is the beginning of the ending, but I'll put another clip in and spit these rounds

If I dig deep down when I'm in my bag like Fendi

Who am I offending now?

Got so many fucking detractors, feels like I'm gettin' plowed

Had to put my money on a diet, I got too many pounds

You would think I'm turnin' pages the way that I'm flippin' paper

Middle fingers, them bitches get to wavin' like friendly neighbors

I'm talkin' loot like I'm rioting

Dick is so big, I can't fit the entire thing through a tire swing

I don't think it would be logic for me to say that I'm retirin'

But I should say bye-bye, earthlings

'Cause I'm back on Uranus fuckin' up this "Grindin'" beat, yeah

I took the pain and learned how to put that shit into a song

You listen for flaws and strip it and try to pick it apart

So when I'm rippin', it's hard to tell whether if it is really because

Of how offensive I am, or just what a bitch that you are

Like I never had to get my clothes at fucking St. Vincent de Paul

Like I don't make sure every sentence and bar with a pencil is sharp, and I'm quick on the draw

Yeah, so when I pull it, surprise (Pull it, surprise), like Kendrick Lamar

You need to walk the Yellow Brick Road and find the chick with the dog

'Cause y'all are missing a heart

Plus your bitch is giving out brain like the Wizard of Oz

This shit is like sitting in the principal's office getting scolded for skipping

Y'all got detention tomorrow

I'm severe like Benzo withdrawal

Bitch, your skin's gonna crawl

I'm invincible, I've been through it all

Like I never thought about just ending it 'til I got pissed off and put a fist through the wall

My back was against

Now I rap like I'm possessed, that's nine-tenths of the law

Oh

Oh, fuck it

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