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Best track from the album.

Wheres the "play like you're the good guy" intro?

This would've been better if it had a different instrumental.

just wanted to be the newest comment

Why no one commenting about this drake diss, em stole drakes whole flow and did it better then him

R.I.P Machine gun Kelly but guy's let's be honest he wanted this shit in the first place But they are not a Lilke💯💯💯💯

really wish we can get an extended version of this song

Royce da 5'9 is ILL

@4:08 it was over for MGK he should’ve never even replied 😂

No, we ain't playing. would rather be alone.

Ooooo, this is tight.

Yeah, that little co.. su...

Haha, homie don't play. I love it.

ew

I absolutely despise Revival, but i love Kamikaze

0:20 so nice☺️

Love this royce is underrated em is goat

This whole album is Eminem making fun of new rappers, their flows, and their hooks etc. I think that’s why I never liked this album too much.

Ofcause I'm listening 🎧 @pril 2024 Best

Ngl, I can’t find one song on this album, that I don’t like 😂

Killshot 1!

I like how ppl always leave this song out of the dis back and forth between mgk and em this song is better then all of them

Good dad right there

Eminem sounds like djlovesturbo

its garbage, but on purpose

That 2nd em verse.. 🔥🔥 well the whole song but that verse is on point

jokes aside mgk is the best rapper to ever go after eminem dont tell me that the game and ja rule are/were good

This

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The lyrics in the info are all messed up

this tune i dedicate to all the unpleasant bodies

Eminem and Tyler are my favorite rappers...Eminem is the most technical rapper (he will be hailed like Shakespeare)..Tyler is the most creative, innovative person that I've grown up listening to

Bad and the walls ain't Bending 🎉

Anyone in 2024 👇

Well.... this is definitely "up there" with POP A BOTTLE.

2:14

Yeah Brain dead, eye drops Pain meds, cyclops Daybed, iPod "May-back, " Maybach Trainwrecks, sidewalks Payless, high-tops K-Fed, IHOP Playtex, icebox That's how much we have in common (yeah) That's how much we have in common (whoa) Up on this mic, when we're on it (yeah) That's how much we have in common (yeah) That's how much we have in common (woo) That's how much we have in common We are not alike, there's nada like us on the mic (yeah) I don't do Jordans and Audemars I do explosions and Molotovs Y'all blowin' smoke as if y'all ain't washed I blow the smoke from the car exhaust Flyin' to a party I am not invited to, feelin' like the streets need me (what up?) I ain't gotta dance long as my Ferrari Spider move like C Breezy I don't gotta hire goons, I'd rather try to buy the moon, and breathe freely The sky is blue, the tie is new, the Maserati white and cool like G-Eazy Why these dudes tryna figure out how to do a freestyle as fly as me? (Why?) I'm confused tryin' to figure out how to do Kapri Styles and Mya G Everybody doin' chick joints, probably rob these little dudes at fist point 'Member everybody used to bite Nickel, now everybody doin' Bitcoin We don't got nothin' in common (no) We don't got nothin' in common (no) Y'all into stuff like doubled-up Styrofoam cups on them uppers and downers (woo) I'm into stuff like doublin' commas Find me a brother who's solid To count the shit up and then bust the shit down If the cops hit us up, we can flush the shit down We can not give a fuck, shit, a fuckin' colonic Sellin' your cock and your butt for a follower Possible couple of dollars, you powder sniff Now you're slippin', call it a power trip A product of politics Y'all went from profit and toppin' the charts To dropped in the park in a pile of shit Knowledge is power, but powerless if you got it and you do not acknowledge it Y'all music sound like Dr. Seuss inspired it Hirin' strippers, prostitutes retirin' We can spit it for ya, advance I'm fit to be king, you're cut out to fit in Prince pants You niggas Brain dead, eye drops Pain meds, cyclops Daybed, iPod "May-back, " Maybach Trainwrecks, sidewalks Payless, high-tops K-Fed, IHOP Playtex, icebox That's how much we have in common (yeah) That's how much we have in common (whoa) Up on this mic, when we're on it (yeah) That's how much we have in common (yeah) That's how much we have in common (woo) That's how much we have in common We are not alike, there's nada like us You say you're affiliated with murderers, killers (ayy) The people you run with are thuggin' (gang) But you're just a wanna be gunner (gang) Like you was gonna do somethin' Actin' like you catchin' bodies (ayy) And you got juice, lil' youngin', you're buggin' You ain't never even been charged in connection with battery Bitch, you ain't plugged into nothin' Rap God spit lyrical bullets (boom) And gats cock, your partners better tool up This has not to do with muscular But have guns for sure, you better put a Strap on, other words if you're a Gunner Roll up with your (gang) You're gon' need a arsenal 'Cause this bar is over your head So you better have arms if you're gonna pull up (skrrt) Oh, you run the streets, huh? Now you wanna come and fuck with me, huh? This little cock-sucker, he must be feelin' himself He wants to keep up His tough demeanor, so he does a feature Decides to team up with N9na (yeah) But next time you don't gotta use Tech N9ne If you wanna come at me with a sub, Machine Gun And I'm talkin' to you but you already know who the fuck you are, Kelly I don't use sublims and sure as fuck don't sneak-diss But keep commentin' on my daughter Hailie I keep on tellin' motherfuckers, but just in case you forgot Really and need Ja memories, jarred like strawberry or pineapple, apricot jelly I respond, rarely but this time Shady 'Bout to sound off like a fuckin' cocked semi-Glock Demigod, let me put a fuckin' silencer on this little non-threatenin' blond fairy Cornball takin' shots at me You're not ready, fool, break yourself like Rock Steady Crew Obviously, I'm not gettin' through We can get it poppin' like Redenbach, lettin' off like Remy Ma Heavy artillery, Godzilla harsh with a hard shell With a motherfuckin' heart bigger than Bizarre's belly Only time you'll ever say, I lost You'll be talkin' 'bout Fetty Wap, better call Diddy Just to try to get me off and you better hope I don't call Trick Trick Bitch, this shit don't fly in our city Punk, you don't disrespect OG's, R.I.P. Prodigy Sold Dre my soul and I told him The moment he signed me that I'll be the most hated, though made it So that there's no shame, it's okay to own it 'cause life is a bitch, she's a bow-legged ho But now days are over, I Harvey Weinstein, a bathrobe hangin' over My code name is Groper, I role play with lotion I fucked the whole world then I throw away the Trojan Old lederhosen with home-made explosives, I blow eighty holes in you Don't make me go in, I O.J. the flows and I'm insult to injury Rolaids to Goldman, I'm throat spray and Motrin, I throated Nicole As they both there to choke and my whole blade is soakin' I double-edge sworded 'cause one place I poke and I stick and I turn and I rotatin' motion Invisible with the pen, I'm at the pinnacle Of sick individuals, stick my dick and put the tip in At minimal, I'm fuckin' these syllables I let them lick on my genitals I'm a fuckin' invisible, indefensible, despicable difficult prick, a little bit unpredictable I spit the formidable, that you bitches fuckin' with the original I consider me and Nickel identical ('dentical) But not us, the only thing we have in common's I'm a dick and you suck Otherwise one has nothin' to do with the other None comes close to Skunk, bug, soldier Tongue, shrub, shoulder One month older Sponge, mob, colder Nun, rug, holster Lug nut, coaster Lung, jug, roaster Young Thug poster Unplugged toaster That's how much we have in common (yeah) That's how much we have in common (whoa) Up on this mic, when we're on it (yeah) That's how much we have in common (yeah) That's how much we have in common (woo) That's how much we have in common We are not alike, there's nada like us (man, fuck this shit, let's go)

Too good. Almost like he sold his soul 😮

2:16 2:30 2:45 2:54 2:58 3:00 3:40 4:07 4:25 3:13 3:04 4:20

Mgk thought it was a good idea to respond to a track where bad meets evil and call it "rap devil" 😂😂😂

“The only thing we have in common is I’m a dick and you suck.” Damn, checkmate son!

Royce is fine and everything but lyrically doesn’t belong in the track.

Weird album

Weird album

"Sup babies names slim shady im the lead singer of d12 baby"

Kill shot was a pat on the head and “go play”. Kelly was already dead.

Good name fir a album.

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Mgk who ? Mgk who ? Mgk change his gender next day 😂😂

You can tell by the lyrics in the description that they couldnt keep up with Eminem either