Lucky You钢琴谱-Eminem

Lucky You是Eminem与Joyner Lucas合作的歌曲，收录在Eminem的专辑Kamikaze中。Eminem的韵脚依然无懈可击，流淌的说唱就像四季的河流一样多变华丽，天赋让他睥睨群雄霸气不减。更重要的是，当其他从贫民窟走出来的说唱明星开始炫耀自己有多少车子、票子、马子，或者拥有多国护照，谁都奈何我不得的时候，中年Eminem却低头审视自己的灵魂，并直面了自己是一个并不怎么崇高的恶棍的现实。心口相连，凤凰涅槃，越颓靡越励志。

 

Lucky You歌词：

 

Joyner Lucas：

Whoa Joyner Joyner yeah yeah yeah

Yeah I done did a lot of things in my day I admit it

I dont take back what I say if I said it then I meant it

All my life I want a Grammy but Ill prolly never get it

I aint never had no trophy or no motherf**kin ribbon

F**k the system Im that n**ga bend the law cut the rules

Im about to risk it all I aint got too much to lose

Yall been eatin long enough its my turn to cut the food

Pass the plate

Where my drink

This my day lucky you

F**k you too woo

Yall gotta move yall gotta move yall gotta move

Give me some room give me some room give me the juice

Hop out the coupe hop out the coupe hop out and shoot

Yall gotta move yall gotta move give me the juice

Back on my bullsh*t my back to the wall

Turn my back on you all of you finished

Back to these bullets its back to the job

Pull my MAC out and all of you runnin

Back on my hood sh*t its back to the pushin

These packs and Im actually pumpin

Cant f**k with you rappers you practically suckin

You mighta went platinum but that dont mean nothin

Im actually buzzin this time

Straight out the kitchen I told em the oven is mine

I do not f**k with you guys

If I dont kill you just know you gon suffer this time

I aint no gangster but I got some bangers

Some chains and some blades and a couple of knives

Choppers and jammies a partridge a pear tree

My twelve days of Christmas was nothin but lies

I run at you hard like a sumo sumo

They say I talk like a chulo chulo

I live in Mars Im not Bruno woo

B**ch Im a dog call me Cujo rah

You play your cards I reverse on you all

And I might just drop 4 like a Uno bup

Cállate boca mejor maricón little puto and all of you culo

Theyve invented a level off in the ghetto to ghetto

Lookin for somethin I prolly can never find now

Sh*t get relevant until the beef die down

In truth a n**ga just really want me tied down

Ive been alone and I never needed nobody

Just only me and my shawty Ill tell these n**gas to lie down

Keep all the money I never wanted the lifestyle

I just pray to God that my sonll be alright now

I said aint no love for the other side

Or anyone who ever want smoke

Joyner

When I die Im goin out as the underdog who never lost hope

You in the wrong cab down the wrong path

N**ga wrong way wrong road

Snakes in the grass tryna slither fast

I just bought a f**kin lawn mower

Eminem：

I done said a lotta things in my day I admit it

This is payback in a way I regret it that I did it

I done won a couple Grammys but I sold my soul to get em

Wasnt in it for the trophies just the f**kin recognition

F**ks the difference

Im that cracker bend the law f**k the rules

Man I used to risk it all now I got too much to lose

I been eatin long enough man my stomach should be full

I just ate lick the plate my buffet lucky me

F**k you think

Woo

I got a couple of mansions

Still I dont have any manners

You got a couple of ghost writers

But to these kids it dont actually matter

Theyre askin me

What the f**k happened to hip-hop

I said I dont have any answers

Cause I took an L when I dropped my last album

It hurt me like hell but Im back on these rappers

And actually comin from humble beginnings

Im somewhat uncomfortable winning

I wish I could say

What a wonderful feeling

Were on the upswing like were punchin the ceiling

But nothin is feeling like anyone has any f**kin ability

To even stick to a subject its killin me

The inability to pin humility

Hatata batata why dont we make a bunch of

F**kin songs about nothin and mumble em

F**k it Im goin for the jugular

Sh*t is a circus you clowns that are comin up

Dont give an ounce of a motherf**ker

Bout the ones that were here before you to make raps

Lets recap way back MCs that wreak havoc on tape decks

ADATs where the G Raps and Kanes at

We need 3 stacks ASAP and bring Masta Ace back

Cause half of these rappers have brain damage

All the lean rappin face tats syruped out like tree sap

I dont hate trap and I dont wanna seem mad

But in fact where the old me at

The same cat

That would take that feed-back and aim back I need that

But I think its inevitable

They know what button to press or what lever to pull

To get me to snap though lil b**ch

And if Im payin attention Im probably makin it bigger

But youve been takin ya d**ks in the f**kin back ho

Get it

On the brink any minute got me thinkin of finishin

Everything wit acetaminophen and reapin the benefits

Im asleep at the wheel again

As I peak into thinkin about an evil intent

Of another beat Ima kill again

Cause even if I gotta end up eating a pill again

Even ketamine or methamphetamine with the minithin

It better be at least 70 to 300 milligram

And I might as well cause Ima end up bein a villain again

Levels to this sh*t I got an elevator

You could never say to me Im not a f**kin record breaker

I sound like a broken record every time I break a record

Nobody could ever take away the legacy I made a navigator

Motherf**ker know I got a right to be this way

I got spite inside my DNA

But I wrote til the wheels fall off Im workin tirelessly ayy

Its the moment yall been waitin for

Like California wishin rain would pour in that drought

Yall have been prayin for

My downfall from the 8 Mile to the Southpaw

Still the same Marshall that outlaw

That they say as a writer mightve fell off

But back on that bull like the cowboys

Joyner Lucas/Eminem：

So yall gotta move yeah

Yall gotta move yeah

Yall gotta move

Give me some room give me some room give me the juice

Hop out the coupe hop out the coupe hop out and shoot

Yall gotta move yall gotta move give me the juice

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