Moving On

Yeah, welcome to the war To the war, to the war It never ends So welcome to the war Here we go again Welcome to the war I could take a few tips from Santan He's the only real one called ST Even though I never had no sat nav Found directions using M E And when I made 5k, that was gone in 60 seconds Bank account, empty But I ain't no Nicholas Cage and I can help falling in love with a Presley Ooo, did that go over your head, little boy? Did ya not understand what I'm saying, little boy? Did ya realise you ain't on the level, little boy Cuz compared to myself, you are trash, litter boy Did I strike a nerve? This motherfucker looking like he's seen a hearse And just before the funeral, I went and pissed on it first That's what you deserve Kurt Cobain would be hurt And he'd hate you more for making both his ears wanna burst Moving on What's gonna happen when I'm gone? Nobody can write these lyrics and songs I'm cut from a different cloth But you don't wanna stay for long I'm the dark of the night So you better watch the clock Moving on Whom holds the crown, it belongs So you're never gonna have take it It was mine all along Cuz I am the one who knocks Heisenberg, I never stop Till' death, imma lock Then throw away the key to the box Uh, I'm the one that really matters Even though you say I'm different cuz I'm British Marshall Mathers I can give you tongue twisters, you can't even start to fathom I don't s-s-s-s-stutter, when I speak, you start to spasm I'm the one who did what? Did this? Did that? No, it doesn't fucking matter what you did, it's how you rap And to be honest, I don't see nobody backing up their chat If you wanna be the best, you can't, Saint T's back, yeah Listen motherfuckers, take your little seats I'm the best in the world, that's M to the C Cuz hell froze over and now I'm gonna be The best rapper ever seen, along with BTB Listen motherfuckers, take your little seats I'm the best in the world, that's M to the C Cuz hell froze over and now I'm gonna be The best rapper ever seen, that you can never beat Moving on What's gonna happen when I'm gone? Nobody can write these lyrics and songs I'm cut from a different cloth But you don't wanna stay for long I'm the dark of the night So you better watch the clock Moving on Whom holds the crown, it belongs So you're never gonna have take it It was mine all along Cuz I am the one who knocks Heisenberg, I never stop Till' death, imma lock Then throw away the key to the box I'm the best there is The best there was And the best there ever will be, motherfucker Yeah, so welcome to the war And the best album I've ever fucking made