Remember The Name (feat. Eminem & 50 Cent)

Yeah, I was born a misfit
Grew up 10 miles from the town of Ipswich
Wanted to make it big, I wished it to existence
I never was a sick kid, always dismissed quick
' Stick to singing, stop rappin like its Christmas'
And if youre talkin money, then my conversation shiftin
My dreams are bigger than just bein on the rich list
Might be insanity, but people call it 'gifted '
My face is goin numb from the shit this stuff is mixed with
Watch how the lyrics in the songs might get twisted
My wife wears red, but looks better without the lipstick
Im a private guy and you know nothin bout my business
And if I had my 15 minutes, I must have missed em
20 years old is when I came in the game
And now its eight years on and you remember the name
And if you thought I was good, well, then Im better today
But its ironic how you people thought Id never be great
I like my shows open-air, Tokyo to Delaware
Put your phones in the air if you wanna be rocked
You know I want way more than I already got
Give me a song with Eminem and 50 Cent in the club
You know it aint my time to call it a day
I wanna crack one and I wanna be paid
But its bout time, you remember the name (Ayy, ayy)
You know it aint my time to call it a day
I wanna crack one and I wanna be paid
But its bout time, you remember the name (Ayy, ayy)
(Hey, hey, hey)
I can still remember (What?) tryna shop a deal ( Uh-huh)
From Taco Bell to TRL
I climbed the Billboard charts to the
Top until, as fate would have it (Yup)
Became an addict, funny cause I had pop appeal
But they said time would tell ( What?) if Id prevail (Huh?)
And all I did was (What?) put Nine Inch Nails (Where?)
In my eyelids now (What?)
Im seein diamond sales like Im in Zales (Yeah)
Without a doubt, by any means
If rap was skinny jeans, I couldnt do anything
In em, Id be splittin seams of denim when Im spitting schemes
Which really means , no 'ifs', 'ands
' Or 'buts' are squeezin in between
You sleep on me cause youre only fucking winning in your dreams
Not even when Im on my deathbed
Man, I feel like Ed, it isnt time to drop the mic yet
So why would I quit? The thought that I would stop when Im dead
Just popped in my head, I said it, then forgot what I said
It isnt my time to call it a day
I got rap locked and Im already paid
But its bout time, you remember the name (Ayy, ayy)
You know it aint my time to call it a day
I got rap locked and Im already paid
But its bout time, you remember the name (Ayy, ayy)
Aint nobody cold as me, I dress so fresh, so clean
You can find me in my whip, rockin my Fendi drip
Man, you know just what I mean
Shinin, wrist with the rocks on it
Buscemis with locks on it
Everything my voice on, that shit knock, dont it?
Balenciaga saga, Im in Bergdorf ballin
Its just another episode, my hoes, I spoil em
She like the fly shit and I like to buy shit
Shit, Im gettin stupid money, what else we gon do with money?
Bitch, we be ballin out, the king, bring me 50 bottles
Tonight we gon blow a check, worry bout your shit tomorrow
The turn up is so real, we bout to get super lit
Boy, Im kickin straight facts, thats just how we do this shit
Tomorrow, we hangin over til we start feelin sober
Then its time to start it over, here we go again
You know it aint my time to call it a day
I got rap locked and Im already paid
And its about time, you remember the name (Ayy, ayy)
You know it aint my time to call it a day
I got rap locked and Im already paid
But its bout time, you remember the name (Ayy, ayy)
(Hey, hey, hey)