Kamikaze Lyrics - Eminem

Okay, how do I say this? (fack, fack, fack) 

Last year didn't work out so well for 

me (fack, fack, fack) (fack last year) 

2018, welp (fack, fack) 

Yeah, I'm a fucking kamikaze crashing into everything 

You beat me Islamic Nazi, that means there is no such thing 

I've been going for your jugular since Craig G Duck Alert 

Wedgie in my underwear, the whole bedsheet and the comforter 

Stuck up in my rectal crack, kiss my disrespectful ass 

I'll ride through your cul de sac 

Window cracked bumpin' your reference tracks 

You collab on a referent rap, I have never said his raps 

Overstayed my welcome 

Stepped in crap and ruined your welcome mat 

So spit that shit from the heart, you didn't write like you wrote it 

While I T-bagged the microphone 'cause I go nuts on it 

Like a fighter jet lined with explosives that'll strike any moment 

Headed right at opponents and I'm the fucking pilot that flown it 

I'm 'bout to 

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Smash into everyone, crash into everything 

Back and I just begun, "FACK" 2017 

Fack, fack on everyone 

Fack, fack on everyone 

Fack, fack on everyone 

I'm a Kamikaze, gonna 

Smash into everyone, crash like an F-15 

Damage already done, y'all shoulda' let me be 

Fack, fack on everyone 

Fack, fack on everyone 

Fack, fack on everyone 

I'm a Kamikaze, gonna 

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I turned on rap 'cause it made me feel tough when I wasn't 

From the moment I heard rap was cussin', I wasn't 

Which is why I identify with the guy who I was invented by 

Dre's Frankenstein, energized like a nine volt 

Ice cold like Snake Eyes, buy some rope on a dice roll 

But if the only reason I blow is 'cause I'm white though 

Why don't every other white rapper sell what I sold? (ooh) 

Kamikaze pilot, I wrote my suicide note 

Here come the guys in white coats tryna stop me 

'Fore I jump behind the controls and try to fly into foes 

'Cause I'm takin' y'all with me when I go cyclone 

I don't think this typhoon's letting up any time soon, here I go 

Eyes closed, blindfolded, I'm 'bout to 

Smash into everyone, crash into everything 

Back and I just begun, "FACK" 2017 

Fack, fack on everyone 

Fack, fack on everyone 

Fack, fack on everyone 

I'm a Kamikaze, gonna 

Smash into everyone, crash like an F-15 

Damage already done, y'all shoulda' let me be 

Fack, fack on everyone 

Fack, fack on everyone 

Fack, fack on everyone 

I'm a Kamikaze, gonna 

Smash 

Kamikaze, kamikaze 

Kamikaze, kamikaze, kami-kamikaze 

Look at what I've done 

I heard your freestyle on Shade 45, that shit was embarrassing 

There is no way we ever hear that shit again, I guarantee 

That way, that shit was so ass, 

it's something we wouldn't dare re-air it 

Shit's embarrassing, is me rear ending Terreri Bear 

In my therapy chair, my dick is the hair length of Cher 

Each nut is the chair with every naked stare beware 

Lyrically I'm terrible, better get your lyrics prepared 

Richard Ramirez is here 

Serially killing every therapist, is it- 

Wait, wait, got the eeriest feeling something evil is lurking 

I'm no conspiracy theorist but something here is afoot 

Oh yeah, it's my dick 

Get the measurement stick (what) 

Twelve inches of wood 

Wait, but I've been going for your jugular like Craig G Duck Alert 

And I've come to pay respects 'cause if you sleep, you're fucked 

Other words, you get laid to rest 

And I hope your butt is hurt 

Put me on a track, I go cray on it like a color book 

You got some views, but you're still below me 

Mine are higher so when you compare our views, you get overlooked 

And I don't sang the hook unless I wrote the hook 

And now I'm just freestylin' in the vocal booth 

And you know I've always spoke the truth 

You lyin' through your teeth so much, you broke a tooth 

And it ain't somethin' I need a phone to do 

When I say I can't wait 'til I get ahold of you 

And I don't know what I'm s'posed to do 

Line up the rappers, take my pic like a photo shoot