Remember the Name (feat. 50 Cent & Eminem) – Ed Sheeran – letras

Yeah, I was born a misfitGrew up 10 miles from the town of IpswichWanted to make it big, I wished it to existenceI never was a sick kid, always dismissed quick »Stick to singing, stop rapping like it’s Christmas »And if you’re talkin’ moneyThen my conversation’s shiftingMy dreams are bigger than just bein’ on the rich listMight be insanity, but people call it « gifted »My face is goin’ numbFrom the shit this stuff is mixed withWatch how the lyrics in this song might get twistedMy wife wears red, but looks better without the lipstickI’m a private guy and you know nothin’ ’bout my businessAnd if I had my 15 minutes, I must have missed them20 years old is when I came in the gameAnd now it’s eight years on and you remember the nameAnd if you thought I was goodWell, then I’m better todayBut it’s ironic how you people thoughtI’d never be greatI like my shows open-air, Tokyo to DelawarePut your phones in the air if you wanna be rockedYou know I want way more than I already gotGive me a song with Eminem and 50 Cent in the clubYou know it ain’t my time to call it a dayI wanna crack on and I wanna be paidBut it’s ’bout time, you remember the nameAyy, ayyYou know it ain’t my time to call it a dayI wanna crack on and I wanna be paidBut it’s ’bout time, you remember the nameAyy, ayy(Hey, hey, hey)I can still remember (What?)Tryna to shop a deal (Uh-huh)From Taco Bell to TRLI climbed the Billboard charts to the top untilAs fate would have it (Yup)Became an addict, funny ’cause I had pop appealBut they said time would tell (What?)If I’d prevail (Huh?)And all I did was (What?)Put Nine Inch Nails (Where?)In my eyelids now (What?)I’m seein’ diamond salesLike I’m in Zales (Yeah)Without a doubt, by any meansIf rap was skinny jeans, I couldn’t do anything in ’emI’d be splittin’ seams of DenimWhen I’m spitting schemesWhich really means, no « if », « and,  » or « butts »Are squeezin’ in betweenYou sleep on me’Cause you’re only fucking with me in your dreamsNot even when I’m on my deathbedMan, I feel like EdIt isn’t time to drop the mic yetSo why would I quit?The thought that I would stop when I’m deadJust popped in my headI said it, then forgot what I saidIt isn’t my time to call it a dayI got rap locked and I’m already paidBut it’s ’bout time, you remember the nameAyy, ayyYou know it ain’t my time to call it a dayI got rap locked and I’m already paidBut it’s ’bout time, you remember the nameAyy, ayyAin’t nobody cold as me, IDress so fresh, so cleanYou can find me in my whip, rockin’ my Fendi dripMan, you know just what I meanShining wrist with the rocks on itBuscemi’s with locks on itAnything my voice on, this shit knock, don’t it?Balenciaga saga, I’m in Bergdorf ballin’It’s just another episode, my hoes, I spoil ’emShe like the fly shit and I like to buy shitShit, I’m gettin’ stupid moneyWhat else we gon’ do with money?Bitch, we be ballin’ outThe king brings you 50 bottlesTonight we gon’ blow a checkWorry ’bout your shit tomorrowThe turn up be so real, we ’bout to get super litBoy, I’m kicking straight factsThat’s just how we do this shitTomorrow, we hangin’ over ’til we start feelin’ soberThen it’s time to start it over, here we go againYou know it ain’t my time to call it a dayI got rap locked and I’m already paidAnd it’s about time, you remember the nameAyy, ayyYou know it ain’t my time to call it a dayI got rap locked and I’m already paidBut it’s ’bout time, you remember the nameAyy, ayy(Hey, hey, hey)