Lord Above - Fat Joe, Dre, Eminem

And I’ve been good, oh

All I need is love

To the Lord above

I’m sittin' here reminiscin'

Think I just got a lightbulb

Somethin' I’d like to mention, this is just on a side note

Word to the Terror Squad, Joe, this is all puns aside though

I know me and Mariah didn’t end on a high note

But that other dude’s whipped, that pussy got him neutered

Tried to tell him this chick’s a nutjob 'fore he got his jewels clipped

Almost got my caboose kicked

Fool, quit, you not gon' do shit

I let her chop my balls off too 'fore I lost to you, Nick

I should quit watchin' news clips, yeah

My balls are too big, I should be talkin' pool 'cause I got scratch

So my pockets full when I’m takin' shots at you

Fuck it, lemme chalk the cue stick

I’m over the top, like cool whip

And I promise you the day I fall off or lose it

I will stop and cut off the music

Opportunist, wanna kill shit every chance that I got to do this

Stackin' my guap, savage, I’m not to fool with

Like a handgun, you could say I’m like a gat when it’s cocked

I keep it a (Buck, buck), your ass’ll get shot

If rap was an actual Glock

You’d act like you strapped when you’re not

Only cap that you pop is the top on the can of your pop

You the man 'til I pop your top

You ain’t Jack in a Box and I ain’t talkin' a hamburger spot

Cracker with the barrel, armed to the teeth, Anderson .Paak (Yeah)

Rest in peace to Afeni and her son Pac

You sent me that plaque with his rhyme sheet, I haven’t forgot (Nah)

Blow 30 million in a month, call it Brewster’s Millions

Just hope I don’t lose the feelin', from soldier to civilian

Got everything I need

But I don’t even see myself in the future chillin'

Only thing I don’t have in the booth’s a ceiling

Just call me The Roofless Villain

They tellin' me sky’s the limit, so I got my head in the clouds

Unicorn in human form, saw a gift horse

Looked him dead in the mouth

And Lord, good lookin' out

For sendin' me Edna and Charles

Whenever Mom kicked me out of the house

They were the bomb, then you sent me LL

All the times that I hated myself, since eleven or twelve

Only way that I knew how to better myself

Is when I’m bet against by everyone else

So, Joe hit the head on the nail

You ain’t seen God 'til you starin' down a barrel

I was gun-shy, but now like a snail

The slug’s comin' out of its shell

Oh, there’s no hate in this world

That can make me give up

That can keep me stuck

Lord, I thank you (Lord, I thank you)

I thank you, I’m so grateful, so thankful, so thankful (So thankful)

Oh, oh, oh, oh, mm

I thank the Lord above

Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah

Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, woo