[Intro: Eminem, Royce da 5'9", Daylyt]
Tonight, Daylyt
Versus
Verse
Sheesh
Yerrr
What's poppin' my n***a?
You back again, my G?
Hell yeah, n***a, it's colder than a motherfucker out here, n***a
Nah son, that's facts
Shit, why don't you give a n***a a jacket or something one time?
You deadass?
Hell yeah, I'm deadass, n***a!
This n***a talkin' about “Deadass”
Nah, this OD
Yeah, you right, n***a, it is tho, for real
Word is bond, my G
Alright cuz, I'mma see you later, my n***a
Aight, Ima see ya
Alright

[Verse 1]
Yeah, Momma said, "You was too nice"
And I replied that's the way I write, momma
They took it to the net wit' it
And now it's on sight, momma
Take a look at how I'm still being polite, momma
I do this 'cause I know it ain't no fight, momma
I know these lil n***as really need trainin'
What's at the end of the tunnel? Oh, it's light, momma
Still couldn't see me on your best day
Do this shit on wax, it be the best way (That be the best way)
Fingers twisted stompin' with my squad, boy (My squad, boy)
We'll break bones if you try X-Ray (X-Ray)
I see through you n***as, this is no game (This is no game)
We don't need no gas but get a propane (Get a propane)
When we thinking fly, we thinking spirits (Word)
Sent your lil man out there, shit is so lame (Yhrr)
All we get is typing in these comment sections (Comment section)
Instafeeders - get back to the rhymin' sections (To the rhymin' section)
Oh, you know what I do, n***a! (What I do, n***a!) (N***a)
Oh, I'm gon get back to the rhymin' section! (Huh-huh)
[PART II]

[Refrain]
It's your birthday!
They had a party for you on your birthday
Look at what you started all because your birthday
My n***a, we don't give a fuck about your birthday!

[Chorus]
I'm deadass!
I had to get my focus free
This how it's supposed to be (Yerrr)
Love for anybody who ain't close to me
Death to who wasn't
You're now watching the best who does this

[Verse 1]
Uh
I guess it's all over jealousy
I became what you could never be, the nicest
And while you n***as cherish me
There's no comparing me to none of y'all
One of y'all say my name and I'll get to sonning y'all for daring me
Apparently line f-
You n***as sound dumb!
One of my lines your whole album!
Up to space he go!
We show up with infinity nines on my side, the golden ratio
Made 200 mil', before I had a deal
Off a 20k E-Mail list, that's buyin' still
My hustle on Infinity Boulder!
Bank account like a serial code (Uh)
You n***as eat ya cereal cold! (Huh)
Silver spoon n***as gon feel ya doom, Vaughn DOOM
Figure I'm fine tuned, but never drawn
My mind groomed with every simile, you kiddin' me?
This could be a No Fly Zone, literally
But my guy cool
It's kinda cold on that side too
I'll bite you like a Hi-Chew, HIYU! (Ooh)
I know it's been an issue with my side-shooters
Past beef led to some Odd Futures
[Chorus]
I'm deadass!
I had to get my focus free!
This how it's supposed to be (YHRR!)
Love for anybody who ain't close to me
Death to who wasn't
You're now watching the best who does this
I'm deadass!

[Refrain]
It's ya birthday!
They had a party for you on ya birthday
Look at what you started all because your birthday
My n***a, we don't give a fuck about your birthday!

[Verse 2]
Uh
The feeling's still Eerie (Woo)
They was right, you wanna be those n***as, I hope you hear me clearly
No editing, I'm just a Westside gunner, the flow credited
With the cons and the pros of your settlement
Geppetto shit, I wish a n***a would, boy! I'm too good, boy!
Get his butter scuffed see the margarine off? (Mud ran off?)
You mad at Ken? You a Barbie Doll!
I send a rec n***a down, I sent him to the Lord Jamar
Not a n***a in the top 100 could stop me from runnin' (Uh-huh)
The Juggernaut of the BX!
I walk through the borough like, "That's your GOAT? Well, he next" (He next)
Off with his head, n***a, let's rock
I'm cookin' in Brooklyn, but who the best? I
Slick Rick the only ruler that maneuver
I been doin' this since you was in the school bus
Kid playing, get a box off Top
We drop the box off the yacht
The police might need scuba gear like the new ruler here
They ain't achieved none of the stuff I accomplished
I made it out from where nothin' was promised
Shot my own videos, code my own shit, I made my own beat
Golly, I get loose, and prove I'll body a producer too
I'm two for two, with nothin' to prove, you n***as think it's 'bout views...
I ain't made an album in 8 years and 7 of them I been on a cruise
Makin billionaire moves at the top linin' food
Oh, we 'bout to have a party, a party-party?
Oh, and you was at the party? The "Party-party"?
Scraping and scrambling, oh, let me cook, the apron is madness
You scrimmage and we gon break through your practice, shit gon get reals!
I would apologise for Big
But that's some shit that y'all mans did, they let the lie out
Nothin' I should be shy 'bout
Wasn't you at the HoneyComb Hideout? I'm deadass!
[Chorus]
I had to get my focus free!
This how it's supposed to be
Love for anybody who ain't close to me
Death to who wasn't
You're now watching the best who does this
I'm deadass!