Dear slim

Dear Slim... you think you’re the greatest? Let’s see how much credit you can handle.” [Verse 1] look you seid Killed the Rap Devil!!!...Yeah, okay ... ha ha ha dont make me laugh ... So now you think you can take any title you claim ? But this one is mine i just want you to remember.. You just called out the darkest motherfucker with nothing to lose. Just know death has took everyone and everything from me... So there is nothing you can do to me that hasn't been done before. So Slim, step back, , you can’t handle the Rap Demon’s code or even its title..so Take a stroll back 'round 8 Mile to remind yourself where you came from..you have power and fame that your wasting away... As you hide inside your house walls’ be hind your property gates where u hold up.. You want the Rap Demon? Come get it, Marshall Bruce Mathers. You claim you're Godzilla, a titan in a monstrous scene, But "na"you're a God-on-a-pilla, lost in a dream, a washed-up pill machine. The videos show it, the critics all know it, you're losing the your shit—you’re old as shit. More focused on m.g.k now that your losing your way .. Marshall now your Just an AI poet venting venom through a digital screen. [Pre-Chorus] Once you ruled the streets, a Rap God with no disguise, Now you hoodie up, trying to blend with all your lies you need to give back N.F disguise we all love Nathan but we are getting sick of you... The game’s still rough, the streets don’t play—this is not your battle mic days any more .. The hate’s still real... better come prepared. [Chorus] You don’t know me, I’ve been through the fire, i reached in to hell just pull my self out... The pain from every fight, every cut, a scar that i have to shows. Felt the pain within hell, that pain keeps climbing higher, people like u slim Trying to bury me deep in the ground, but I rose up strong, didn’t make a sound. Shadows are lurking... I killed the Grim Reaper and fed him to the devil's hound. Now I wear his cloak... know this Demon’s coming to take your throne. You tried to pose as me... tried to say you’re the Rap Demon now? Looking for my halo? Keep looking. [Verse 2] Remember when others used Hailie and Kim to diss on you? Well, I’m here to just end you. Playing your cards but your chances look grim—and pretty Slim. Coming from the darkest depths of my own hell, When I come for you... you’ll run for the light. My hits cutting deep, ready for this fight. Bought your last track while smoking meth— Every hit boosted with a blast of duster, chased it with a whippet cracker, Blowing it all out as I exhale... You’re still a pill popper, Marshall, I see the empty bottles, Percocet, Oxycodone... you’re gasping for air. Just give up now. Don’t run to J-Lo asking for a helping hand, Stay clear of Rihanna, she’s not what you planned. Iggy Azalea’s your last desperate call, Almost went Down Under, about to take a fall. [Verse 3] So you want to build a pain? You want the Demon to share? I’ll pull back the curtain, Marshall, if you even dare. You play-acted tragedy, you sold records on grief, But I’m the one who stood in the rain, a broken-hearted thief. Imagine Kim and Hailie under hospital sheets, blood-soaked and cold, The kind of horror a "Rap God" could never have told. A truck driver slept, and my whole world turned to dust, Wife, son, and father—left with nothing but "In God We Trust." I didn't just "lose" them, I buried my pulse in that clay, Six feet of dirt is where "Gary" died that day. I became the hurricane, the storm that leveled the town, While you were safe in a mansion, wearing a plastic crown. I’m the cold-blooded reality that turns your legacy to ash. [Bridge] You know you have no trustworthy friends, Kim proved that one to you, Marshall, opened your eyes how much love that whore had for you, Em— When she fucked all your friends, dog, left you with nothing to hold, Just a lonely man in a mansion, growing bitter and old. ​Look here... I don’t know where you failed, But I think Ja Rule was right about Hailie, and it’s got you derailed. You hated him for speaking the truth, it cut you like a knife, Now you see it with your own eyes—the same ghost, a different life. She’s just like Kim now, and it’s all because of you, And you know you can't do nothing to stop her... ha ha ha. ​ [Outro] (Spoken word, low and chilling) "You see, Marshall... the difference between a God and a Demon is that a God still wants people to believe. A Demon? A Demon doesn't care if you believe or not. He’s just there when the lights go out." ​ (Hollow chuckle) "You spent thirty years dreaming up nightmares to sell to the world. I spent one afternoon at a crash site realizing that nightmares are the only thing that’s real. You’re worried about your legacy... I’m just worried about who’s gonna dig your hole." ​"Go back to the house, Slim. Hug your kids. Keep 'em close. Because once the hurricane hits... there’s no such thing as a 'Rap God' Slim. There’s just the debris left behind."