Rap God is a song by American rapper Eminem, released as the third single from his eighth studio album, The Marshall Mathers LP 2, in 2013. The song is widely considered as one of Eminemâs most impressive and complex performances, as he raps at a rapid-fire pace, delivering multiple rhymes, references, and wordplays in each line. Rap God also showcases Eminemâs confidence and self-awareness, as he claims to be the best rapper in the game and pays homage to his influences and achievements.
The song begins with a sample of a dialogue from the 2002 sci-fi film The Matrix Reloaded, in which the character Morpheus says, âLook, I was gonna go easy on you not to hurt your feelings. But Iâm only going to get this one chance.â This sets the tone for Eminemâs lyrical onslaught, as he proceeds to rap for six minutes without a chorus, covering various topics such as his rap skills, his critics, his controversies, his legacy, and his role models.
One of the most notable aspects of Rap God is Eminemâs use of different flows and cadences throughout the song. He switches from a slow and steady delivery to a fast and furious one, sometimes changing his speed within the same verse. He also experiments with different accents and vocal effects, such as imitating a Jamaican patois or using a robotic voice. According to Genius, Eminem raps a total of 1,560 words in Rap God, averaging 4.28 words per second. He also breaks the Guinness World Record for the most words in a hit single, with 1,560 words.
Another remarkable feature of Rap God is Eminemâs extensive use of references and allusions to various aspects of pop culture, especially comic books, movies, and music. He mentions characters such as Superman, Batman, Thor, Loki, Spider-Man, Iron Man, Hulk, Wolverine, and Cyclops. He also references films such as The Matrix, Star Wars, The Walking Dead, The Avengers, and Ray. He also pays tribute to several rap legends who influenced him, such as Rakim, Lakim Shabazz, 2Pac, N.W.A., Run-D.M.C., and Dr. Dre. He also acknowledges some of his peers and rivals in the rap industry, such as Jay-Z, Kendrick Lamar, Fabolous, 50 Cent, Busta Rhymes, MC Hammer, and Canibus.
Rap God is not only a display of Eminemâs technical prowess and cultural knowledge but also a reflection of his personal journey and evolution as an artist. He raps about his humble beginnings as a struggling rapper in Detroit who faced racism and rejection. He also raps about his rise to fame and fortune after signing with Dr. Dreâs Aftermath label and releasing his breakthrough albums The Slim Shady LP and The Marshall Mathers LP. He also raps about his struggles with addiction and depression that led him to take a hiatus from music in the late 2000s. He also raps about his comeback and redemption with his albums Recovery and The Marshall Mathers LP 2.
Rap God is a song that celebrates Eminemâs passion and dedication for rap music. It is also a song that challenges other rappers to step up their game and compete with him. It is also a song that asserts Eminemâs status and influence as one of the greatest rappers of all time. As he says in the final line of the song: âWhy be a king when you can be a god?â
Rap God & The Charts
Rap God performed very well on the charts, both in the US and internationally. According to Wikipedia, Rap God debuted at number five on the UK Singles Chart and at number one on the UK R&B Chart. It also replaced Berzerk, Eminemâs first single from the album, at that position. Rap God was Eminemâs seventh top 10 start on the Billboard Hot 100, pushing him past Lil Wayne for the most among men in the chartâs 55-year history. Rap God peaked at number seven on the Hot 100 and stayed on the chart for 19 weeks. The song also reached the top 10 in several other countries, such as Australia, Canada, France, Ireland, New Zealand, and Switzerland. Rap God was certified 3à Platinum by the RIAA, meaning it sold over three million copies in the US. The song also set a new world record for the most words in a hit single, with 1,560 words, as reported by The Guardian2. Rap God is widely regarded as one of Eminemâs best songs and a showcase of his rap skills and influence.
Rap God Lyrics
Look, I was gonna go easy on you not to hurt your feelings
But Iâm only going to get this one chance (six minutes-, six minutes-)
Somethingâs wrong, I can feel it (six minutes, Slim Shady, youâre on!)
Just a feeling Iâve got, like somethingâs about to happen, but I donât know what
If that means what I think it means, weâre in trouble, big trouble
And if he is as bananas as you say, Iâm not taking any chances
You are just what the doc ordered
But for me to rap like a computer, it must be in my genes
I got a laptop in my back pocket
My penâll go off when I half-cock it
Got a fat knot from that rap profit
Made a livinâ and a killinâ off it
Ever since Bill Clinton was still in office
With Monica Lewinsky feelinâ on his nutsack
Iâm an MC still as honest
But as rude and as indecent as all hell
Syllables, skill-a-holic (kill âem all with)
Only realized it was ironic, I was signed to Aftermath after the fact
How could I not blow? All I do is drop F-bombs
Feel my wrath of attack
Rappers are havinâ a rough time period, hereâs a maxi pad
Itâs actually disastrously bad for the wack
While Iâm masterfully constructing this masterpièce
âCause Iâm beginninâ to feel like a Rap God, Rap God
All my people from the front to the back nod, back nod
Now, who thinks their arms are long enough to slap box, slap box?
Let me show you maintaininâ this shit ainât that hard, that hard
Everybody want the key and the secret to rap immortality like Î have got
Well, to be truthful the blueprintâs
Simply rage and youthful exuberance
Everybody loves to root for a nuisance
Hit the Earth like an asteroid
Did nothing but shoot for the Moon since (pew!)
MCs get taken to school with this music
âCause I use it as a vehicle to âBus the rhymeâ
Now I lead a new school full of students
Me? Iâm a product of Rakim
Lakim Shabazz, 2Pac, N.W.A, Cube, hey Doc, Ren
Yella, Eazy, thank you, they got Slim
Inspired enough to one day grow up, blow up and be in a position
To meet Run-D.M.C., induct them
Into the motherfuckinâ Rock and Roll Hall of Fame
Even though Iâll walk in the church and burst in a ball of flames
Only Hall of Fame Iâll be inducted in is the alcohol of fame
On the wall of shame
You fags think itâs all a game, âtil I walk a flock of flames
Off a plank and, tell me what in the fuck are you thinkinâ?
Little gay-lookinâ boy
So gay, I can barely say it with a straight face, lookinâ boy (ha-ha!)
Youâre witnessinâ a mass-occur
Like youâre watching a church gathering take place, lookinâ boy
âOy vey, that boyâs gay!â Thatâs all they say, lookinâ boy
You get a thumbs up, pat on the back
And a âWay to goâ from your label every day, lookinâ boy
Hey, lookinâ boy! What you say, lookinâ boy?
I get a âHell, yeahâ from Dre, lookinâ boy
Iâma work for everything I have, never asked nobody for shit
Get outta my face, lookinâ boy!
Basically, boy, youâre never gonna be capable
Of keepinâ up with the same pace, lookinâ boy, âcause-
Iâm beginninâ to feel like a Rap God, Rap God
All my people from the front to the back nod, back nod
The way Iâm racinâ around the track, call me NASCAR, NASCAR
Dale Earnhardt of the trailer park, the White Trash God
Kneel before General Zod
This planetâs Krypton-, no, Asgard, Asgard
So youâll be Thor and Iâll be Odin
You rodent, Iâm omnipotent
Let off, then Iâm reloadinâ
Immediately with these bombs Iâm totinâ
And I should not be woken
Iâm the walkinâ dead, but Iâm just a talkinâ head, a zombie floatinâ
But I got your mom deep-throatinâ
Iâm out my Ramen Noodle
We have nothinâ in common, poodle
Iâm a Doberman, pinch yourself in the arm and pay homage, pupil
Itâs me, my honestyâs brutal
But itâs honestly futile if I donât utilize what I do though
For good at least once in a while
So I wanna make sure somewhere in this chicken scratch I scribble and doodle enough rhymes
To maybe try to help get some people through tough times
But I gotta keep a few punchlines
Just in case âcause even you unsigned
Rappers are hungry lookinâ at me like itâs lunchtime
I know there was a time where once I
Was king of the underground
But I still rap like Iâm on my Pharoahe Monch grind
So I crunch rhymes, but sometimes when you combine
Appeal with the skin color of mine
You get too big and here they come tryinâ
To censor you like that one line
I said on âIâm Backâ from The Mathers LP 1 when I
Tried to say Iâll take seven kids from Columbine
Put âem all in a line, add an AK-47, a revolver and a .9
See if I get away with it now that I ainât as big as I was, but Iâm
Morphinâ into an immortal, cominâ through the portal
Youâre stuck in a time warp from 2004 though
And I donât know what the fuck that you rhyme for
Youâre pointless as Rapunzel with fuckinâ cornrows
You write normal? Fuck being normal!
And I just bought a new raygun from the future
Just to come and shoot ya, like when Fabolous made Ray J mad
âCause Fab said he looked like a fag at Mayweatherâs pad
Singinâ to a man while he played piano
Man, oh man, that was a 24-7 special on the cable channel
So Ray J went straight to the radio station
The very next day, âHey Fab, Iâma kill you!â
Lyrics cominâ at you at supersonic speed (J.J. Fad)
Uh, summa-lumma, dooma-lumma, you assuminâ Iâm a human
What I gotta do to get it through to you Iâm superhuman?
Innovative and Iâm made of rubber so that anything
You say is ricochetinâ off of me, and itâll glue to you and
Iâm devastating, more than ever demonstrating
How to give a motherfuckinâ audience a feeling like itâs levitating
Never fading, and I know the haters are forever waiting
For the day that they can say I fell off, theyâll be celebrating
âCause I know the way to get âem motivated
I make elevating music, you make elevator music
âOh, heâs too mainstreamâ
Well, thatâs what they do when they get jealous, they confuse it
âItâs not hip-hop, itâs pop,â âcause I found a hella way to fuse it
With rock, shock rap with Doc
Throw on âLose Yourselfâ and make âem lose it
I donât know how to make songs like that
I donât know what words to use
Let me know when it occurs to you
While Iâm rippinâ any one of these verses that versus you
Itâs curtains, Iâm inadvertently hurtinâ you
How many verses I gotta murder to
Prove that if you were half as nice, your songs you could sacrifice virgins too?
Ugh, school flunky, pill junkie
But look at the accolades these skills brung me
Full of myself, but still hungry
I bully myself âcause I make me do what I put my mind to
And Iâm a million leagues above you
Ill when I speak in tongues, but itâs still tongue-in-cheek, fuck you
Iâm drunk, so, Satan, take the fucking wheel
Iâma sleep in the front seat
Bumpinâ Heavy D and the Boyz, still âChunky but Funkyâ
But in my head, thereâs something I can feel tugging and struggling
Angels fight with devils and hereâs what they want from me
Theyâre askinâ me to eliminate some of the women hate
But if you take into consideration the bitter hatred
I have, then you may be a little patient
And more sympathetic to the situation
And understand the discrimination
But fuck it, lifeâs handinâ you lemons? Make lemonade then!
But if I canât batter the women
How the fuck am I supposed to bake them a cake then?
Donât mistake him for Satan; itâs a fatal mistake
If you think I need to be overseas and take a vacation
To trip a broad, and make her fall on her face and
Donât be a retard, be a king? Think not
Why be a king when you can be a god?