The Ringer Lyrics By Eminem (2018)

The Ringer Lyrics By Eminem

 The Ringer Lyrics

With your expertise and knowledge, but you’ll never be an artist
And I’m harder on myself than you could ever be regardless
What I’ll never be is flawless, all I’ll ever be is honest
Even when I’m gone they’re gonna say I brought it
Even when I hit my forties like a fuckin’ alcoholic

With a bottle full of malt liquor
But I couldn’t bottle this shit any longer
The fact that I know that I’ma hit my bottom
If I don’t pull myself from the jaws of defeat and rise to my feet
I don’t see why y’all even started with me
I get in beefs, my enemies die
I don’t ceasefire ’til at least all are deceased
I’m eastside, never be caught slippin’

Now you see why I don’t sleep
Not even a wink, I don’t blink
I don’t doze off, I don’t even nod to the beats
I don’t even close my fuckin’ eyes when I sneeze
“Aw, man! That BET cypher was weak, it was garbage
The Thing ain’t even orange, oh my God, that’s a reach!”
Shout to all my colorblind people, each and every one of y’all
If you call a fire engine green, aquamarine

Or you think water is pink
“Dawg, that’s a date, ” “Looks like an olive to me”
“Look, there’s an apple!” “No it’s not, it’s a peach!”
So finger-bang, Pootie Tang, Burger King, Gucci Gang, dookie, dang
Charlamagne gonna hate anyway
Doesn’t matter what I say

Give me Donkey of the Day
What a way for 2018 to get underway
But I’m gonna say everything that I wanna say
Welcome to the slaughterhouse, bitch (yeah)
Invite ’em in like a One A Day

I’m not done (preach)
‘Cause I feel like the beast of burden
That line in the sand, was it even worth it?
‘Cause the way I see people turnin’
Is makin’ it seem worthless

It’s startin’ to defeat the purpose
I’m watchin’ my fan base shrink to thirds
And I was just trying to do the right thing, but word
Has the court of public opinion reached a verdict
Or still yet to be determined?
‘Cause I’m determined to be me, critique the worship

But if I could go back I’d at least reword it
And say I empathize with the people this evil serpent
Sold the dream to that he’s deserted
But I think it’s workin’
These verses are makin’ him a wee bit nervous
And he’s too scurred to answer me with words
‘Cause he knows that he will lyrically get murdered

But I know at least he’s heard it
‘Cause Agent Orange just sent the Secret Service
To meet in person to see if I really think of hurtin’ him
Or ask if I’m linked to terrorists
I said, “Only when it comes to ink and lyricists”
But my beef is more media journalists

(Hold up, hold up, hold up)
I said, my beef is more meaty, a journalist
Can get a mouthful of flesh
And yes, I mean eating a penis
‘Cause they been pannin’ my album to death

So I been givin’ the media fingers
Don’t wanna turn this to a counselling sesh
But they been puttin’ me through the ringer
So I ain’t ironin’ shit out with the press
But I just took this beat to the cleaners

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About The Ringer Lyrics:

Song: The Ringer Lyrics
Artist: Eminem
Album: Kamikaze
Released: 2018
Genre: Hip-Hop/Rap

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