313 [Croatian translation]

[Hook: Eye-Kyu]

Now, what you know about a sweet MC from the 313?

None of these skills you 'bout to see come free

So you wanna be a sweet MC, you gotta become me

If you ever wanna be one, see

[Hook: Eminem]

Now, what you know about a sweet MC from the 313?

None of these skills you 'bout to see come free

So you wanna be a sweet MC, you better become me

If you ever wanna be one, see

[Verse 1: Eye-Kyu]

Yo, some people say I'm whack, now if that's right I'm

The freshest whack MC that you ever heard in your lifetime

My slick acapella sounds clever with the beats, boy

I'm the deepest thing since potholes to ever hit the streets

Forget a gold digger's succubus

My soul's thick with ruggedness

With the mic I'm like a dyke: can't no nigga fuck with this

I got more different strokes than Philip Drummound

On open mic I bone your woman

Just to keep my lyrics comin' (bitch)

We elevated to new heights, premeditated

Let it be that I stated, they hate it

Now that they see that I made it

The escalated can be put to the test of greatness

Snatch the heart from MC's and I ate it

So I take it, that's the reason I'm hated

To represent's my temperament

If rap was a dick, all you so called hard MC's would not be impotent, but pimpin' it

And actin' like you could rock a show

Harder than LL's rock the bells, and you's a hoe

Everything that you collaborate I lacerate

My rhymes they keep comin'

Like nymphomaniacs that masturbate

At a faster rate, yeah, I got somethin' for your ass to hate

I blast your hate, and have you all runnin' past the gates

And as for face clutchin' and touchin' the flows

I got them open like marijuana smoke up in your nose

Buckin' these hoes, I got that shit down to a science

Leavin' them hot and bothered, turned on, like an appliance

Defiance? No, we won't have that

You want your shit to blow up?

Well, I'ma stuff some dynamite in your ass crack

And blast that shit to kingdom come

Then bring them some of this real hip-hop

I drop beats and you ain't singin' or gonna do a thing but run

And you all knew from Meeko

That you couldn't hold your own

With the strength of Lou Ferrigno

So, stop that bullshit flow, yo

You need to come with the real skills and act like you know

[Hook: Eminem]

Now, what you know about a sweet MC from the 313?

None of these skills you 'bout to see come free

So you wanna be a sweet MC, you better become me

If you ever wanna be one, see

[Hook: Eye-Kyu]

Now, what you know about a sweet MC from the 313?

None of these skills you 'bout to see come free

So you wanna be a sweet MC, you gotta become me

If you ever wanna be one, see

[Verse 2: Eminem]

So what you know about a sweet MC in the 313?

You don't know shit, so when you see one, flee

You can be Run-D, you'll never be the MC

I stopped the alphabet at S and got it down to a T

I'm sure you're bound to agree, a sweet MC crash the spot

I'll make the roof hot like I was Rock Master Scott

Your ass forgot, so just in case you don't remember me

I'll run your brain round the block to jog your fuckin' memory

It's either them or me, man, kill or be killed

Your will'll be sealed, your casket closed, you still'll be billed

My facilities filled with fans, packed to capacity

I'll send a rapper back with the crack of his ass shitty

If he's actin' soft and he cowers, he better come cleaner

Than Jeru jackin' off when he showers

You flowers got no clout with a thing

You could date a stick of dynamite

And wouldn't go out with a bang

I shout with a slang, simple as ABC's

Skip over the D's and rock the microphone with ease

Dethrone MC's, and I'ma max alone

Relax your dome, like a solo from a saxophone

So facts are known, biters get treated with shots

I rock a beat harder than you could beat it with rocks

I'm greeted with flocks of fellow followers' singers

You couldn't make the fans throw up their hands

If they swallowed their fingers

But you can bring yours, let's see what you got

But don't front, and never try to be what you're not

'Cause you can be quick

Jump the candlestick, burn your back

And fuck Jill on a hill, but you still ain't jack

[Hook: Eye-Kyu]

Now, what you know about a sweet MC from the 313?

None of these skills that you just seen come free

So you wanna be a sweet MC, you never become me

So you ain't never gonna be one, see

[Hook: Eminem]

Now, what you know about a sweet MC from the 313?

None of these skills you 'bout to see come free

So you wanna be a sweet MC, you never become me

If you ever wanna be one, see

• Artist:Eminem
• Album:Infinite (1996)