Music Video

Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Eminem
Eminem
Vocals
LL COOL J
LL COOL J
Sampled Artist
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Marshall Mathers
Marshall Mathers
Songwriter
Tim Suby
Tim Suby
Songwriter
J. Smith
J. Smith
Songwriter
Dwayne Simon
Dwayne Simon
Songwriter
B. Ervin
B. Ervin
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Eminem
Eminem
Mixing Engineer
Brian Gardner
Brian Gardner
Mastering Engineer
Joe Strange
Joe Strange
Recording Engineer
M. Strange
M. Strange
Recording Engineer
Tim Suby
Tim Suby
Producer
Tony Campana
Tony Campana
Recording Engineer

Lyrics

[Verse 1]
Okay, how do I say this?
Last year didn't work out so well for me
2018, well
[Verse 2]
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 bed sheet 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-bag 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
[Verse 3]
Smash into everyone, crash into everything
Back and I've 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
[Verse 4]
I turned to rap 'cause it made me feel tough when I wasn't
From the moment I heard rap was cussin', I was in
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, twice in a row 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 tryin' to stop me
'Fore I jump behind the controls and try to fly into fools
'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
[Verse 5]
Smash into everyone, crash into everything
Back and I've 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
[Verse 6]
Smash
(Kamikaze, kamikaze)
(Kamikaze, kami-kamikaze)
(Look at what I've done)
[Verse 7]
I heard your freestyle on Shade 45, that shit was embarrassing
There is no way we'd ever air that shit again, I guarantee that
Wait, that shit was so ass, it's something we wouldn't dare re-air it
Shit's embarrassing as me rear-ending Tara Reid bare
In my therapy chair, my dick is the hair length of Cher
Each nut is the chair width of an acorn, stay left, beware of me
Lyrically, I'm terrible, better get your lyrics prepared
Richard Ramirez is here
Serial killin' every beat there is, but wait
[Verse 8]
Wait, got the eeriest feelin', somethin' evil is lurkin'
I'm no conspiracy theorist, but somethin' here is afoot
Oh yeah, it's my dick
Get the measurement stick (What?)
Twelve inches of wood
Wait, but I've been goin' for your jugular since 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 say 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 supposed to do
Line up the rappers, take my pic like a photo shoot
Written by: B. Ervin, Bobby F. Ervine, Dwayne Simon, J. Smith, James Todd Smith, Marshall Mathers, Tim Suby
instagramSharePathic_arrow_out