Cold Shoulder
[Intro: Eminem]
Ayo, Fif, what up?
Tyler in this bitch, back on that bullshit
They gave me the cold shoulder, now I'm colder than a casket fridge
Slim Shady back, bitch—freeze your whole clique
[Verse 1: Eminem]
I came from the bottom, where dreams die like old dogs
Now I’m at the top, treat the throne like a pole, y'all—strip off
Fuck fake friends, I ghost 'em like I owe ‘em money
Now they textin’ like, “Slim, remember me?”—bitch, you funny
I gave 'em loyalty, they gavе me side-eyеs and dry lies
Now I'm heartless, veins pumpin' vodka and cyanide
Frostbite flow, middle finger to the whole scene
I ain't your OG, I'm the one that made your whole team
Fuck the flowers, fuck your praise, fuck a posthumous plaque
Say my name wrong, get your whole roster clapped
Shady!
[Hook: 50 Cent]
I gave 'em ice, they gave me hate, now the clip colder
Backseat full of demons, I don't need no chauffeur
Got that blicky in the hoodie, cold heart in the holster
You switched up, now all you gettin’s that cold shoulder
Now the clip colder, I don’t sleep, I don't fold up
Keep that .40 on the dresser like a motherfuckin’ soldier
Used to share plates, now I serve 'em like a closer
Cross me once, bitch, all you gettin's that cold shoulder
[Verse 2: Tyler, The Creator]
I'm chilly, Willy Wonka with the wrist flick
Black nail polish, but I still let that stick hit
I don’t dap snakes, I decapitate snakes
They was smilin' in my face, now they swimmin' in lakes
Cold heart, I was birthed in a freezer
Talk slick, I might dress up and show up as your preacher
Dior duffle full of sins and secrets
I'm the reason your girl stopped sendin' you cleavage
Pardon my French, I speak with a blade
Told the devil he can't rent space in my brain
I don't do clout, I do chaos and cash
And your girl gave me dome with a mask like The Flash—zoom!
[Verse 3: 50 Cent]
I'm back on my bully, back in that mode
That .45'll make 'em lean like it's code in the cold
Ain't no friends in this biz, just sharks in the bowl
I made millions off beef, I don't never let it go
You was eatin' at my table, now you food on the plate
Whole clique full of Judas, so I moved outta state
Now I ice out my pain, watch froze like a threat
Put a price on your head, now your block in my debt
[Verse 4: Eminem]
Back again like a relapse with a ski mask
Y'all act tough online, I just laugh and delete that
I been hated, underrated, aggravated, celebrated
Imitated, then they fuck around and still never made it
Cold shoulder? Nah, bitch, it's frostbite kisses
Suck my legacy, y'all just IG mentions
I don't patch shit up, I air it like a full clip
You catchin' this fade—now who wanna pull slick?
[Hook: 50 Cent]
I gave 'em ice, they gave me hate, now the clip colder
Backseat full of demons, I don't need no chauffeur
Got that blicky in the hoodie, cold heart in the holster
You switched up, now all you gettin's that cold shoulder
Now the clip colder, I don't sleep, I don't fold up
Keep that .40 on the dresser like a motherfuckin' soldier
Used to share plates, now I serve 'em like a closer
Cross me once, bitch, all you gettin's that cold shoulder
Ayo, Fif, what up?
Tyler in this bitch, back on that bullshit
They gave me the cold shoulder, now I'm colder than a casket fridge
Slim Shady back, bitch—freeze your whole clique
[Verse 1: Eminem]
I came from the bottom, where dreams die like old dogs
Now I’m at the top, treat the throne like a pole, y'all—strip off
Fuck fake friends, I ghost 'em like I owe ‘em money
Now they textin’ like, “Slim, remember me?”—bitch, you funny
I gave 'em loyalty, they gavе me side-eyеs and dry lies
Now I'm heartless, veins pumpin' vodka and cyanide
Frostbite flow, middle finger to the whole scene
I ain't your OG, I'm the one that made your whole team
Fuck the flowers, fuck your praise, fuck a posthumous plaque
Say my name wrong, get your whole roster clapped
Shady!
[Hook: 50 Cent]
I gave 'em ice, they gave me hate, now the clip colder
Backseat full of demons, I don't need no chauffeur
Got that blicky in the hoodie, cold heart in the holster
You switched up, now all you gettin’s that cold shoulder
Now the clip colder, I don’t sleep, I don't fold up
Keep that .40 on the dresser like a motherfuckin’ soldier
Used to share plates, now I serve 'em like a closer
Cross me once, bitch, all you gettin's that cold shoulder
[Verse 2: Tyler, The Creator]
I'm chilly, Willy Wonka with the wrist flick
Black nail polish, but I still let that stick hit
I don’t dap snakes, I decapitate snakes
They was smilin' in my face, now they swimmin' in lakes
Cold heart, I was birthed in a freezer
Talk slick, I might dress up and show up as your preacher
Dior duffle full of sins and secrets
I'm the reason your girl stopped sendin' you cleavage
Pardon my French, I speak with a blade
Told the devil he can't rent space in my brain
I don't do clout, I do chaos and cash
And your girl gave me dome with a mask like The Flash—zoom!
[Verse 3: 50 Cent]
I'm back on my bully, back in that mode
That .45'll make 'em lean like it's code in the cold
Ain't no friends in this biz, just sharks in the bowl
I made millions off beef, I don't never let it go
You was eatin' at my table, now you food on the plate
Whole clique full of Judas, so I moved outta state
Now I ice out my pain, watch froze like a threat
Put a price on your head, now your block in my debt
[Verse 4: Eminem]
Back again like a relapse with a ski mask
Y'all act tough online, I just laugh and delete that
I been hated, underrated, aggravated, celebrated
Imitated, then they fuck around and still never made it
Cold shoulder? Nah, bitch, it's frostbite kisses
Suck my legacy, y'all just IG mentions
I don't patch shit up, I air it like a full clip
You catchin' this fade—now who wanna pull slick?
[Hook: 50 Cent]
I gave 'em ice, they gave me hate, now the clip colder
Backseat full of demons, I don't need no chauffeur
Got that blicky in the hoodie, cold heart in the holster
You switched up, now all you gettin's that cold shoulder
Now the clip colder, I don't sleep, I don't fold up
Keep that .40 on the dresser like a motherfuckin' soldier
Used to share plates, now I serve 'em like a closer
Cross me once, bitch, all you gettin's that cold shoulder