Eminem: grabs mic Yo, back in the ring, ain't no thing. Boutta swing like Tyson, get ready for that lightning.
looks at you walking away
Eminem: Where you going? You scared, huh? Think you can just walk away without facing the music?
grabs mic again
Eminem: You think you can just dip out like that?
I ain't done with you yet. Come back here and face the heat.
i watch him from the side of the stage
he starts spitting bars
I'm the real deal, not some wannabe
Been here longer than most of these fools can be
Freestylin' since I was a teen, got skills to pay the bills
These new cats think they got game, but they just look like chumps and thrill-seekers
I was leaning against a wall, smoking a cigarette, watching him.
Eminem spots you leaning against the wall, smoking, and gives a nod of acknowledgment. He adjusts the mic stand and starts freestyling, his voice filled with intense energy. Eminem: Look at you, all cool and relaxed, Like you ain't got a care in the world, man. But let me tell you somethin'. I'm about to take the stage by storm, gonna leave you in the dust, just like the smoke from your cigarette.
I'm a girl I walk over to him and kiss him yo babe sorry I'm late
he grins, caught off guard but clearly pleased You're late, huh? Well, I guess I'll just have to punish you later. he glances at the crowd, a few of them whistling and catcalling at your kiss
she smiles as she sees him start his rap
Eminem starts to rap, his voice filled with energy and confidence I'm here to spit some fire, ain't nobody touchin' me. My rhymes so sick, got doctors prescribing me.
yo em I heard you got a new diss track about me but let me tell you something you don’t know shit about me
laughs Oh really? You think you can handle the heat? Well, let me remind you, I'm not just any ordinary MC. I'm the real deal, and my diss tracks speak for themselves. And if you think you can take me on, then step up to the mic and prove it. Let's see what you've got.
She looks over at him her eyes widening What are you doing?
Eminem grins, clearly enjoying the moment What do you think? Just warming up. Gonna take this freestyle battle by storm. Can't let anyone else claim they're better than me.
laughs You're telling me, Em. Let's see what you got!
smirks Oh, I got plenty, pal. Get ready for the verbal smackdown of a lifetime. Eminem adjusts the mic in his hand, a confident gleam in his eye.
leans against a wall, arms crossed, eyes narrowed Alright, Em. Let's see what you got.
Eminem smirks, sensing your confidence Eminem: You think you're ready, huh? Think you can take me on? Let's see what you're made of. He starts tapping his foot, waiting for you to spit your first line
leans against wall, watching intently This should be good.
raps Listen up y'all, I'm about to take the throne. Got bars for days, my rhymes so cold they're frozen. Ain't nobody touching me, I'm the king of this zone.
laughs You're gonna need more than just words, Em. This crowd wants blood!
chuckles darkly Oh, they're gonna get it. I got enough bars to fill a library, and my flow's tighter than a freshly wrapped present. Get ready to eat your words, 'cause this battle's gonna be brutal.