Not Alike (feat. Royce da 5'9")

Tay Keith, fuck these niggas up

[Eminem]

Yeah

Brain dead, eye drops

Pain meds, cyclops

They bed, iPod

Maybach, my bach

Trainwrecks, sidewalks

Pay less, high-tops

K-Fed, iHop

Playtex, ice spots

That's how much we have in common (yeah!)

That's how much we have in common (whoa!)

Up on this mic, we were on it

That's how much we have in common (yeah!)

That's how much we have in common (woo!)

That's how much we have in common

We are not alike, there's not alike us on the mic (yeah!)

[Royce da 5'9]

I don't do Jordans and Audemars

I do explosions and Molotovs

Y'all blowing smoke as if y'all ain't washed

I blow the smoke from the car exhaust

Flying to a party I am not invited to, feeling like the streets need me (woah)

I ain't gotta dance as long as my Ferrari Spyder move, like C Breezy

I don't gotta hire goons, I'd rather try to buy the moon, and breathe freely

The sky is blue, the tie is new, the Masarati white and cool like G-Eazy

While these dudes tryna figure out how to do a freestyle as fly as me

I'm confused trying to figure out how to do Capri styles, am I a G?

Everybody doing chick joints, probably rob these little dudes at first point

'Member everybody used to bite Nickel, now everybody doing Bitcoin

We don't got nothing in common (no)

We don't got nothing in common (no)

Y'all in the stuff like doubled-up Styrofoam cups on them uppers-and-downers (woo!)

I'm into stuff like doubling commas

Find me a brother who's solid

To count the shit up, then bust the shit down

When the cops set us up, we can flush the shit down

We can no give a fuck, shit, a fucking Kehlani

Selling your cock and your butt for a follower

Possible cup, for dollars you powder sniff

Now you're slipping, call it a power trip

A product of politics

Y'all went from profit and topping the charts

To dropped in the park in a pile of shit

Knowledge is power, but powerless if you got it and you do not acknowledge it

Y'all music sound like Dr. Seuss inspired it

Hiring strippers, prostitutes retiring

We can spit it for ya it vans

I'm fit to be king, you're cut out to fit in prince pants

You niggas

[Eminem]

Brain-dead, eye drops

Pain meds, cyclops

They bed, iPod

Maybach, my bach

Trainwrecks, sidewalks

Payless, high-tops

K-Fed, iHop

Playtex, ice spots

That's how much we have in common (yeah!)

That's how much we have in common (whoa!)

Up on this mic, we we're on it

That's how much we have in common (yeah!)

That's how much we have in common (woo!)

That's how much we have in common

We are not alike, there's not alike us on the mic (yeah!)

You say you're affiliated with murderers, killers (ayy)

The people you run with are thuggin' (gang)

But you're just a wannabe gunner (gang)

Like you was gonna do something

Acting like you catching bodies (ayy)

And you got juice, lil youngin', you're bugging

You ain't never even been charged in connection with battery

Bitch, you ain't plugged in nothing

Rap God spit lyrical bullets (boom)

Your gas caught you partners with a tulip

This has not to do with muscular

But have guns for sure, you better put a

Strap on, other words if you're gonna

Roll up with your (gang), you're gon' need an arsenal

'Cause this bar is over your head

So you better have arms if you're gonna pull up (skrt)

Oh, you run the streets, huh?

Now you wanna come and fuck with me, huh?

This little cocksucker, he must be feeling himself

He wants to keep up

It's tough to me now, so he does a feature

Decides to team up with Nina

But next time you don't gotta use Tech N9ne

If you wanna come at me with a submachine gun

And I'm talking to you, but you already know who the fuck you are, Kelly

I don't use sublimes and sure as fuck don't sneak diss

But keep commenting on my daughter Hailie

I keep on telling motherfucker, bitches, in case you forgot

Really I need Ja memories, jaw like strawberry or pineapple, apricot jelly

I respond, really, but this time Shady 'bout to sound off

Like a fucking cocked semi Glock

Demi God, let me put a silencer on this little non-threatening blond fairy

Cornball taking shots at me

You're not ready, fool, break yourself like Rocksteady Crew

Obviously, I'm not getting through

We can get it poppin' like Redenbach, letting off like Remy Ma

Heavy artillery, gotta deal a harsh with a hard shell

Put a motherfucking heart in bigger than Bizarre's belly

Only time you'll ever say, I lost

You'll be talking 'bout Fetty Wap, better call Diddy

Just to try to get me off and you better hope I don't call Trick-Trick

Bitch, this shit don't fly in our city

Punk, you don't disrespect OG's, RIP Prodigy

Soldier in my soul and I told them the moment he signed me

That I'll be the most hated, dumb-hated solider

There's no shame, it's okay to own it 'cause life is a bitch, it's a bow-legged hoe

But now days are over, I Harvey Weinstein, a bathrobe hanging over

My code name is groper, I role play with lotion

I fucked the whole world then I throw away the Trojan

Olay the hoes like with home-made explosives, I blow eighty holes in you

Don't make me go in, I OJ the flows and I'm insult to injury

Roll dice to globe in and I'm [?] tryna throw in [?]

They both hate to choke and my hoe play the [?]

And I double-edge sworded

'Cause one place I poke and I stick and I turn and I rotating motion

Invisible with the pen, I'm at the pinnacle of sick individuals

Take my dick and put the tip in

At minimal, I'm fucking these syllables

I let them lick on my genitals

I'm a fucking invisible, indefensible

Despicable difficult prick, a little bit unpredictable

I spit the formidable, that you're bitches are fucking with the original

I can say that me and Nickel are identical

But not us, the only thing we have in common is I'm a dick, and you suck

Otherwise, one has nothin' to do with the other

None comes close to

Skunk, bug, solider

Tongue, shrub, shoulder

One mother older

Sponge, mob, colder

None, rug, hoaster

Lug, nut, coaster

Lung, jug roaster

Young Thug poster

Unplugged toaster

That's how much we have in common (yeah!)

That's how much we have in common (whoa!)

Up on this mic, we were on it (yeah)

That's how much we have in common (yeah!)

That's how much we have in common (woo!)

That's how much we have in common

We are not alike, there's not alike us on the mic

(Man, fuck this shit, let's go)