Groundhog Day Songtext / Lyric

What is a nightmare?

The dictionary tells us it is a terrifying dream, a nightmare



I used to think I had bad luck, but I wasn't superstitious

'til one day I grew suspicious, when I stepped on a crack

On Aunt Edna's stoop and got pooped on by a group of stupid pigeons

Then we flew the coop to Michigan to start a new be-ditching

Missouri from Michigan didn't work, so we moved

Back to Missouri from Michigan, from Missouri back to Michigan

Someone put me out my misery, I can't do this again

Mom, please stick to a decision, discipline, last thing I wanna do

Is listen she's like Lex Luthor, bitch, her rules are Krypton-

-ite to the walls and I've lost my power to see through them bitches

But I run into 'em, running through the kitchen

Pretending to be blind Superman, cause I had no supervision

But I did have a super power though, I could turn into invisible kid

Disappear out of sight, like a true magician

And one day Uncle Ronnie brought over this new, but different

Music into the picture and it become my new religion



I remember it clearly, even today






Move back to Michigan again, to live with my Grandma nan

Always itching for something to do, was flipping

Through the radio stations one day and discovered

This DJ who was mixing, I say it to this day, if you ain't listened

To the wizard, you ain't have a fucking clue what you was missing

I'd zone out with my headphones, all I remember doing's wishing for shoes

Fuck them stupid Pumas bitch, it's all about them new edition Troops

You get them LL Cool J cooling system

Think I finally maneuvered to 8 Mile and Hoover

And somehow I saw my future is in this, that's how I know my mission

Little boom box booming, spitting, practicing numerous rhythms

When I sit in my room envisioning my dreams come to fruition

I remember Proof would visit, couldn't wait to play him my new shit

He'd go complete ballistic, go through the roof for his shit

It's like we knew the instant, we touched a mic that both of us

Too existed to do this shit, never quit, too persistent



We are the underground empire



Started a group of misfits, Proof had a proposition

If we all brand together, there ain't no stopping this shit

Come up with aliases, bipolar opposites and

Be ready to come off the top as sharp precision

If you got dissed at the Shop, cause if they caught you slipping

They'd take your spot if someone got to ripping you

And you forgot your written, opportunity knocks once, it ain't knocking again

It tried ding-dong ditching shit, I fucking got that bitch

In a headlock, cut off his oxygen Slim, it's not cordial

Like cocksucking cynderblocks in the wind, now I got my pot to piss in

Spot in that top position, hopping over that opposition

Looking like a dog is pissing, leg up on the competition

Promising complete dominance, Sugar Ray Robinson

I'm in a league Muhammad's in, Ali's my colleague bombing 'em

Probably end up on top of 'em, like stomping 'em like Ndamukong

I'm Russian like a Ukrainian LaDainian Tomlinson

Flow vomits in your face, competitors fall at my waist

You spit a rhyme, I spit in a rhyme's face

So name the time, place to battle, bitch, I'm still in that mind state

Don't make me step on you and make you wine grapes

Cry babies, maybe my way that I use words is loose

But you turds better be careful how you choose yours

Cause feelings scar but egos bruise worse

And the truth hurts, shit no wonder you're sore losers

Now where's your bluebirds? Ooh

No more tripping in bird shit, this songs a self empowerment surgeon

Words of encouragement but this discouraging

The Rap Game's God, but the name's not James Todd, I'm just a wordsmith

So let these words lift, cause all I got is bars

For you dumbbells and doors ain't working out

Each verse is more merciless than the first, and you ain't got to wear

No shoes and shirt in this bitch to get served bloodthirst, revenge of a nerds



They will not escape my vengeance



And I'm the kid with them ears like Dumbo's gone

With the Uncle Ron, I'm turning into an unhumble Don

You blind dumb hoes, all I got is dick for you to come blow on

So stop the show, but I need a drum roll 'fore I go on

Better back away from the front row, get launched up your arm

Bigger than Dikembe Mutumbo on the fucking Jumbotron

I'm a juggernaut, you do not wanna crumble, you bambacluts

I'll leave you stretched out, like a fucking yawn

So mow the fucking lawn, your asses are blades of grass

And I'm fucking up this whole landscape of rap

The GOAT just ate eight acres and ate the vet

Who just make a path and take you straight to your favorite rapper

Oh look, my notebook with smoke cook

Like the flow stood a foot over the flame on the stove

Soot, charred debris floating like Oakwood

Was burning, return of the no good and I don't quit



And the next thing I know something came crawling up from below

Something that made Godzilla look like a plane



And I don't quit, won't change, it's like a Groundhog's Day

So crowd around y'all, cause you may, so you can't pop your head



I'm not so sure I want to know from once it came

But the white flesh creature's trail is easily followed

There, before that shimmering veil of light, the ivory skin slug thing