Lyrics Caterpillar - Eminem , Royce da 5'9" , King Green
You
will
not
be
able
to
stay
home
brother
You
will
not
be
able
to
plug
in,
turn
on
and
cop
out
You
will
not
be
able
to
lose
yourself
on
Scag
and
skip
out
for
beer
during
commercials
Because
the
revolution
will
not
be
televised
This
right
here
for
the
number
ones
Number
ones
here
with
your
number
one
You
ain't
number
one,
just
another
one
Now
everybody
sayin'
that
they
number
one
Ring
the
alarm,
the
caterpillar
keeps
firing
Oh,
we
in
the
war
Where
butterflies
keep
dyin'
(ah)
I'm
a
product
of
Parker,
Lewis
and
Kubiak
If
I
didn't
do
this,
where
in
the
fuck
would
you
be
at?
See
there's
a
difference
between
us,
what
I
spit
hit
arenas
You
a
drip
from
my
penis,
I
eat
lions
and
sip
hyenas
You
number
one
when
it
comes
to
slaughtering
mics
I'm
tryna
be
number
one
in
my
son
and
daughter
life
Uh,
all
you
niggas
my
lil'
rapper
babies
Y'all
my
children,
y'all
bit
my
shit
and
contracted
rabies
Don't
you
grade
me
next
to
these
rappers,
baby,
that's
degrading
My
style
got
so
many
different
facets
I
switch
into
so
many
different
passions
I'm
skippin'
class
to
be
fascinating
My
pen
is
like
Big
Ben,
this
shit's
just
a
classic
waiting
Your
favorite
rapper
come
at
me,
I
just
decapitate
him
Out
here
congratulating
these
has-beens
who
had
their
highs
These
rappers
only
won
their
matches
because
they
strategize
I'll
bring
Attica
to
these
patterns
and
here's
my
battle
cry
Ring
the
alarm,
the
caterpillar
is
firing
Oh,
we
in
a
war
Where
butterflies
keep
dyin'
(ah)
This
right
here
for
the
number
ones
Number
ones
here
with
your
number
one
You
ain't
number
one,
just
another
one
Now
everybody
sayin'
that
they
number
one
Kid
think
your
number
won't
quit
Number
one
song,
get
your
number
one
chick
Number
one
fly
with
your
number
one
kick
When
it's
all
done
then
your
number
gon'
switch
Hold
up,
wait
a
minute
Guess
what
I'ma
never
do
Show
so
much
respect
to
you
That
I
feel
like
we're
friends,
so
now
we
no
longer
competitors
That
could
be
the
death
of
you
Never
let
someone
who's
not
as
smart
as
you
gas
you
up
And
tell
you
somethin'
you
never
knew
Always
stay
professional
You
always
gon'
make
revenue
Don't
let
people
next
to
you
that
don't
want
the
best
for
you
It's
completely
normal
to
hold
on
to
a
regret
or
two
I
do
what
I
wanna
do,
they
do
what
I
let
them
do
Everything
niggas
be
sayin'
is
a
fuckin'
lie
It's
nothing
I
can
say
to
you
that
is
realer
Remember
when
you
praisin'
the
butterfly
Don't
you
ever
disrespect
the
fuckin'
caterpillar
This
right
here
for
the
number
ones
Number
ones
here
with
your
number
one
You
ain't
number
one,
just
another
one
Now
everybody
sayin'
that
they
number
one
Kid
think
your
number
won't
quit
Number
one
song,
get
your
number
one
chick
Number
one
fly
with
your
number
one
kick
When
it's
all
done
then
your
number
gon'
switch
You
lookin
at
Attila
The
psychopathic
killer,
the
caterpillar
Don't
tell
me
when
I'm
supposed
to
rap
until
Especially
when
your
favorite
rapper
isn't
even
half
as
ill
A
savage
still
The
track's
a
banana
peel,
attack
of
the
silverback
gorilla
You're
havin'
a
little
trouble
fathomin'
this
is
actually
happenin'
Like
Anderson
Silva
back
when
he
snapped
his
shin
in
half
And
then
had
shit
hangin'
by
a
flap
of
skin
After
he
tried
to
plant
the
shit
back
on
the
mat
again
Pad
to
pen
I'm
batty
like
eyelids
when
they're
blinkin'
a
lot
You
copy
me,
but
you're
not
You
can't
be
butterflies
My
offspring's
are
just
moths
I
see
that
thing,
I'ma
squash
it
and
rip
the
wings
of
it
off
So
ring
the
alarm
Pull
the
extinguishers
off
of
the
wall,
set
the
sprinklers
off
Like
Jada
Pinkett
and
Queen
Latifah
'Til
the
shingles
come
off
the
roof
We'll
shatter
the
ceilings
Slaughterhouse
in
the
building,
middle
fingers
aloft
Say
what
I
think
when
I
rhyme,
in
ink-pen
I
talk
And
the
language
I
speak
is
my
mind
Kingpin
and
Penguin
combined
Spit
like
it's
King
of
the
Dot
A
singular
thought
I
think
of
would
help
you
distinguish
A
brother
far
from
the
cream
of
the
crop
Wait
a
minute,
hold
up
Like
a
flash
card
Damn
dog,
is
that
copyin',
or
payin'
homage?
It's
sad
because
dad
taught
you
to
rap
as
a
damn
toddler
My
dad
is
your
grandfather
I
have
to
rehatch
on
you
Come
back
as
black
wasp
Half
yellow
jacket,
you
can't
swat
a
Sasquatch
dancin'
on
top
of
a
ant
Trample
it
and
stomp
it,
smash
it
and
stand
on
it
Dammit,
I
can't
stop
it
The
rap
is
a
vag'
and
I'm
goin'
in
like
a
tampon
in
this
bitch
It's
a
manslaughter
Stampin'
out
grasshoppers,
you
can't
be
no
Rap
Gods
In
fact
you're
exact
opposites
You
make
a
wack
song
and
can't
hold
a
candle
But
even
Daniel-san
whacks
off,
you
jack-offs
Need
to
come
to
grips
like
a
hand
job
The
boom
bap
is
back
with
an
axe
to
mumble
rap
Lumberjack
with
a
hacksaw
Number
one
But
my
pencils
are
number
two
'cause
that's
all
I
dos
with
'em
Poop
is
my
pseudonym
On
the
john
like
a
prostitute
when
I
droppin'
a
deuce
and
When
I'm
producing
them
lyrical
bowel
movements
These
beats
are
like
my
saloons
'Cause
these
bars
always
got
my
stools
in
'em
And
I
don't
need
Metamucil
to
loosen
them
Bitch
it
is
real
like
I
pooped
Jerusalem
I'm
'bout
to
go
spin
another
cocoon
And
I'm
cuttin'
you
from
your
mother's
womb
and
I'm
flushin'
you
1 Intro
2 Woke
3 My Parallel (Skit)
4 Caterpillar
5 Dumb
6 Who Are You (Skit)
7 Cocaine
8 Life Is Fair
9 Legendary
10 Summer On Lock (feat. Pusha T, Jadakiss, Fabolous & Agent Sasco)
11 Outside
12 Power
13 Protecting Ryan (Skit)
14 Strong Friend
15 Anything/Everything
16 First Of The Month
17 Caterpillar Remix (feat. Logic & King Green)
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