Anybody forgotten the rules?

Y'all fed my fame like fools

My rap is fire

The flames spire

These lyrics my tools

I've tried to be honest with my rap

Tried to avoid fake talk of crack

Tried to help others with my knack

For music

Why is there always so much crap?

Rap God, Rap Devil

Pricking egos like a bunch of needles

Everyone steaming like a too-hot kettle

So proud of my songs Fake and Venomous

But why is this so important to us?

It ain't cool to hurt a friend of mine

But I think of how we're running out of time

To get offended about what people say about me only caring about my rhymes

Been so obsessed with the fame since I was nine

Why?

Then I realized it ain't about me

This is for people struggling, their lives bursting at the seams

People who try to make their lives better than they seem

People feeling like they ain't got no team

Every day so desperate

Feeling like they want to scream

Their lives feeling more like nightmares than dreams

This is for those who never have the hope they need!

Rap God, Rap Devil

Screw that, I'm the rap Gremlin

Go get 'em

Got a grin

You fed my rage

Now I'm grim

Rap God, Rap Devil

Screw that, I'm the rap Gremlin

Go get 'em

Got a grin

You fed my rage

Now I'm grim

You were warned

There's a few thing I ain't got' stand for

I won't let my family be harmed

Doesn't matter who they are — You're rich? I care more

For the poor

I said no faking

That deal people always breaking

The pain they cause, the money they're taking

You break the rules I'ma go Gremlin

You forgot the three rules man?

Got the first — Don't nobody diss my fam

Second — don't nobody compare me to Stan

And third — Stop the fakin'! Shut that mouth like a clam!

You keep that crap I'm a force you to go on the lam!

You break those I'ma go all Gremlin!

God help them

Once I get started on their case

My people I don't play 'em

But these rhymes I'm slayin'

Fake raps I'm flaying

I may be young

But I swear I ain't playin'

The drugs people are dealing in

Got more trash ideas?

Put 'em in the trash bin

Rap God, Rap Devil

Screw that, I'm the rap Gremlin

Go get 'em

Got a grin

You fed my rage

Now I'm grim

Rap God, Rap Devil

Screw that, I'm the rap Gremlin

Go get 'em

Got a grin

You fed my rage

Now I'm grim

I may be no Real Slim Shady

May not have hundreds of pretty ladies

May be a rap baby

All I know is the best I can do

Is try to save all from the Real Hell Hades

No trailer park girl

Let alone two

But what I say is true

I'm a fan of Em

Since young I have been

Killshot was lit

Em's still fit

Still got it

But these petty jealousies feel beneath him!

Oh what am I saying?

Who am I to judge

This is just a message I send to my few fans because

I want you to know that what I do isn't for the fame

So I can always claim

I'm great, exude myself from the blame

But I do it because there are those out there taken advantage of

Because they're abused by those in a social position above

Their own

The power always goes to those who have the throne

It's known

I know

That there isn't much I can do

But I refused to be thrown

I need to let you all know

That it's our job to give hope

Rap God, Rap Devil

Screw that, I'm the rap Gremlin

Go get 'em

Got a grin

You fed my rage

Now I'm grim

Rap God, Rap Devil

Screw that, I'm the rap Gremlin

Go get 'em

Got a grin

You fed my rage

Now I'm grim

This I hate

Like I've said before, everything fake

Those who make

It sound like they have too much on their plate

My life isn't crap I admit and I thank that struggling hasn't so far been my fate

Hope God accepts me through Heaven's gates

But until that day

Lord help all those of them

Send a message of hope to those who don't fit in

Those who have to eat meals from a tin

Those with years of human abuse — no matter what the abuse may be — thrown at their skin

You feed the flames of my angry rage?

Mock those who haven't had a chance to grin?

This is a shoutout for the hurt

Please don't make me turn into a Rap Gremlin