Eminem – The Conspiracy Freestyle

Talented and popular American rapper and songwriter, Eminem drops an amazing freestyle which he titled “The Conspiracy”.

This intriguing record which appeared on his top charting album project called “The Eminem Show (Expanded Edition)” was officially released on 26 May 2002.

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LYRICS

Okay (Yeah)

It’s about that time again (Haha)

Green Lantern (That’s Right)

G-G-G-G-G Uni-[*burp*]

Shit!

Hahaha, Shady

We back (Invasion!) Part II

The Conspiracy

‘Cause we ain’t gonna never stop, you just keep wasting your energy

On us, you should find something to do with your time (time)

And quit fuckin’ with us ’cause we ain’t fuckin’ with you

And it must be fuckin’ with you so much you must be gone out your mind

(Shady Records mixtape, come on Em)

They say I’m a day away from my entire empire crumbling

Speak up, you’re mumbling, what the fuck-a you’s a

Bibi-bay okay big-bi-bi-baby, this is Shady

I know you was bi-bi-hoping we be-be-would just go away

But weeble mable weeble wobble but we don’t fall down like

Jam Master Jay’s two turntables, our label is just too stable

Your magazine’s so motherfucking thin you using staples

To hold it together it’s turning back into a newspaper

And ya’ll got somethin’ for my ass every issue

Thank you, ’cause I keep runnin’ out of fucking tissues

And I could diss you but God I was sick of looking at you

At least now I can see when Nike’s got a new tennis shoe

But-but I guess no good news is always good-good news

Moving on to bigger and better things (chicka chicka jeera)

50’s blowing up, this year just keeps going up

What the fuck is going on? Who the fuck is Norah Jones?

Shady, wait a minute, baby, leave the whore alone

Just go up there and be humble and take them awards home

Bush has just declared the world a fucking war zone

Meanwhile we got a war going on of our own at home

My fuckin’ mind’s blown

Trying to figure out how to fight my own clone

Rhinestones are so nice, they shine so bright

Especially at night

After a hit of ecstasy, ain’t that right Ro’oh?

Wait a minute, I’m rambling

Back to the matter at hand, it’s Green Lantern

With Elvis Presley the selfish MC

Back to ruin rap and destroy the industry

Single handedly and oh man did we

Yeah me and 50, Obie, me and Twizzy

And Nelly and Missy and Jigga

God damn, it’s all a plan devised by the Man, it’s a conspiracy

Against fake shit, and anybody who can’t make hits or ain’t dope lyrically

So fuck what you heard and what you read about

We ain’t ruining rap baby we’re just trying to weed it out

Shady in the place to be see

And I got what it takes to rock the mic, right!

Still keep talking shit to me punk

‘Cause your magazine’s over in less than six months!

Haha, Shady Records, still Aftermath!

And don’t think we can hear you motherfuckers talking

‘Cause we can’t

We don’t hear y’all

So we just gonna sit back for the rest of our lives

While you ride our dicks