Eminem - Rap God (16D Audio) / (Not 8D, 9D) 

16D Audio = Vocals and instrumental are isolated.

8D: you at a Eminem concert 16D: Eminem is chasing you 24D: you are Eminem

8D: Eminem concert 9D: Eminem in your room 16D: You are eating Eminem's mom spaghetti

arianna: 7 rings eminem: 7 lungs here before 500

8d: Eminem concerts. 9d: Eminem in your house 16d: Eminem in your room 20d: You are eminem 50d: You are the rap god

Dont listen to this in the middle of the night unless you want anxiety from thinking you woke up the whole neighborhood

I like how the instrumental moves around with Eminem

Im just listening to this at max volume and reading comments

Mom: Where are going? Me: I’m chasing Eminem!

4:27 you want to take off the headphones but 16d music is forcing you

4:27 This part is amazing 🔥🔥

8D - The song goes from right to left and so on. 16D - Vocals go left, music goes right and so on + Sound is surrounded.

Look, I was gonna go easy on you not to hurt your feelings But I'm only going to get this one chance (Six minutes, six minutes) Something's wrong, I can feel it (Six minutes, six minutes, Slim Shady, you're on) Just a feeling I've got Like something's about to happen But I don't know what If that means, what I think it means, we're in trouble Big trouble. And if he is as bananas as you say I'm not taking any chances You are just what the doc ordered I'm beginning to feel like a Rap God, Rap God All my people from the front to the back nod, back nod Now who thinks their arms are long enough to slap box, slap box? They said I rap like a robot, so call me rap-bot But for me to rap like a computer must be in my genes I got a laptop in my back pocket My pen'll go off when I half-cock it Got a fat knot from that rap profit Made a living and a killing off it Ever since Bill Clinton was still in office With Monica Lewinsky feeling on his nutsack I'm an MC still as honest But as rude and as indecent as all hell Syllables, skill-a-holic (Kill 'em all with) This flippity, dippity-hippity hip-hop You don't really wanna get into a pissing match With this rappity brat Packing a MAC in the back of the Ac Backpack rap, crap, yap-yap, yackety-yack And at the exact same time I attempt these lyrical acrobat stunts while I'm practicing that I'll still be able to break a motherfuckin' table Over the back of a couple of faggots and crack it in half Only realized it was ironic I was signed to Aftermath after the fact How could I not blow? All I do is drop "F" bombs Feel my wrath of attack Rappers are having a rough time period Here's a maxi pad It's actually disastrously bad For the wack while I'm masterfully constructing this masterpiece yeah 'Cause I'm beginning to feel like a Rap God, Rap God All my people from the front to the back nod, back nod Now who thinks their arms are long enough to slap box, slap box? Let me show you maintaining this shit ain't that hard, that hard Everybody want the key and the secret to rap Immortality like I have got Well, to be truthful the blueprint's Simply rage and youthful exuberance Everybody loves to root for a nuisance Hit the Earth like an asteroid Did nothing but shoot for the moon since (pew) MCs get taken to school with this music 'Cause I use it as a vehicle to 'bust a rhyme' Now I lead a new school full of students Me? I'm a product of Rakim Lakim Shabazz, 2Pac, N.W.A., Cube, hey, Doc, Ren Yella, Eazy, thank you, they got Slim Inspired enough to one day grow up Blow up and be in a position To meet Run-D.M.C. and induct them Into the motherfuckin' Rock n' Roll Hall of Fame even though I walk in the church And burst in a ball of flames Only Hall of Fame I'll be inducted in is the alcohol of fame On the wall of shame You fags think it's all a game 'Til I walk a flock of flames Off a plank and Tell me what in the fuck are you thinking? Little gay-looking boy So gay I can barely say it with a 'straight' face, looking boy You're witnessing a mass-occur like you're watching a church gathering take place, looking boy Oy vey, that boy's gay That's all they say, looking boy You get a thumbs up, pat on the back And a "way to go" from your label every day, looking boy Hey, looking boy, what d'you say, looking boy? I get a "hell yeah" from Dre, looking boy I'mma work for everything I have Never asked nobody for shit Get outta my face, looking boy Basically boy you're never gonna be capable Of keeping up with the same pace, looking boy, 'cause I'm beginning to feel like a Rap God, Rap God All my people from the front to the back nod, back nod The way I'm racing around the track, call me NASCAR, NASCAR Dale Earnhardt of the trailer park, the White Trash God Kneel before General Zod this planet's Krypton, no Asgard, Asgard So you'll be Thor and I'll be Odin You're rodent, I'm omnipotent Let off then I'm reloading Immediately with these bombs I'm totin' And I should not be woken I'm the walking dead But I'm just a talking head, a zombie floating But I got your mom deep-throating I'm out my Ramen Noodle We have nothing in common, poodle I'm a Doberman, pinch yourself In the arm and pay homage, pupil It's me My honesty's brutal But it's honestly futile if I don't utilize What I do though for good At least once in a while so I wanna make sure Somewhere in this chicken scratch I scribble and doodle Enough rhymes to Maybe try to help get some people through tough times But I gotta keep a few punchlines Just in case 'cause even you unsigned Rappers are hungry looking at me like it's lunchtime I know there was a time where once I Was king of the underground But I still rap like I'm on my Pharoahe Monch grind So I crunch rhymes But sometimes when you combine Appeal with the skin color of mine You get too big and here they come trying to Censor you like that one line I said On "I'm Back" from The Mathers LP One when I tried to say I'll take seven kids from Columbine Put 'em all in a line Add an AK-47, a revolver and a nine See if I get away with it now That I ain't as big as I was, but I'm Morphin' into an immortal coming through the portal You're stuck in a time warp from two thousand four though And I don't know what the fuck that you rhyme for You're pointless as Rapunzel With fucking cornrows You write normal? Fuck being normal And I just bought a new ray gun from the future Just to come and shoot ya Like when Fabolous made Ray J mad 'Cause Fab said he looked like a fag At Mayweather's pad singin' to a man While he played piano Man, oh man, that was a 24/7 special On the cable channel So Ray J went straight to the radio station the very next day "Hey, Fab, I'mma kill you" Lyrics coming at you with supersonic speed, (JJ Fad) Uh, summa lumma dooma lumma you assuming I'm a human What I gotta do to get it through to you? I'm superhuman Innovative and I'm made of rubber, so that anything you say is Ricocheting off of me and it'll glue to you I'm devastating more than ever demonstrating How to give a motherfuckin' audience a feeling like it's levitating Never fading, and I know that haters are forever waiting For the day that they can say I fell off, they'll be celebrating 'Cause I know the way to get 'em motivated I make elevating music You make elevator music "Oh, he's too mainstream." Well, that's what they do When they get jealous, they confuse it "It's not hip-hop, it's pop." 'Cause I found a hella way to fuse it With rock, shock rap with Doc Throw on "Lose Yourself" and make 'em lose it "I don't know how to make songs like that I don't know what words to use." Let me know when it occurs to you While I'm ripping any one of these verses that versus you It's curtains, I'm inadvertently hurtin' you How many verses I gotta murder to Prove that if you were half as nice Your songs you could sacrifice virgins to Unghh, school flunky, pill junky But look at the accolades these skills brung me Full of myself, but still hungry I bully myself 'cause I make me do what I put my mind to When I'm a million leagues above you Ill when I speak in tongues But it's still tongue-in-cheek, fuck you I'm drunk. So, Satan, take the fucking wheel I'm asleep in the front seat Bumping Heavy D and the Boyz Still "Chunky, but Funky" But in my head there's something I can feel tugging and struggling Angels fight with devils and Here's what they want from me They're asking me to eliminate some of the women hate But if you take into consideration the bitter hatred I had Then you may be a little patient and more sympathetic to the situation And understand the discrimination But fuck it Life's handing you lemons Make lemonade then But if I can't batter the women How the fuck am I supposed to bake them a cake then? Don't mistake him for Satan It's a fatal mistake if you think I need to be overseas And take a vacation to trip a broad And make her fall on her face and Don't be a retard, be a king? Think not Why be a king when you can be a God?

I got so scared when he said “look “ in my left ear I actually jumped what the-

0:32 why does it seem like the beat is playing under my chin

51 dislikes from people with no headphones

Feels like my head is empty and eminem's singing inside in it

8d- Eminem's concert 16d-Eminem and instruments are going in the other ends of curvers 24d- Eminem is chasing you 36d- you are Eminem 48d- you are rap god 64d - Eminem's god

İ feel like eminem entered to my brain

Respect your Editing! This must have taken hours. You're a legend!!

BRAIN:WTF EMINEM GET OUT OF HERE!

Lyrics Look, I was gonna go easy on you Not to hurt your feelings But I'm only going to get this one chance Something's wrong, I can feel it (Six minutes) Just a feeling I've got Like something's about to happen But I don't know what If that means what I think it means We're in trouble, big trouble And if he is as bananas as you say I'm not taking any chances You are just what the doc ordered I'm beginnin' to feel like a Rap God, Rap God All my people from the front to the back nod, back nod Now, who thinks their arms are long enough To slap box, slap box? They said I rap like a robot, so call me Rap-bot But for me to rap like a computer It must be in my genes I got a laptop in my back pocket My pen'll go off when I half-cock it Got a fat knot from that rap profit Made a livin' and a killin' off it Ever since Bill Clinton was still in office With Monica Lewinsky feelin' on his nutsack I'm an MC still as honest But as rude and as indecent as all hell Syllables, skill-a-holic (Kill 'em all with) This flippity dippity-hippity hip-hop You don't really wanna get into a pissin' match With this rappity brat, packin' a MAC In the back of the Ac' Backpack rap crap, yap-yap, yackety-yack And at the exact same time I attempt these lyrical acrobat stunts While I'm practicin' that I'll still be able to break a motherfuckin' table Over the back of a couple of faggots and crack it in half Only realized it was ironic I was signed to Aftermath after the fact How could I not blow? All I do is drop F-bombs Feel my wrath of attack Rappers are havin' a rough time period Here's a maxi pad It's actually disastrously bad for the wack While I'm masterfully constructing this masterpiece as 'Cause I'm beginnin' to feel like a Rap God, Rap God All my people from the front to the back nod, back nod Now, who thinks their arms are long enough to slap box, slap box? Let me show you maintainin' this shit ain't that hard, that hard Everybody wants the key and the secret To rap immortality like Ι have got Well, to be truthful the blueprint's Simply rage and youthful exuberance Everybody loves to root for a nuisance Hit the Earth like an asteroid Did nothing but shoot for the Moon since (Pew!) MCs get taken to school with this music 'Cause I use it as a vehicle to "bus the rhyme" Now I lead a new school full of students Me? I'm a product of Rakim Lakim Shabazz, 2Pac, N.W.A, Cube, hey Doc, Ren Yella, Eazy, thank you, they got Slim Inspired enough to one day grow up Blow up and be in a position To meet Run-D.M.C., induct them Into the motherfuckin' Rock and Roll Hall of Fame Even though I'll walk in the church And burst in a ball of flames Only Hall of Fame I'll be inducted in Is the alcohol of fame On the wall of shame You fags think it's all a game 'Til I walk a flock of flames Off a plank and, tell me what in the fuck are you thinkin'? Little gay-lookin' boy So gay I can barely say it with a straight face Lookin' boy (Ha-ha!) You're witnessin' a massacre Like you're watching a church gathering take place, lookin' boy "Oy vey, that boy's gay!"-that's all they say, lookin' boy You get a thumbs up, pat on the back And a "way to go" from your label every day, lookin' boy Hey, lookin' boy! What you say, lookin' boy? I get a "hell yeah" from Dre, lookin' boy I'ma work for everything I have Never asked nobody for shit Get outta my face, lookin' boy! Basically, boy, you're never gonna be capable Of keepin' up with the same pace, lookin' boy, 'cause- I'm beginnin' to feel like a Rap God, Rap God All my people from the front to the back nod, back nod The way I'm racin' around the track Call me NASCAR, NASCAR Dale Earnhardt of the trailer park, the White Trash God Kneel before General Zod This planet's Krypton-no, Asgard, Asgard So you'll be Thor, I'll be Odin You rodent, I'm omnipotent Let off, then I'm reloadin' Immediately with these bombs, I'm totin' And I should not be woken I'm the walkin' dead, but I'm just a talkin' head A zombie floatin' But I got your mom deep-throatin' I'm out my Ramen Noodle We have nothin' in common, poodle I'm a Doberman, pinch yourself in the arm And pay homage, pupil It's me, my honesty's brutal But it's honestly futile if I don't Utilize what I do though For good at least once in a while So I wanna make sure somewhere in this Chicken scratch I scribble and doodle enough rhymes To maybe try to help get some people through tough times But I gotta keep a few punchlines Just in case, 'cause even you unsigned Rappers are hungry lookin' at me like it's lunchtime I know there was a time where once I Was king of the underground But I still rap like I'm on my Pharoah Monch grind So I crunch rhymes, but sometimes when you combine Appeal with the skin color of mine You get too big and here they come tryin' To censor you like that one line I said on "I'm Back" from The Mathers LP 1 when I Tried to say I'll take seven kids from Columbine Put 'em all in a line, add an AK-47, a revolver and a 9 See if I get away with it now That I ain't as big as I was, but I'm Morphin' into an immortal, comin' through the portal You're stuck in a time warp from 2004 though And I don't know what the fuck that you rhyme for You're pointless as Rapunzel with fuckin' cornrows You write normal? Fuck being normal! And I just bought a new raygun from the future Just to come and shoot ya, like when Fabolous made Ray J mad 'Cause Fab said he looked like a fag at Mayweather's pad Singin' to a man while he played piano Man, oh man, that was a 24-7 special on the cable channel So Ray J went straight to the radio station The very next day, "Hey Fab, I'ma kill you!" Lyrics comin' at you at supersonic speed (J.J. Fad) ---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Uh, summa-lumma, dooma-lumma, you assumin' I'm a human What I gotta do to get it through to you I'm superhuman? Innovative and I'm made of rubber So that anything you say is ricochetin' off of me And it'll glue to you and I'm devastating, more than ever demonstrating How to give a motherfuckin' audience A feeling like it's levitating Never fading, and I know the haters are forever waiting For the day that they can say I fell off, they'll be celebrating 'Cause I know the way to get 'em motivated I make elevating music, you make elevator music ---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- "Oh, he's too mainstream." Well, that's what they do when they get jealous They confuse it "It's not hip-hop, it's pop, "-'cause I found a hella way to fuse it With rock, shock rap with Doc Throw on "Lose Yourself" and make 'em lose it "I don't know how to make songs like that I don't know what words to use." Let me know when it occurs to you While I'm rippin' any one of these S that versus you It's curtains, I'm inadvertently hurtin' you How many verses I gotta murder to Prove that if you were half as nice Your songs you could sacrifice virgins too? Ugh, school flunky, pill junkie But look at the accolades these skills brung me Full of myself, but still hungry I bully myself 'cause I make me do What I put my mind to And I'm a million leagues above you Ill when I speak in tongues But it's still tongue-in-cheek fuck you I'm drunk, so, Satan, take the fucking wheel I'ma sleep in the front seat Bumpin' Heavy D and the Boyz Still "Chunky but Funky" But in my head there's something I can feel tugging and struggling Angels fight with devils And here's what they want from me They're askin' me to eliminate some of the women hate But if you take into consideration the bitter hatred I have, then you may be a little patient And more sympathetic to the situation And understand the discrimination But fuck it, life's handin' you lemons? Make lemonade then! But if I can't batter the women How the fuck am I supposed to bake them a cake then? Don't mistake him for Satan; it's a fatal mistake If you think I need to be overseas and take a vacation To trip a broad, and make her fall on her face and Don't be a retard - Be a king? Think not Why be a king when you can be a God?

Finally I get to rap with Eminem in a concert!

Me calling pizza place sees phone at 1 percent I be like 4:27

Something's wrong, I can feel it

I CAN FEEL THE BEAT IN MY BACK

Covid enters eminems body ... finds a confused oxygen wondering around.. Covid: hey , can't find this man's lungs ... Oxygen : me too bro , me too

8D: Eminem is behind you 16D: You are in his concert 24D: You taste his Moms Spaghetti

Vocal and instrumental is like Mars and earth and you are sun

I’m beginning to feel like a rap god rap god 😰😩✌️

4:27 1.25 speed this is real eminem rap god

When I close my eyes I see someone running around me with a boombox.

I actually love this 😅

omg :D I love 16D

This is one of the more high quality ones. it sometimes feels like he's in front of me

48D: you are the music

Why is there a demon dancin in my room

Eminem is like walkin around me..

its like the instrumental is on the other side and the rapping is on the other i love it

I feel like I'm in eminem's brain when he raps

I feel like im sitting on the stage omgggg

It's been 6 years from the release of the original song, and it's beat is still catchy af ..

Whoa, the music and vocals cross cut. The music goes to left and the vocals go to right and that quick echo effect is coo tool. Nice job.

This makes this song 10x fucking cooler

NO STOP PLEASE IM SOBBING

make it 1.5x and you see the magic

For the best experience, close your eyes.

Dude I can meditate to this, of all songs, this one. lol

Bro its really insanely cool idk how this works like that

His Face!!👁

Turn it at 2x and you will don't know what's going on in your brain .

911: 911 is here at your service Me : invisible Eminem is chasing me

Listening to this with air pods pro it sounds insane

Plot Twist: Eminem takes invisibility and comes to sing on your head as you play this LMAO

My right ear: Rap god My left ear: waw WOOW woow WaW waw woow WOOW

8D: ur at Eminem's concert 16D: Eminem is at ur house 24D: Your Eminem!!! 😆

It feels like the music is walking around the back of my head from the right to left and then jumping back over my head

The voice is at a different BPM than the beat

When i take off my headphones and still hear him around: "Somethings wrong, i can feel it."

8d : Eminem is close to you 16d: He is besides you 24d: He is in your ear

Awesome song its like its in our room

My right earphones vibrates then came out. Maybe my ear died or has a infection. Now my left one did tooo. RIP ears. Eminem is too strong for my ears.

I transcended reality.

just gg and thx the instrumental and lyrics moove

The best 👍

From ear to ear beats are flying. 😂

This is probably what it feels like having venom attached to you speaking to you

Who's here before million views?

8d= Eminem concert 10d=Eminem is in ur house 10000000d=Eminem is a part of u

my right angel passing the verse to my left devil

me trying to process lyrics: ⬆↗↕⤴(dies of brain damage)

I feel like I went back in time

This is so fucking weird, and I LOVE IT!!!!

Eminem is running in my head

100d is just u in a world where all there is is rap god

max audio on headphones is amazing

Why is eminem running 🤣

Listening to the original song on Spotify and 16d audio together in my PC!!! Looks like he's swearing into our hears

Teacher: say this essay Eminem: im done

This is lit

Its around me!!!!

Left ear: wow, cool music! right ear: listen to the voice tho

4:25 when you want to go to rap god :)))

Oh my...EMINEM IS IN MY HEAD.... 😳😳🔥🔥🔥🔥

Todos:Mama eminem está en mi cuarto! Yo:Mama La instrumental está en mi cuarto!

We live in the third dimension, the 4th dimension is incomprehensible, forget 8th dimension, you would have to have 16 different directions, forward, backward, left, right, up and down, what else

Sounds like I’m in my sports hall listen to him play late at night

I feel Eminem everywhere

His voice and the main beat is switch with each other constantly

Holy fuck eminems Voice is on my Right ear and the beat on my left ear

put this on a really good speaker and put it loud its noice

8D : Concert 😒 16D : We're Eminem's nutsack 😂

My brain is empty... and Eminem went inside it and started to rap :D

Wtf this was so cool thanks for the experiment 😎

Music on the left, words on the right, words on the left, music on the right

Me:MUM!!!! Mum:what? Me:Eminem it’s in my room

Speed x2 is crazy

Eminem- i feel like rap god Supa hot fire -i am not a rapper Lol

Все пришли как всегда для 4:27))) All comes like always for 4:27)))

4:27 my ears said:🔁~🔁~🔁 Gave me the chills💀