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Eminem vs Florence and the Machine - DJ Topcat - (Tracey Video Remix)

My video remix of DJ Topcat's brilliant mashup of Florence and the Machine's 'Cosmic Love' and Eminem's "Love Me"...featuring Obie Trice and 50 Cent. Original rap track =    • Видео   Cosmic Love video =    • Florence + The Machine - Cosmic Love   [Verse 1] [Obie Trice] You don't see me in the hood It's cause I'm doing this man Niggas, I'm still grinding, (yeah...) I'm still hearing those sirens, I'm still getting chased by those lights, Only the light's mine and my mic's on And my time is none because I'm writing more, And I ain't here to meet a soul in this buisness, I'm here to eat, speak, until these hoes feel this, (for sure...) and I can't let y'all derail me man, I got young Kobe, homie, you gotta let go of Obie cause Obie be back, (ain't goin' nowhere man...) We got them craps going on and that 'gnac going on, soon as a nigga touch down back from tourin', It's whateva, put that on the chedda man, but in the meantime, it's Jimmy Iovine time, chase cheese, rhyme till my voice give out, this is it my nigga, this what we boast about, Now I'm here so shut your motherfuckin mouth And show me love bitch.. [Verse 2] [Eminem] There's a certain mystique when I speak, that you notice that's sorta unique, cause you know it's me, my poetry's deep, and I'm still matic the way I flow to this beat, you can't sit still, it's like tryin to smoke crack and go to sleep, I'm strapped, just knowing any minute I could snap, I'm the equivalent of what would happen if Bush rapped, I bully these rappers so bad lyrically, it ain't even funny, I ain't even hungry, it ain't even money, you can't pay me enough for you to play me, it's cockamanie, you just ain't zaney enough to rock with Shady, my noodle is cock-a-doodle, my clocks cuckoo, I got screws loose, yeahhh, the whole kit an' kaboodle, I'm just brutal. It's no rumour, I'm numero uno, assume it, there's no humour in it no more, you know I'm rollin with a swollen bowling ball in my bag, you need a fag to come and tear a new hole in my ass you better love me... bitch [Verse 3] [50 Cent] My buzz is crazy in the hood, they holla my name, if it ain't about the flow, it's about the stones and the chain, if I was you, I'd love me too, I roll like a boss, 911 porsche same color as cranberry sauce, I ain't gonna front, I thought R-Kelly was tha shit, LET ME find out he fucking round with bow wow bitch, niggas eatin' popcorn, right, rewinding the tape, now shorty momma in the precinct hollerin' rape, I'm convinced man something really wrong with these hoes, I thought Lil' Kim was hot then she start fucking with her nose, (God Damn) used to listen to Lauren Hill and tap my feet, then the bitch put out a CD that didn't have no beats, (uh-huh) that boy D'Angelo he determined not to fail, that nigga went butt-ass for his record to sell, my back shot to help Ashanti hit them high notes, and Big Ben taught Charlie B'more to deepthroat