Songwriter: Eminem

Producer: Manix

[Verse 1: Eminem]
A new day is dawned upon us, the grass is green
It's time for the letter thirteen
To make an entrance and put my foot forward
And take a step forward, now take the scene
That's fine, the setup with your cold busted deaf rhymes
I've heard enough of that to last me a lifetime
The fuse is lit, now just stay clear from
And prepare your eardrums to hear some fierce piercing
An ear-piercing sound
Lyrics that are gruesome 'cause I determine the deuce
I'm coming with damage at the weakened ones who kicked them
Lyrics so simple, you could literally predict them
Try to go a little bit fast, with the jam, keep it with the band
[?] making it even harder to handle
So do not try to hang with the gang, what you can do is hang with the senseless
I am relentless, sent to the click or two
[?]
[?] forces [?]
[?] it's not an easy chore
But as soon as I got the mic just track the [?]
M&M is talkin' about the Nikes
To gain speed, guess I'll lead the new breed
I speed the stampede, to make a man bleed
I'm reckless, unaffected, when I wreak this
Formed this, but that enormous
When I strike I feel angry, total anguish
But I fake where you panic, then I vanish, from his sight
'Cause think of us as blind, knowledge is to realize
Give it chance to stick into your skull and your real eyes
The richer will never see me coming, and that's a bet
Next time you're getting stupid trying to be prepared
Damn

[Verse 2: Eminem]
My dream's alive, it give me something to strive for
The fact that I drive good made me wanna drive more
Reach the flip side I put aside the mom side
Ha-ta-ta-ta I walk on the wild side
I stand in the jungle, the jungle with both hands
I swing on vines, in the trees flyin', Tarzan
A lot of people say I dressed up and disappeared
'Cause that the fact that I say that somebody wish they were here
But if I'm making a point, I make sure that it's sounding good
I don't just put words together that sound good
Now I'm tired, I thought of which way I could say, "Ok this clean"
[?]
Leading on a single, footprint in the sand
It's amazing how fast the boy could've become a man
And I said I know man, something as a donkey
Just said like a honkey? Huh-uh, no
Do I need to prove this? Most likely, yes
So lastly, just do it before I can go

[Break: Eminem]
One, two, three

[Verse 3: Eminem]
Taking it to the limit, once again, it's a single dance
[?]
[?] in behind
In a minute, I'm going a million miles, and give it a punch line
Making the mess of everybody, and leaving them in the mist
[?]
Imma be knocking out so fast, that he be showing a clench
So be thinking, ready to give it a shot
You better be set to give it every single ounce of energy that you got
And now your holdin' a mic
[?] forget time
[?]
[?] the rammers in the backseat
And shut your damn mouth
Beat going, juggle the beat gone, I cast you out

Soul Intent

A Detroit local group that was around during about 1988-1995 with Eminem, Chaos Kid, DJ Butter Fingers and Manix.