Innovation wrote:This is one of my favourite verses from Relapse. Top to bottom it's fantastic, I can't really say anything bad about it. There's no real hiccups in the rhyme scheme either.
The rhyming on this verse is outstanding, it really does showcase Eminem's lyrical prowess. I love how he rhymes 12 syllables three times and keeps the flow inch perfect. It seems so effortless for him. The internal rhyming in the second half of this verse is also very impressive.
What do you guys think?
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You see that chick in the gym, checkin' me out
Any second I'm bout to stick her neck in my mouth
I lose a pill, and I'm wrecklessly reckin' the house
That was supposed to be breakfast, where the heck is it now
There's the necklessI lost, right next to Stephanie's blouse
Man I should check to see if my mom left any out
Nope, guess I'll re-route
Maybe somewhere in the depths of the couch
Oh, jackpot, yeah, open sesame mouth
Down the hatchet,the feelin' you can't match it
I rat-tat-tap on your door with the damn ratchet
Att-ack-tack-tacking a whore with the damn hatchet
A napsack pack with like 40-some Xanax's
Shorty come back, I'm tryna score me some lap dances
I'm bout to relapse, so baby pour me some Jack Daniel's
Formula 44D and 40's with bad capsules
The bad apple spoils the bunch, I'm back atcha
I never undetstand there type og rhymes
But how is "apse" from relapse rhyming with "formu" from formula?
