When We Get There

[Intro]

Alright
We're gonna do this again
Freestyle numero très
Numero très
Numero très

(In Russian accent)

I've got to work on my accents
My accent
I'm turning Russian, I don't understand
But I'm turning Russian

(In Jamindian accent)

In Jamindia
Jamindia
Yo

(Reverts to normal voice)

[Verse 1]

These are the words that I planned to say
In song, in verse, on my inaugural day
After I chose to pursue a career behind Marshall Mathers
And took my first step up that proverbial ladder
14 platinum records later and after a stint in the White House
I was cleaning my cum off Stefani Germanotta
Germanotta
Haluh
Haluhluh
Haluhluh
Haluhluh
Stefani Germanotta
Stеfani Germanotta's blouse
Thesе are the dreams
That I manifested and saw
And they lead to me breaking several statutes and laws
I never wanted anything so bad in the entire world
I, just one shot at that
One
Uh, one shot
One shot at wooing that very special girl
A special girl, special girl
Here we go

[Hook]

Everything will be brighter when I get there (Uh huh)
And when I cross that road I’m gonna stay there (A ni ni, a ni ni, ooooh!)
I’m getting closer with every hour
Yeah, everyday (A ni, chiki chiki chiki)
Closer to my dreams (A chiki pow, chiki pow!)

[Verse 2]

Yo, I know exactly why and how I did
It defies explanation, but that’s just what magic is
Now I’m here with my rap and I’ve come to stay
To shine brightly into the night and never fade away
To share my stories for the world to see
And to scream out in defiance, “This life is beauty!”
I pulled out of a tail dive and righted the ship
Four feet and 2 inches before I hit
Everyone loves an underdog; they like to root for the runt
So you’re god-damned right I’m still on this fucking hunt
I ran out of pre-written rhymes so I'm gonna lay off and hang it up this time
Uh, it's still going and that's fucked up
Because I can't freestyle, that's what's up and I..
Wait, that was a fuckin' lie, because I can and I will before I fuckin' die, yo

[Hook]

[Verse 3]

Why in the world do I rap at the start of some of these chapters?
Because I’ve always looked up to so many rappers
2Pac, Jay-Z, Big and Em
I consider some of them my greatest friends
Modern day poets and great men of thought
So much so that half of them were shot
Contemporaries of mine through space and time
Nothing that separates us, but a couple of lines
We all spit bars and write our fates through word
The fact that I think I’m on their level is absurd
I know it’s because my imagination runs deep
And in my mind I know I can never be beat
My back’s been up to the wall, I’ve faced death many times
But I’ve always come back to finish my rhymes
And now I’ve got to go, or this story will lack
Because I’ve got a backpack strapped to my back

[Hook]

[Verse 4]

Everything will be brighter when I get there (Uh, and there's a, there's a bomb in the backpack)
And when I cross that road I’m gonna stay there (Yeah, I just, I ran out of time to say that verse)
I’m getting closer with every hour (I'm still, still learning)
Yeah, everyday (Ahlsocrazi chortles)
Closer to my dreams (Shit, and now I'm fucking up the hook, yo, yo, yo, yo)

[Outro]

There’s a box inside with three little holes
And the location of the keys, no one knows
There’s a timer and it’s ticking, a bomb in the box
It started ticking the minute I saw that fox
In the forest, you’ll learn that story, in time you’ll see
If you keep following this autobiographical story
Oh my God
That's so terrible
I ran out of time
Motherfuck this rhyme