When he was say rap god he was talkin bout me
And you ain't bothered a bit now, baby
The one who can´t even show a real smile
Give her that d i'm outta 8 mile
He can do anything, apart adapting,
I got my wife, so fuck the ring
Smoking khaled, my weed the best
He can split he can bend
In rap terms he keeps it real
Leave your inhibitions here
He can sing, not ripped apart,
The vacancy that sat in my heart
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