Fuel ft. JID de Eminem

Smoking trees, I'm ridin' 'round
Come to my side of town
Lately, it's been goin' (look), goin', goin', goin', goin' down (uh, look)

All of my niggas gon' ride with it
In the pocket, the rocket like Kelly mom
Mama told me the power was in the tongue
But it probably ain't powerful as a gun
All of you little cowards get devoured, I'm givin' out flowers to anyone
I ain't been out the house in a minute 'cause I ain't wit' it if the money is miniature
I been mindin' my business, I'm business-mindin'
I been spendin' some time with the minister
'Cause them niggas spinnin' shit and still sinnin' in the City of God and it's sinister
Try to pray and repent in a synagoguе or a mosque, a temple, a church
Thеm brown skin's seen many niggas hurtin'
And murder's a common courtesy, for certainly
R-I-P-D on the shirt, search, lurk, murk, squirt, durk, first (forty-eight)
My nigga doin' four plus eight without a court date
Talked the other day, he say he doin' okay
He good, he gainin' weight, then got a sharp shank
He made, he say they played, they gotta partake
Homie got a heart full of hate and a face full of war paint
Eyes all red, full of rage and it's hard to escape from a dark place
East side niggas from the A, niggas all ages
Tryna sell a pound of the dog cage
All the OGs 'round town was our age
Danger, sex, and drugs, X and R rated
Danger, sex, and drugs, shit be outrageous
But don't get this shit fucked up, my boy
Ya lucked up once then ya doubled up
I dribble and pass it to the cup and triple-double it
Get to the basket, get the cash and cuddle up
Cover up, bundle up, batter up (batter up)
Um, talk a lot of smack and now go back it up
Shawty wanna shag, wanna shack it up
I can put a pussy on the platter like a platypus
Nappy hair, nigga, hair natted up
I said Barbara, nigga tatted up
I won't argue, nigga mad as fuck
'Cause I ain't compatible, I'm finna catapult
But niggas know it's goin'
Down, down, down, down, do-do-do-do—

If I run out of fuel, I won't
What the fuck y'all gon' do
If I don't run out of fuel?
Down, down, down, down, do-do-do-do— (run out of fuel)
That scares the fuck out of you

For a couple decades (brrt)
Been lettin' this TEC spray (brrt)
From that day that I met Dre (brrt)
So you liable to catch strays (brrt)
From the second you press play (what?)
I suggest they (what?)
Do not test like an essay (why?)
'Cause like when my homies out west, ayy (yeah)
We can just say (what?)
I'm like a R-A-P-E-R (yeah)
Got so many S-As (S-As), S-As (huh)
Wait, he didn't just spell the word rapper and leave out a P, did he? (Yep)
R-I-P, rest in peace, Biggie
And Pac, both of y'all should be living (yep)
But I ain't tryna beef with him (nope)
'Cause he might put a hit on me like Keefe D did him
And that's the only way you're gonna be killing me (nah)
Ain't gonna be on no beat, silly (yeah)
I beat the beat silly, on the grind like teeth gritting
Call me obesity (why?)
You think it's over? Wait, it's just beginning
Diss me and it ain't gonna be pretty (nah)
Used to be yea tall then I grew a little each day till I became God
Like James Todd, now your arms are too short to beat K-Rod
Indeed, they small like DJ Paul (woo)
My new Benz better than your truck by far
Bitch, suck my balls
You either smoke crack and you're playin' stick ball in the street
'Cause you must be on base if you thinkin' you can touch my car (yeah)
But if the whole world was out to get you (what?)
It'd turn you to a powder keg too
Kyle Rittenhouse, spittin' rounds, the TEC shoots (look out, like: Brrt)
And that ain't no sound effect (woo)
Neither was that, SIG Sauer lets loose
I don't condone gun violence at schools (nah)
But I can't get these voices out my head (hey, let's go, one, two)
They're putting words in my mouth like alphabet soup
Got the most content on the continent
And constant compliments give me confidence (I'ma)
Across the common sense and incompetence (uh)
Incognizant, the conflict's are consequence
Of accomplishments that conference through compeitish
If conquered done conked him into unconsciousness
Through conscious, I conjure that
King Kong had just called me Kamikaze, I'm gun cocked to this (woo, my bad)
Nobodies sixteen's are touching
These motherfuckin' index fingers fuckin' the nina
Clutchin' the nine millimeter, tuckin' the heat
Got the toaster like an English muffin
No, I mean, toast to, like you drink to somethin'
But it's in a holster, I proceed to bust it
Fuck around and get popped like Halyna Hutchins
Like I'm Alec Baldwin, what I mean is buckin' you down, coup de grâce then
Right between the fuckin'
I shoot 'em all in if you think you're fuckin' with me
You're gonna suffer the fuckin' repercussions
The reaper's comin' to heathen and I need it from me
I keep replenishing fuel while the beat I'm punishin'

If I run out of fuel, I won't
What the fuck y'all gon' do
If I don't run out of fuel?
Down, down, down, down, do-do-do-do— (run out of fuel)
That scares the fuck out of you

Fumando árboles, estoy dando vueltas
Ven a mi lado de la ciudad
Últimamente, ha estado yendo (mira), yendo, yendo, yendo, bajando (uh, mira)

Todos mis colegas van a montar con eso
En el bolsillo, el cohete como Kelly mamá
Mamá me dijo que el poder está en la lengua
Pero probablemente no sea tan poderoso como un arma
Todos vosotros, pequeños cobardes, seréis devorados, estoy regalando flores a cualquiera
No he salido de casa en un minuto porque no estoy de acuerdo si el dinero es mínimo
He estado ocupándome de mis asuntos, tengo una mentalidad empresarial
He estado pasando tiempo con el ministro
Porque esos colegas están hablando mierda y todavía pecando en la Ciudad de Dios y es siniestro
Intenta rezar y arrepentirte en una sinagoga o una mezquita, un templo, una iglesia
Esos de piel morena han visto a muchos colegas sufrir
Y el asesinato es una cortesía común, por supuesto
R-I-P-D en la camiseta, busca, acecha, elimina, salpica, durk, primero (cuarenta y ocho)
Mi colega lleva cuatro más ocho sin una fecha en el tribunal
Hablamos el otro día, dice que está bien
Está bien, está ganando peso, luego consiguió una afilada cuchilla
Él hizo, dice que jugaron, tienen que participar
Colega tiene un corazón lleno de odio y una cara llena de pintura de guerra
Ojos rojos, llenos de rabia y es difícil escapar de un lugar oscuro
Colegas del este de la ciudad de la A, colegas de todas las edades
Intentando vender libras de la jaula de perros
Todos los veteranos por la ciudad tenían nuestra edad
Peligro, sexo y drogas, clasificación X y R
Peligro, sexo y drogas, la mierda es escandalosa
Pero no te equivoques, colega
Tu suerte una vez y luego la duplicas
Dribleo y lo paso al vaso y lo tripliqué
Llego a la canasta, consigo el dinero y me acurruco
Tapar, abrigar, batear (batear)
Um, habla mucho y luego hazlo
La chica quiere bailar, quiere alquilar un cobertizo
Puedo poner un coño en la bandeja como un ornitorrinco
Pelo rizado, colega, pelo enredado
Dije Barbara, colega tatuado
No voy a discutir, colega muy cabreado
Porque no soy compatible, estoy a punto de catapultarme
Pero los colegas saben lo que pasa
Bajando, bajando, bajando, bajando, do-do-do-do—

Si me quedo sin combustible, no lo haré
Qué cojones vais a hacer
Si no me quedo sin combustible?
Bajando, bajando, bajando, bajando, do-do-do-do— (quedarse sin combustible)
Eso te asusta de cojones

Durante unas cuantas décadas (brrt)
He estado dejando que esta TEC dispare (brrt)
Desde el día en que conocí a Dre (brrt)
Así que podrías recibir disparos (brrt)
Desde el momento en que le das al play (qué?)
Les sugiero (qué?)
Que no prueben como en un ensayo (por qué?)
Porque como cuando mis colegas del oeste, ey (sí)
Podemos simplemente decir que (qué?)
Soy como un R-A-P-E-R (sí)
Tengo tantos S-As (S-As), S-As (eh?)
Espera, no acaba de deletrear la palabra rapero y omitir una P, verdad? (Sí)
R-I-P, descansa en paz, Biggie
Y Pac, ambos deberían estar vivos (sí)
Pero no estoy tratando de pelear con él (no)
Porque podría poner un precio sobre mí como Keefe D hizo con él
Y esa es la única forma en que me vas a matar (no)
No voy a estar en ninguna canción, t