[00:00.000] 作词 : Marshall Mathers/Brytavious Lakeith Chambers/R. Montgomery/R. Spence Jr[00:00.000] 作曲 : Marshall Mathers/Brytavious Lakeith Chambers/R. Montgomery/R. Spence Jr[00:00.000]Tay Keith, **** these *****s up![00:04.510]Yeah[00:14.050]Brain dead, eye drops[00:15.720]Pain meds, cyclops[00:17.500]Daybed, iPod[00:19.250]"May-back," Maybach[00:20.950]Trainwrecks, sidewalks[00:22.620]Payless, high-tops (Uh)[00:24.320]K-Fed, iHop[00:26.040]Playtex, icebox (Yeah)[00:27.790]That's how much we have in common (Yah!)[00:29.460]That's how much we have in common (Woah!)[00:31.160]Up on this mic when we're on it (Yah)[00:32.910]That's how much we have in common (Yeah!)[00:34.630]That's how much we have in common (Woo!)[00:36.360]That's how much we have in common[00:37.610]We are not alike, there's nada like us on the mic (Yah!)[00:41.450]I don't do Jordans and Audemars[00:43.200]I do explosions and Molotovs[00:44.930]Y'all blowin' smoke as if y'all ain't washed[00:46.550]I blow the smoke from the car exhaust[00:48.300]Flyin' to a party I am not invited to, feelin' like the streets need me[00:51.640]I ain't gotta dance long as my Ferrari Spider move like C Breezy[00:55.240]I don't gotta hire goons[00:56.390]I'd rather try to buy the moon and breathe freely[00:58.510]The sky is blue, the tires new[00:59.870]The Maserati white and cool like G-Eazy[01:02.010]Why these dudes tryna figure out[01:03.370]How to do a freestyle as fly as me? (Why?)[01:05.430]I'm confused tryna figure out[01:06.760]How to do Kapri Styles and Mya G[01:08.910]Everybody doin' chick joints[01:10.340]Prolly rob these little dudes at fist point[01:11.990]'Member everybody used to bite Nickel[01:13.690]Now everybody doin' Bitcoin[01:15.700]We don't got nothin' in common (No!)[01:17.420]We don't got nothin' in common (No!)[01:19.090]Y'all into stuff like doubled-up Styrofoam cups[01:20.840]On them uppers-and-downers (Woo!)[01:22.570]I'm into stuff like doublin' commas[01:24.340]Find me a brother who's solid[01:25.520]To count this **** up and then bust this **** down[01:27.110]When the cops hit us up, we can flush this **** down[01:28.890]We cannot give a ****, ****, a ******' colonic[01:30.740]Sellin' your **** and your butt for a follower[01:32.390]Possible couple of dollars, you powder sniff[01:34.170]Now you slippin', call it a power trip, a product of politics[01:36.750]Y'all went from profit and toppin' the charts[01:38.270]To dropped in the park in a pile of ****[01:39.810]Knowledge is power, but powerless[01:40.960]If you've got it and you do not acknowledge it[01:42.680]Y'all music sound like Dr. Seuss inspired it[01:44.430]Hirin' strippers, prostitutes retirin'[01:46.210]We can spit it for your advance[01:47.590]I'm fit to be king, you're cut out to fit in Prince pants[01:49.810]You ******—[01:50.150]Brain dead, eye drops[01:51.770]Pain meds, cyclops (Yeah)[01:53.500]Daybed, iPod[01:55.140]"May-back," Maybach[01:56.890]Trainwrecks, sidewalks[01:58.640]Payless, high-tops (Uh)[02:00.340]K-Fed, iHop[02:01.990]Playtex, icebox (Yeah)[02:03.740]That's how much we have in common (Yah!)[02:05.460]That's how much we have in common (Woah!)[02:07.160]Up on this mic when we're on it (Yah)[02:08.940]That's how much we have in common (Yuh!)[02:10.580]That's how much we have in common (Woo!)[02:12.330]That's how much we have in common[02:13.590]We are not alike, there's nada like us—[02:15.750]You say you're affiliated with murderers, killers (Ayy!)[02:18.210]The people you run with are thuggin' (Gang!)[02:20.010]But you just a wannabe gunner (Gang!)[02:21.740]Like you was gonna do somethin'[02:23.040]Actin' like you catchin' bodies (Ayy!)[02:24.580]And you got juice, lil' youngin', you buggin'[02:26.330]You ain't never even been charged in connection with battery[02:28.580]*****, you ain't plugged into nothin'[02:30.100]Rap God spit lyrical bullets (Pew!)[02:31.740]And gats cock, your partners better tool up[02:33.330]This has not to do with muscular[02:34.980]But have **** for sure, you better put a[02:36.890]Strap on, other words if you're gonna[02:38.660]Roll up with your (Gang!) you're gon' need a arsenal[02:40.780]'Cause this bar is over your head[02:42.240]So you better— Have arms if you're gonna pull up (Skrrt!)[02:44.880]Oh, you run the streets, huh?[02:46.370]Now you wanna come and **** with me, huh?[02:48.170]This little ****-**cker, he must be feelin' himself[02:50.260]He wants to keep up his tough demeanour[02:52.060]So he does a feature, decides to team up with N9na (Yeah)[02:54.680]But next time you don't gotta use Tech N9ne[02:56.220]If you wanna come at me with a sub, Machine Gun[02:58.180]And I'm talkin' to you[02:59.250]But you already know who the **** you are, Kelly[03:01.570]I don't use sublims and sure as **** don't sneak-diss[03:03.870]But keep commenting on my daughter Hailie[03:05.670]I keep on telling mother*******s[03:06.930]But, just in case you forgot really and need Ja memories[03:09.200]Jarred like strawberry or pineapple apricot jelly[03:11.660]I respond rarely, but this time Shady 'bout to sound off[03:13.560]Like a ******' cocked semi-***** Demigod[03:15.130]Let me put a ******' ******** on this little[03:16.880]Non-threatening blond fairy cornball takin' shots at me[03:18.890]You're not ready, fool, break yourself like Rock Steady Crew[03:21.010]Obviously, I'm not getting through[03:22.680]We can get it poppin' like Redenbach, letting off like Remy Ma[03:25.030]Heavy artille—ry, Godzilla harsh with a hard shell[03:27.380]With a mother******' heart bigger than Bizarre's belly[03:29.260]Only time you'll ever say I lost[03:30.750]You'll be talkin' 'bout Fetty Wap, better call Diddy[03:32.610]Just to try to get me off of ya[03:33.860]Better hope I don't call Trick Trick[03:35.040]*****, this **** don't fly in our city[03:36.860]Punk, you don't disrespect OGs, R.I.P. Prodigy[03:40.160]Sold Dre my soul and then told him the moment he signed me[03:42.140]That I'd be the most hated, though made it[03:43.530]So that there's no shame, it's okay to own it[03:45.200]'Cause life is a *****, she's a bow-legged **[03:46.790]But now those days are over[03:47.760]I Harvey Weinstein a bathrobe hanging open[03:49.430]My code name is groper, I role play with lotion[03:51.100]I ****ed on the world then I throw away the Trojan[03:53.900]Old lederhosen with home-made explosives[03:55.520]I'll blow eighty holes in you[03:56.510]Don't make me go in, I O. J. the flows[03:57.970]And I'm insult to injury, Rolaids to Goldman[03:59.720]I'm throat spray and Motrin, I throated Nicole[04:01.420]As they both there to choke and my whole blade is soakin'[04:03.220]A double-edge sword, it cuts both ways, I poke and[04:04.970]I stick and I turn in a rotating motion[04:08.180]Invisible with the pen, I'm at the pinnacle of sick individuals[04:10.350]Stick my **** and put the tip in at minimal[04:11.580]I'm ******' these syllables, I let 'em lick on my ********[04:13.440]I'm a ******' invincible, indefensible, despicable, difficult prick[04:15.710]A little bit unpredictable, I spit the formidable[04:17.300]That you *****es ******' with, the original[04:18.530]I consider me and Nickel identical ('Dentical!)— But not us[04:20.850]The only thing we have in common's I'm a **** and you suck[04:23.600]Otherwise one has nothin' to do with the other[04:25.580]None come close to skunk, bug, soldier[04:27.330]Tongue, shrub, shoulder, one month older[04:29.060]Sponge, mug, folder, nun, rug, holster[04:30.700]Lug nut, coaster, lung, jug, roaster[04:32.480]Young Thug poster, unplugged toaster (Yeah!)[04:34.590]That's how much we have in common (Yah!)[04:36.320]That's how much we have in common (Woah!)[04:38.070]Up on this mic when we're on it (Yah)[04:39.790]That's how much we have in common (Yeah!)[04:41.440]That's how much we have in common (Woo!)[04:43.240]That's how much we have in common[04:44.440]We are not alike, there's nada like us—[04:46.560](Man, **** this ****, let's go)