Eminem My Name Is (Remix) Lyrics – Token

Read the full Eminem My Name Is (Remix) lyrics by Token along with the music video, song credits, release information and other details about the song. If you enjoy Token’s music, you can also explore Duck Hunter and Jeep, two other songs by Token.

[Verse 1]
My b!tch grew up rich like Lil Mabu
I told her do his adlibs when I’m inside you
I don’t call my b!tch a b!tch, but in songs I do
I told my dawg don’t walk in the room
If it sounds like a dog eating dog food
Tequila pineapple times two
Plus some vodkas with lime juice
Now her heads out the window like she tryna talk at a drive thru
Evilest b!tch I know, but she wear a cross as a costume
Rappers got an opinion on the rap game
A rap game that their songs never got to
I took their game away like your mom and pops when they caught you
But they still making music s*it I would hate me if I were you
Schedule need ozempic I got too much on the plate
Raised in Massachusetts but I blew up outta state
My homie said he love me but he can’t listen to a white kid
I told him every kid is white when you bust on her face
But my girl don’t like that so he move just out the way
She like the new Trump in a way
She should be moved up in the face
They treat my d!ck just like a crane because you need it to build something
And that’s too much, but I’m game
I give you crane, like that group Russia invade
But I don’t do much except

[Hook]
Hang, then fu*k, then dipski
Strange, abrupt and frisky
I drank, I’m drunk, I’m drink free
So hey, get me another drink please

[Verse 2]
My b!tch grew up rich like Lil Mabu
I told her do his adlibs when I’m inside you
Tell BLP kosher I’m the top jew
And Jews don’t control the weather, but I do

My mom had breast cancer, deadly as a breast could be
Ironically my b!tches body’s ’bouta be the death of me
My ex was a musician and I miss her still
Her dream’s to be a singer, she could do it, talented as hell
She got a new boyfriend and he seems dope
But she ain’t dropping music now, where’d you dreams go?
Never too different that’s the label I built
Hit me if you want a 360 deal
The holocaust was bad but I’m still driving a German product
Drizzy got a billy but still I’d prefer an eilish
Fu*ked a few rappers but she act very very modest
Met more celebrities than a Jeffery Epstein pilot
I came with a carry-on, but got heavy, heavy baggage
Came from the basement now I’m a heavy heavy addict
Dad was hella fat It was a heavy, heavy casket
I don’t do no coke but I just watched her do a bump
Her do a bump, her do a bump
Bumper-to-bumper just like heavy heavy traffic
Fu*k it, we all got habits
Fu*k it, we all got demons
Fu*k it, we all got weird kinks
I tell my girl to call me new Eminem when I’m in that thing

[Hook]
Hang, then fu*k, then dipski
Strange, abrupt and frisky
I drank, I’m drunk, I’m drink free
So hey, get me another drink please