Remember The Name (feat. Eminem & 50 Cent)

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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 rappin' like it's Christmas"
 And if you're talkin' money, then my conversation shiftin'
 My dreams are bigger than just bein' on the rich list
 Might be insanity, but people call it "gifted"
 My face is goin' numb from the shit this stuff is mixed with
 Watch how the lyrics in the songs might get twisted
 My wife wears red, but looks better without the lipstick
 I'm a private guy and you know nothin' 'bout my business
 And if I had my 15 minutes, I must have missed 'em
 20 years old is when I came in the game
 And now it's eight 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 one and I wanna be paid
 But it's 'bout time, you remember the name (Ayy, ayy)
 You know it ain't my time to call it a day
 I wanna crack one and I wanna be paid
 But it's 'bout time, you remember the name (Ayy, ayy)
 (Hey, hey, hey)
 I can still remember (What?) tryna shop a deal (Uh-huh)
 From Taco Bell to TRL
 I climbed the Billboard charts to the
 Top until, as fate would have it (Yup)
 Became an addict, funny 'cause I had pop appeal
 But they said time would 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 (Yeah)
 Without a doubt, by any means
 If rap was skinny jeans, I couldn't do anything
 In 'em, I'd be splittin' seams of denim when I'm spitting schemes
 Which really means, no "ifs", "ands
 " Or "buts" are squeezin' in between
 You sleep on me 'cause you're only fucking winning in your dreams
 Not even when I'm on my deathbed
 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 remember the name (Ayy, ayy)
 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 remember the name (Ayy, ayy)
 Ain't nobody cold as me, I dress so fresh, so clean
 You can find me in my whip, rockin' my Fendi drip
 Man, you know just what I mean
 Shinin', wrist with the rocks on it
 Buscemis with locks on it
 Everything my voice on, that shit knock, don't it?
 Balenciaga saga, I'm in Bergdorf ballin'
 It's just another episode, my hoes, I spoil 'em
 She like the fly shit and I like to buy shit
 Shit, I'm gettin' stupid money, what else we gon' do with money?
 Bitch, we be ballin' out, the king, bring me 50 bottles
 Tonight we gon' blow a check, worry 'bout your shit tomorrow
 The turn up is so real, we 'bout to get super lit
 Boy, I'm kickin' straight facts, that's just how we do this shit
 Tomorrow, we hangin' over 'til we start feelin' 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
 And it's about time, you remember the name (Ayy, ayy)
 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 remember the name (Ayy, ayy)
 (Hey, hey, hey)
 

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Duration
03:27
Key
11
Tempo
91 BPM

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