Ez Mil & Eminem – Realest MP3 Download
Realest is a dynamic and impactful rap song that brings together the immense talent of Ez Mil and Eminem. Released on August 4th, 2023, this hard-hitting track showcases the lyrical prowess and uncompromising attitude of both artists. The song opens with Ez Mil, setting the tone with his confident delivery and effortless flow. He addresses his foes, warning them of the consequences that await if they continue to provoke him. With a clever play on words, Ez Mil navigates through themes of betrayal, envy, and resilience. His verses are filled with raw energy and personal experiences, providing listeners with a glimpse into his journey from struggle to success.
Eminem enters the track on the third verse, proving once again why he is considered one of the greatest rappers of all time. He skillfully addresses the criticism he often faces, debunking the notion that his success is solely based on his race. Eminem effortlessly flows between self-reflection and sharp attacks on his rivals, showcasing his ability to manipulate words and create captivating storytelling.
The chorus is a dominant declaration of self-confidence, with Ez Mil proclaiming himself as the "realest in the business." He frustrations others to stop trying to imitate his style and carve out their own path. The imagery of a circus for sinners with bodies adds a dark and gritty element to the song, culminating in a forceful message. Realest not only showcases the incredible skills of Ez Mil and Eminem, but also serves as a testament to their resilience and determination. With its hard-hitting beats, thought-provoking lyrics, and seamless collaboration, this song is a testament to the enduring power of rap in the ever-evolving music world. It is sure to resonate with fans of both artists and leave a lasting impact.
Because he ain't a fightin' to go unnoticed
There's no way I was gonna cross 'em off like he's just some any rapper, like a one-hit wonder (Yeah)
I'm on whatever you on, I ain't gon' talk on the phone (Haha)
Keep that same energy fu*kin' with enemies
It's gettin' temptin' to run in your home (Who did that?)
Huh, buddy, I do it alone, Cudi said word to my homes
Don't just go hit 'em 'cause I gotta drive
You focus on aimin' that blick at his dome, no cap
You motherfu*kers be lucky as fu*k that ain't nobody envious of you enough
Take it from me like a brother who dug off the mud on his head but done ended up cuffed
Then he just gets back, backed out again into a world where you double what he did
'Cause you learn, you give it up, or get fu*ked in turn, homie
I'm the realest in the business and everybody gon' be envious of my beginnings
Got a circus for the sinners with bodies, so stop tryna be another addition
'Cause I'm the realest in the business and everybody gon' be envious of my beginnings
Got a circus for the sinners with bodies, so stop tryna be another addition
I done got hit on the head, barely survived that shit (Okay)
Minus a nine from ten, Eminem's spot still sits
But fu*k a position, I'm tunin' him in
Let all you rock out with it, I ain't ever gonna be an opt-out mission
Get the Glock out with it, get to poppin', dip out and smoke
With the homies we mobbin', while I'm cleanin' the stash of my calibers
Some of them might got ya' name on 'em
Wanna brag about shit that could happen
I am the reason that they got a chain on 'em
When I rap, they consider me a Gatling
Fillin' up mags, I'm finna go clapping
Get in that bag with a gold B rabbit, I know they hate this flow
I'm in the mode to get to killin' again with the best stick in your dome
You're never gettin' a penny or less, stealin' the flows
And I'ma spread it again as a test, sick of these hoes
They get to bit*hin', the bigger the breasts, nevertheless
I'ma get it, enter with that trigger, never better
Instead of settin' the bet up, I let up with the Beretta
Make it, "Duka-duka-doo," on you bit*hes in front of PETA
'Cause I'm kinda gettin' fed up of leavin' y'all wet up like
I'm the realest in the business and everybody gon' be envious of my beginnings
Got a circus for the sinners with bodies, so stop tryna be another addition
'Cause I'm the realest in the business and everybody gon' be envious of my beginnings
Got a circus for the sinners with bodies, so stop tryna be another addition
Guess I've really no right to complain much (Nah)
Hip-hop has been good to me, huh? (Well)
But when they say that I'm only top five
'Cause I'm white, why would I be stunned? (Huh)
My skin color still workin' against me (What?)
'Cause second I should be to none (Ha)
Being white ain't why they put me at top five (Nope)
It's why they can't put me at one (Woo)
They're comin' with more venom
So the haters, I'm aimin' it toward them (Brr)
And all the envious rappers, I torch if I'm on a joint with 'em (Yeah)
And that is the only retort, is I'm not played in the clubs (What?)
Motherfu*ker, put a cork in it
Only reason they still play your shit in the clubs (Why?)
Is 'cause you still perform in 'em (Ha-ha)
I am a guest in this house but I turned this bit*h to a mansion (What? Yeah)
That's an expansion, made it gargantuan (Huh, what?)
England, Germany, France and Japan's in this bit*h (Huh, yeah)
Even Dubai, because my music, they do buy (What?)
You died tryin' the scientist
Two psychiatrists could not unscrew my head off
The blue-eyed devil, I never quit, do I? (Nah)
Nah, 'cause you know you'd get washed like a bar of soap (Yeah)
You pu**y, you wouldn't give a cigar to smoke (Ha-ha)
And I know that it eats at your heart like an artichoke (Yeah)
Because you know that's how likely you are to choke (Yeah)
Your heart is broke as I rip you apart
I go bananas, proceed to spit every bar I wrote (Damn)
I was spittin' before my mother's water broke
It's not even close, you bit*h, I'm by far the G.O.A.T
Gen Z is actin' like rap experts, zip up your gaps and close your mouths (Yeah)
Bit*h, you ain't been on this planet long enough to tell me how rap's supposed to sound (Nah)
Y'all need to stick to what you do best (What?), shootin' schools up, gat', go load up rounds
In your parents' gats and go to class and let off with the strap and go to town (Uh-huh)
Shout to the Furious Five and Grandmaster Flash, but, boy (Whaddup, though?)
This someone who really is furious, stay out his path, his wrath, avoid
And I'll be the last to toy with a juice-head whose brain is like half destroyed
Like a meteor hit it
Well, there went Melle Mel, we lost his ass to 'roids (Damn)
And God was like, "I got 'em, but I'm gonna start 'em at the bottom of the barrel
Brought him in the world where the mother was on Valium, and his father was a coward
Taught him as a child when no-fu*kin'-body was around
How to get himself up and out of poverty, and now
Not even a growl in his stomach, gotta be a hound
'Til they put your body in the ground," prolly gonna sound like a cliche
But when haters try to beat you down, say "Fu*k 'em"
'Cause I'm the realest in the business and everybody gon' be envious of my beginnings
Got a circus for the sinners with bodies, so stop tryna be another addition
'Cause I'm the realest in the business and everybody gon' be envious of my beginnings
Got a circus for the sinners with bodies, so stop tryna be another addition
I'm just playin' Gen Z
You know I love you