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Looks like Micheal has been spending a lot of time in the studio with a new host, Daddy Pig, to release this classic for y'all. Nothing but hits to satify those MC Mikey cravings. So sit in your car, or party and let the good times commence so he can finally get his wife out of living paycheck to paycheck

Daddy Pig (Prod. By Kanji Kobayashi)

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This is another track in my Fantasy Rap Battle Series, where I imagine what it would sound like if legendary artists went head-to-head on the mic.

⚡ Eminem brings the razor-sharp, syllable-packed bars.
🔥 Tupac answers with raw spirit and revolutionary truth.
🎤 Two icons clash in a lyrical war of chaos vs. clarity.

👉 This is a fan-made fantasy concept — not real vocals, but written and arranged by me (Arell Hall).

Who do YOU think won? Drop your vote in the comments!

Full Lyrics:

[Eminem]
Yo Pac, I resurrect just to wreck this session,
Every word’s an autopsy, bars cut with aggression.
You spoke truth in the booth, but I’m truth on steroids,
Atomic syllables deployed, every rhyme’s a void.

I’m a word surgeon, flipping dictionaries for sport,
Your legacy’s immortal, but your cadence comes up short.
I’m venom in a notepad, rage in a bottle,
You’re poetry, I’m TNT strapped to the throttle.

[Tupac]
Em, you clever with the pen, I won’t deny your grind,
But my verses lit revolutions, yours just twist a mind.
You scream pain in your mirror, I screamed hope to the block,
My rhymes carried brothers when the streets held Glock.

I ain’t here for tongue twisters or syllable stunts,
I’m here to speak for the kids that society shunned.
While you fight demons in shadows with a clever disguise,
I was teaching whole generations how to rise.

[Eminem]
Pac, you had the spirit, but I got the precision,
Every bar’s a scalpel — split your vision with incision.
You painted pain vivid, but I live it in detail,
Trauma in my veins, every heartbeat leaves a trail.

I’m a battle rap machine, wired up for destruction,
Crowds feed off my rage, I’m volcanic eruption.
You may be the prophet, but I’m the technician,
Dissecting every legend with obsessive ambition.

[Tupac]
Em, you’re raw, no question, your fire never dull,
But my rhymes birthed movements, yours just cut at the skull.
I died for my truth, every lyric was my last,
Turned my struggles into lessons, my future into past.

You’re a master of wordplay, but I’m eternal flame,
No gimmicks, no alter ego, the world knew my name.
So call it a clash, but this truth you can’t sever,
Legends don’t lose — they both live forever.

[Eminem]
See, Pac, I’m the storm that you never prepared for,
Twist lines into knives, crowd screaming for encore.
Your legacy’s gold, but my flow’s like uranium,
Explosive in a booth, set fire to a stadium.

I’m the product of pain, raised by venomous nights,
Turned addiction into diction, wrong into rights.
You had the vision, but I got the longevity,
I’m still here ripping beats while they build your legacy.

[Tupac]
Longevity’s cool, but what you giving the youth?
I gave ‘em pride, gave ‘em justice, gave the world truth.
You spit for catharsis, I spit to inspire,
My words lit rebellions, set whole hoods on fire.

Yeah, you sharp with your syllables, clever and witty,
But I spoke for every mother raising sons in the city.
You’re a jester of pain, I’m a preacher of hope,
One cut wounds deep, the other teaches to cope.

[Eminem]
Hope’s noble, Pac, but bars ain’t charity,
I expose raw scars, strip illusions of clarity.
I don’t preach, I confess, every rhyme is a mirror,
Fans feel my insanity, truth couldn’t be clearer.

You marched with a message, but I torch with precision,
Fans chant my name like a cult on a mission.
Different paths, same stage, two styles collide,
I’m chaos incarnate, you’re the voice that guides.

[Tupac]
Chaos is fleeting, brother, but vision is lasting,
I gave the world blueprints while the system was blasting.
I spit power in poetry, made the struggle poetic,
While your bars hit hard, mine were unapologetic.

See, you’re lightning, Em — a flash, bright and loud,
But I’m thunder in the distance that still shakes the crowd.
Call it rage versus reason, pain versus pride,
Two kings on a mic — but history decides.

Eminem vs Tupac – Fantasy Rap Battle (Arell Hall Presents)

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