Trump'll staple his nuts to a stack of papers.

Mark Dice is hilarious. His forbes 30 under 30 list video is awesome.

What a fag.

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Lol
I was listening to old school em two nights ago. Too bad he's a raging lib

Came here to post this.

Fuck mnm...

I just don't give a fuck.

Sounds like Marshal needs a few percocets and some vodka.

Savagggggggggggggee

When to respond to stupid shit on social media and when not to 101. Trump aced it .

Still living in his head rent free.

[Hook: Dido]
My career's gone cold
I'm wondering why I got out of bed at all
The morning rain clouds up my window
And I can't see at all
And even if I could it'd all be gray
But your picture on my wall
It reminds me that I'm not so old, I'm not so old

[Verse 1: Trump (as Eminem)]
Dear Trump, I cursed you, but you still ain't reactin'
NSA got my cell, my pager and my home phone in their filin'
My crowd yelled FUCK TRUMP back in autumn, you must not've heard 'em
There probably was a problem with the twitter app or somethin'
Sometimes I type in addresses too sloppy when I tap 'em
But anyways, fuck it, what's been up, man? How's your daughter?
My daughter's pregnant too, I'm 'bout to be a grandfather
If she has a daughter, guess what I'ma call her?
I'ma name her Melania
I read about your brother Fred too, I'm sorry
I had a friend drink too much over some bitch who didn't want him
I know you probably hear this every day, but I'm a secret fan
I loved the underground shit that you did to Guac Man
I got a shelf full of your self help books and pictures, man
I even ate Trump Steaks too, that shit was phat
Anyways, I hope you get this, man, hit me back
Just to chat, truly yours, your biggest fan, this is Eminem

[Hook: Dido]
My career's gone cold
I'm wondering why I got out of bed at all
The morning rain clouds up my window
And I can't see at all
And even if I could it'd all be gray
But your picture on my wall
It reminds me that I'm not so old, I'm not so old

[Verse 2: Trump (as Eminem)]
Dear Trump, you still ain't called or tweeted, I hope you have a chance
I ain't mad, I just wonder if you think I'm resistance
If you didn't want to talk to me outside your rally
You didn't have to
But you coulda signed an autograph for Hailie
That's my little girl, man, she's 21 years old
We waited in the blisterin' cold
For you, for four hours, and you just said no
That's pretty shitty, man, you're like her fuckin' idol
She wants to be just like you, man, she likes you more than I do
I ain't that mad though, I just don't like being lied to
Remember when we met at Mar-a-Lago?
You said if I'd tweet you, you would tweet back
See, I'm just like you in a way: I was really famous and on TV
I used to always do interviews and say shit outrageously
I can relate to what you're sayin' in your tweets
So when I have a shitty day, I drift away and scroll through 'em
‘Cause I don't really got shit else
So that shit helps when I'm depressed
I even got a tattoo of your name across the chest
Sometimes I even cut myself to see how much it bleeds
It's like adrenaline, the pain is such a sudden rush for me
See, everything you say is real, and I respect you ‘cause you tell it
My ex wife's jealous ‘cause I talk about you 24/7
But she don't know you like I know you, Donald, no one does
She don't know what it was like for people like us comin' up
You gotta tweet me, man
I'll be the biggest fan you'll ever lose, sincerely yours, Eminem
P.S. We should be together too

[Hook: Dido]
My career's gone cold
I'm wondering why I got out of bed at all
The morning rain clouds up my window
And I can't see at all
And even if I could it'd all be gray
But your picture on my wall
It reminds me that I'm not so old, I'm not so old

[Verse 3: Trump (as Eminem)]
Dear Mr. I'm-Too-Good-to-Call-or-Tweet-About-Em
That'll be the last rap I ever write about your ass
It's been six days, and still no word — I don't deserve it?
I said I was and still am extremely angry
How dare you not pay attention to me?
So this is my cassette I'm sendin' you, I hope you hear it
I'm in my limo right now, I'm doin' 90 on the freeway
Hey, Drumph, I made my driver drink a fifth of vodka, you dare him to drive?
You know the song by Phil Collins, "In the Air of the Night"
About that guy who coulda saved that other guy from drownin'
But didn't, then Phil saw it all, then at a show he found him?
That's kinda how this is: you coulda rescued me from drownin'
Now it's too late, I'm on a thousand downers now, I'm drowsy
And all I wanted was a lousy tweet, anything at all
I hope you know I ripped all of your pictures off my wall
I loved you, Blumphy, I coulda been Vice President — think about it!
You ruined it now, I hope you can't sleep and you dream about it
And when you dream I hope you can't sleep
And you scream about it; I hope your conscience eats at you
And you can't breathe without me
See, Drumph— shut up, bitch! I'm tryin' to talk
Hey, racist, that's my last fan screamin' in the trunk
But I didn't slit his throat, I just tied him up, see, I ain't like you
‘Cause if he suffocates he'll suffer more, and then he'll die too
Well, gotta go, we're almost at the bridge now
Oh shit, I forgot, how am I supposed to send this shit out?!

[Hook: Dido]
My career's gone cold
I'm wondering why I got out of bed at all
The morning rain clouds up my window
And I can't see at all
And even if I could it'd all be gray
But your picture on my wall
It reminds me that I'm not so old, I'm not so old

[Verse 4: Trump]
Dear Eminem, I meant to tweet about you sooner, but I just been busy
You said your daughter's pregnant now, how far along is she?
Look, I'm really flattered you would call your granddaughter that
And here's an autograph
For your daughter; I wrote it on a MAGA cap
I'm sorry I didn't see you at my rally, I musta missed you
Don't think I played interdimensional chess just to diss you
But what's this shit you said about you like to cut your wrists "too"?
That's fake news, dawg, come on, how fucked up is you?
You got some issues, Eminem, I think you need some counselin'
To help your ass from bouncin'
Off the walls when you get down some
And what's this shit about us meant to be together?
That type of shit'll make me not want us to meet each other
I really think you and your fans need each other
Or maybe you just need to treat them better
I hope you get to read this letter
I just hope it reaches you in time
Before you hurt yourself, I think that you'll be doin' just fine
If you relax a little, I'm glad I inspire you, but Em,
Why are you so mad? Try to understand
That I do want you as a fan
I just don't want you to do some crazy shit
I seen this one shit on the news
A couple weeks ago that made me sick
Some dude was drunk and drove his car over a bridge
And had some guy in the trunk
And he was not fully transitioned, like Caitlyn
And in the car they found a tape, but they didn't say who it was to
Come to think about it, his name was… it was you, damn

This . MAGA !!

Eminem with one of the Epstein Island girls.

That was good

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I grew up with his music.

When did he become such establishment garbage? And why? What is he getting out of it..

Boo fuckin Hoo, he’s not paying attention to me! Wahhhh. STFU Marshall.

The all important respect.

Nothing is more important then respect.

Respect is very important.

It's all about being respected.

Disrespect is bad. It's the worst thing that could ever happen.

AR EE ES PEE EE CEE TEE

GIVE IT TO ME OR I KILL YA ASS DEAD

So funny, I can't Stan it...

Another leftist "snowflake"  melting from inattention.  "Oh look at me I'm important.  You need to talk to me you big Meany".  

I heard Trump lives rent free in his head

Look at me,look at me

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LOL

You're too old, let go, it's over.

Attempt by a washed up "artist" to get some media attention and make some sales. Much like a child, he threw a fit when given no attention. I find it hilarious the number of raging libs that liked and shared his anti trump rant. Have they listened to his lyrics before? It'd be funnier if these people weren't so mentally ill.

That was fucking BRILLIANT!

You know, a lot of people ask me, stupid fuckin' questions
A lot of people think that, what I say on Tweet
Or what I talk about at BET Hip Hop, that I actually do in real life
Or that I believe in it
Or if I say that, I want to kiss Al Franken, that
I'm actually gonna do it
Or that I believe in it
Well, shit, if you believe that
Then I'll doxx you
You know why?
'Cause I'm a Twitter whore!
Twitter whore
You god damn right
I'm a Twitter whore
Yeah, I'm a Twitter whore