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Emeritus

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Hip-Hop/Rap

Emeritus was released on December 2, 2008 by Rap A Lot/Asylum as a part of the album Emeritus

Song Details

Release DateDecember 2, 2008

LabelRap A Lot/Asylum

LanguageEnglish

Melodicness

Acousticness

Valence

Danceability

Energy

BPM84

OVERVIEW

LYRICS

Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS

Scarface

Performer

COMPOSITION & LYRICS

B. Jordan

Songwriter

M. Shemer

Songwriter

PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING

Scram Jones

Producer

Lyrics

(Huh, yeah)

Aye, turn up a lil bit

Huh, I wanna make sure mama hears me when I say what I gotta say man

Huh, I'm just another ghetto boy

Single parent upbringing, mama's pride and joy

Dad died 'fore I got a chance to meet that dude

So I was raised in the hood, in the streets I grew

Seen it all, it ain't too much I ain't done yet

Let my n- hang, n- I ain't scared of s-

Seen death in my eyes, musta not have been time

Cause I'm the last of this m- breed of mine

Yeah and can't nobody tell you no different

The nerve of this m- sayin I'm tripping

The nerve of you m- questionin this

When I'm as real as a real a- n- can get

And I was raised with that g-code imbedded in my blood

And I would rather die than tell on a n- from my hood

Or tell it on a m- period

I take the code to the game that serious

The streets got rules, it's certain s- you don't do like

Sayin it was me when you knowin that it was you

It's not defamation if what I'm sayin is true

Picked a fight, got beat, now this p- is tryin to sue

B-, you knowin what the outcome was

F- with one f- with all, we were bound by blood

Not the blood of the gang but the blood of James

It's out of love for this n- we pump slugs in frames

That's the type of dude you're listenin to

Soft to you for a minute then I'm trippin with you

And since you want it with me I'll position them goons

They carry out the order to this mission and boom

Ya out, now what was all this chit-chat about?

A word from the wise, keep my d- out ya mouth

Apparently I been too lenient on dudes

Cause you n- done forgot who the streets belong to

I'm the m- king, I'm the m- mayor

I'm the president, the don, the boss of all players

Remember me, the one you got your idea from?

Well I'm still here, planted on this block I slung

So fresh and so clean, complicated rhyme schemes

You n- is monotone, ain't no f- with heat

I'm a m- g and if I'm lyin then poof

May the Lord strike me dead in this m- booth

I'm the truth, emeritus, the F-A-C

The M to the O to the m- B

OG, to the critics analyzing my s-

Thinkin so-and-so is better, you can suck my d-

Cause it's been 20 years and counting and I still ain't bouncing

F- the club I'm a true thug, the realest n- out here

Yeah I listen to them b- caps

Or how they so-called shine but that b- wack

Steady on my grind and when I pull this strap

I'm a show you what I mean by "These fools just rap"

Cause I'm just as greedy as the next man is

I see em sellin and then I'm a feed my kids

And it is what it is, you can take it how you want it

M- who I offend they can meet me on the corner

It don't matter who you is or where you come from punk

When you see me that's the m- bell, b-, jump

Cause I'm tired of you n- disrespecting the great

I am legend, it ain't nobody f- with Face

My catalog's timeless

I could go on for days and days

Let me count the ways I got paid

It's over when I leave this stage

I'm a turn the page, say goodbye to Face

Wave

Written by: B. Jordan, M. Shemer

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