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Hustlers & Hardcore (feat. Domingo)

๐Ÿ‘ค Eminem โ€ข ๐ŸŽผ Eminem Is Back โ€ข โฑ๏ธ 3:08
๐ŸŽต 2977 characters
โฑ๏ธ 3:08 duration
๐Ÿ†” ID: 8992414

๐Ÿ“œ Lyrics


In life, you got your wannabes, you got your goonabes, and you got your has-beens
Then you got your hustlers and hardcore
In my prime, I climb, blow line by the time
All line the time, intertwine friends and lines
Only in time when it's flex time. I shine for old time
Brothers and legends in their own minds
Repeat everything twice, let you make you time. Respect my eyes
Face the music, coach Nick Click
With purpose, monuments, and active activists
With red fists and a black list
Warriors of the warpath, with war paint
Of the warhorse, see the war cry
See the war dance, it's wartime, hit it on it
Vision, knock you out and bounce enough for this
Just listen, your superstition can help you in this battle
Wildest man in your candles
You can't handle these spiritual phantoms
So walk into the sandals
Attack you from all angles
And pause when it starts to dangle
So you will start to scramble
And I will be the tool to so lower in your shit and in shambles
You're mumbling mockery, muttering mother scum
Looking like the last of the litter, you fucking run
Hustlers, hustlers and hardcore
Giving you more than what you asking for
Say what, say what, we hustlers and hardcore
Keeping it raw, keeping it rough, keeping it raw
Hustlers, hustlers and hardcore
Giving you more than what you asking for
Say what, say what, we hustlers and hardcore
Keeping it raw, keeping it rough, keeping it raw
Chase for danger
Banging, swinging, banging, scoring, banning
Single hander, from a bar stander
To an executed perfect profit planter
Get the left hander with your propaganda
Ill manner, bad grammar, slander
Got the people chasing me with cameras by the manor
Fuck her, drop a canner in Havana
Silver jammers, running up on the canvas
In the canvas, you can amp us
Powder burns in your stomach, body proper samples
Hiding in the hampers, under dirty pampers
Tension on the snappers
Black and browners make them happy campers
Put a damper when they tamper
Mocking and laughter, no negotiating, kidnapping
I'll puke, eat it and freak you
Battle, I'm too weedy to speak to
The only key that I see to defeat you
Would be for me to remove these to Adidas and beat you
And force feed you in both
And on each feed is a cleats shoe
I'll lift you off your feet so fast with a roundhouse
You'll think I pulled the fucking ground out from underneath you
I ain't no fucking GM or cannibal
I ain't trying to shoot you
I'm trying to chop you into pieces and eat you
Wrap you in rope and plastic
Stab you with broken glass
And have you with open gashes
Strapped to a soaking mattress
Coke and acid
Black magic
Cloaks and daggers
Fuck the planet till it spins on a broken axis
Hustlers
Hustlers and hardcore
Do any more than what you asking for
Say what
Say what
We hustlers and hardcore
Keeping it raw
Keeping it raw
Keeping it raw
Hustlers
Hustlers and hardcore
Do any more than what you asking for
Say what
Say what
We hustlers and hardcore
Keeping it raw
Keeping it raw
Keeping it raw
Yeah


โฑ๏ธ Synced Lyrics

[00:00.00]
[00:00.09] In life, you got your wannabes, you got your goonabes, and you got your has-beens
[00:07.09] Then you got your hustlers and hardcore
[00:10.09] In my prime, I climb, blow line by the time
[00:12.09] All line the time, intertwine friends and lines
[00:14.10] Only in time when it's flex time. I shine for old time
[00:16.10] Brothers and legends in their own minds
[00:18.09] Repeat everything twice, let you make you time. Respect my eyes
[00:20.09] Face the music, coach Nick Click
[00:22.09] With purpose, monuments, and active activists
[00:24.10] With red fists and a black list
[00:25.09] Warriors of the warpath, with war paint
[00:27.09] Of the warhorse, see the war cry
[00:28.09] See the war dance, it's wartime, hit it on it
[00:30.09] Vision, knock you out and bounce enough for this
[00:32.10] Just listen, your superstition can help you in this battle
[00:35.09] Wildest man in your candles
[00:36.09] You can't handle these spiritual phantoms
[00:38.09] So walk into the sandals
[00:39.10] Attack you from all angles
[00:40.09] And pause when it starts to dangle
[00:41.09] So you will start to scramble
[00:42.10] And I will be the tool to so lower in your shit and in shambles
[00:45.09] You're mumbling mockery, muttering mother scum
[00:47.10] Looking like the last of the litter, you fucking run
[00:50.09] Hustlers, hustlers and hardcore
[00:52.10] Giving you more than what you asking for
[00:55.10] Say what, say what, we hustlers and hardcore
[00:57.10] Keeping it raw, keeping it rough, keeping it raw
[00:59.09] Hustlers, hustlers and hardcore
[01:02.10] Giving you more than what you asking for
[01:04.09] Say what, say what, we hustlers and hardcore
[01:07.10] Keeping it raw, keeping it rough, keeping it raw
[01:09.09] Chase for danger
[01:10.10] Banging, swinging, banging, scoring, banning
[01:12.10] Single hander, from a bar stander
[01:14.09] To an executed perfect profit planter
[01:16.09] Get the left hander with your propaganda
[01:18.10] Ill manner, bad grammar, slander
[01:20.10] Got the people chasing me with cameras by the manor
[01:22.09] Fuck her, drop a canner in Havana
[01:24.09] Silver jammers, running up on the canvas
[01:26.09] In the canvas, you can amp us
[01:28.10] Powder burns in your stomach, body proper samples
[01:30.10] Hiding in the hampers, under dirty pampers
[01:32.09] Tension on the snappers
[01:33.10] Black and browners make them happy campers
[01:35.09] Put a damper when they tamper
[01:37.09] Mocking and laughter, no negotiating, kidnapping
[01:39.09] I'll puke, eat it and freak you
[01:41.10] Battle, I'm too weedy to speak to
[01:43.10] The only key that I see to defeat you
[01:45.09] Would be for me to remove these to Adidas and beat you
[01:47.09] And force feed you in both
[01:49.09] And on each feed is a cleats shoe
[01:50.09] I'll lift you off your feet so fast with a roundhouse
[01:52.09] You'll think I pulled the fucking ground out from underneath you
[01:55.09] I ain't no fucking GM or cannibal
[01:57.09] I ain't trying to shoot you
[01:58.09] I'm trying to chop you into pieces and eat you
[02:00.09] Wrap you in rope and plastic
[02:01.10] Stab you with broken glass
[02:02.09] And have you with open gashes
[02:04.10] Strapped to a soaking mattress
[02:05.09] Coke and acid
[02:06.10] Black magic
[02:07.09] Cloaks and daggers
[02:08.09] Fuck the planet till it spins on a broken axis
[02:10.09] Hustlers
[02:11.10] Hustlers and hardcore
[02:12.09] Do any more than what you asking for
[02:14.10] Say what
[02:15.09] Say what
[02:16.09] We hustlers and hardcore
[02:17.10] Keeping it raw
[02:18.09] Keeping it raw
[02:19.10] Keeping it raw
[02:20.09] Hustlers
[02:21.09] Hustlers and hardcore
[02:22.10] Do any more than what you asking for
[02:24.10] Say what
[02:25.09] Say what
[02:26.09] We hustlers and hardcore
[02:27.10] Keeping it raw
[02:28.09] Keeping it raw
[02:29.10] Keeping it raw
[02:30.09] Yeah
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