'No Favors', Heated Verses by Eminem in Collaboration with Big Sean

Eminem calls President Trump a ‘Bitch’ on Big Sean’s ‘No Favors’ — from Sean’s latest album ‘I Decided’ which features various collaborations, including Migos, Eminem and others.

Eminem first took some time off (in October 2016) from working on an album to drop “Campaign Speech”. As he was getting ready to release new music, the heat of our daily life under the political storm of the elections had clearly touched pop culture climates way too deep in Eminem. In “Campaign Speech”, Eminem joined his voice to activists and artists in the hip-hop community starting an uphill political battle against the Trump administration, slamming Trump in an explosive eight-minute freestyle, where the rapper shared a passionate political commentary about the 2016 election and slammed Trump’s supporters.

Now, Slim Shady who is not a fan of President Donald Trump, had some choice words for the 70-year-old commander in chief, as heard in one particularly heated verse on “No Favors,” his new collaboration with Big Sean. Appearing on Big Sean’s ‘No Favors’, Emimen spit some fire lines aimed at President Donald Trump. “I’m anti/ Can’t no government handle a commando/ Your man don’t want it/ Trump’s a bitch/ I’ll make his whole brand go under.”

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Big Sean took to Twitter to thank Eminem for the contribution to his album, writing, “No Favors feels like back to back homeruns, you f—in destroyed this verse! Thank you for blessing the album w/ this! #Detroit.”

Since the release of Big Sean’s album on Friday, hip-hop fans have been going crazy over Eminem’s verse, and Big Sean shares their same feelings. During an interview with Beats 1 Radio, Sean recalled hearing Eminem’s “No Favors” verse and saying, “wow.”

Big Sean says the track came together as a reward for his patience. “I worked with [Eminem] previously on his song ‘Detroit Vs. Everybody’ [in 2014] and it was a big deal for me,” he tells EW. “And not just because we’re from the same hometown but because he’s one of the best ever. Ever. So I approached him about ‘No Favors.’ He told me he loved it but that he didn’t know if he’d have time to do it.”

On the track, Big Sean references the ongoing water crisis in Flint, Mich., a cause which sits close to both Detroit rappers’ hearts.

And it wouldn’t be Shady if he didn’t take aim at popular figures. With Donald Trump dominating the news cycle, Eminem took lyrical jabs at the country’s new president. But conservative commentator Ann Coutler also ends up in the mix with Emimen threatening to defile her with a Klan poster in order to make an example of her on behalf of injustice victims Sandra Bland and Philando Castile.

Eminem’s feature on Big Sean’s new album is a collaboration for the ages, something that Big Sean himself describes as “a crazy surprise.” Listen to the track below, as well as find here how users on Twitter are rating Eminem’s guest verse.

No Favors lyrics by Big Sean, featuring Eminem (Album I Decided)

[Hook: Big Sean]
Make it, make it, make it, boy, we gotta make it
You can save your hand, I ain’t gotta shake it
Everything lined up for the takin’
And what I need from ’em? No favors
Clique too big, bread gotta break it
‘Cause these others lowkey with the snakin’, fakin’
Everything lined up for the takin’
And what I need from ’em? No favors, no favors
What I need? No favors
Everything lined up for the takin’
And what I need from ’em? No favors

[Verse 1: Big Sean]
I’m about gettin’ the job done, boy up every night
I’m about rollin’ a seven when I toss up the dice
I’m about gettin’ my logo off, flooded with ice
I’m about takin’ a risk that might fuck up your life
Tell ’em point and shoot like camera crews
In front of cameras too (Brrr!)
Damn, Sean, what happened to the humble attitude?
I’m like, “Niggas took the flow, but I’m still standin’ too.”
Thought I had the Midas touch
And then I went platinum too
Motherfuck all your comparisons
I’ve been talking to God like that’s my therapist
I’m African-American in America
I ain’t inherit shit, but a millionaire under 30
So He must be hearin’ shit
Don, don, don life, I do this for the crib
The D to Flint, kids who get sick with lead
Others get hit with the lead
From where they need a handout
But they tell you put hands up
Only deals I have is from the Sam’s Club
Now it’s blue blood in my veins
Though you know what I came for
Born in a world going where they told me I can’t go
In my lane, though, I’m in the same boat as Usain Bolt
Get ahead by any means so the head’s what I aim for
When my grandma died, I realized I got an angel
Show me everything’s a blessing dependin’ on the angles
Look, I am the anomaly, never needed favors or apologies
That’s my new lifetime policy
Woodgrain steering wheel, this bitch feel like a pirate ship
How many hot verses ’til you bitches start acknowledgin’
The pictures we been paintin’? My nigga
Connected to a higher power
How I know? ‘Cause I don’t write this shit, I think it, my nigga
Look, all I ever did was beat the odds
‘Cause when you try to get even it just don’t even out
Never stoppin’ like we hypnotized
Watch what we visualize on the rise, be the G.O.A.T.
While we alive, when we die, we gon’ be the gods

[Hook: Big Sean]
Make it, make it, make it, boy, we gotta make it
You can save your hand, I ain’t gotta shake it
Everything lined up for the takin’
And what I need from ’em? No favors
Clique too big, bread gotta break it
‘Cause these others lowkey with the snakin’, fakin’
Everything lined up for the takin’
And what I need from ’em? No favors, no favors

[Verse 2: Eminem]
If she was flavor, I won’t save her
No taste buds, ho, later!
Fuck you lookin’ at, hater?
I saw them eyes, like an ass raper
Try to copy my swag like a cheating classmate
I’ll be the last face you see before you pass
When you get your fuckin’ ass graded like a math paper
So ahead of my time, “late” means I’m early
My age is reversing, I’m basically 30
Amazingly sturdy, zany and wordy
Brainy and nerdy, blatantly dirty
Insanely perverted, rapey and scurvy
They blame me for murdering Jamie Lee Curtis
Said I put her face in the furnace, beat her with a space heater
A piece of furniture, egg beater, thermos
It may be disturbing, what I’m saying’s cringeworthy
But I’m urinating on Fergie, call Shady number 81
Surely I’m turning into the Aaron Hernandez of rap
State of emergency, the planet’s having panic attacks
Brady’s returning, matter of fact I may be deserving
Of a pat on the back, like a Patriots jersey
Inexplicable stomach growl from the pit of it
Like a fuckin’ Terrier hittin’ it
Despicable, dumb it down, ridiculous
Tongue is foul, shoot off at the fuckin’ mouth
Like a missile, a thunder cloud
Hundred pound pistol, pull the trigger, this gun will sound
And you’ll get a round, like Digital Underground
And fuck Ann Coulter with a Klan poster
With a lamp post, door handle, shutter
A damn bolt cutter, a sandal, a can opener, a candle, rubber
Piano, a flannel, sucker, some hand soap, butter
A banjo and manhole cover
Hand over the mouth and nose smother
Trample ran over the tramp with the Land Rover
The band, the Lambo, Hummer and Road Runner
Go ham donut, or go Rambo, gotta make an example of her
That’s for Sandra Bland, ho, and Philando
Hannibal on the lamb, no wonder I am so stubborn
I’m anti, can’t no government handle a commando
Your man don’t want it, Trump’s a bitch
I’ll make his whole brand go under (Yeah)
And tell Dre I’m meeting him in L.A
White Bronco like Elway, speeding
I’m bout to run over a chick, Del Rey CD in?
Females stay beatin ‘em, bet you they’ll lay bleeding
And yell, “Wait!” pleading—but screaming is pointless
Like feeding Michel’le helium
Leaving them pale-faced, medium-sized welt
Straight treating ’em like a cellmate
Seedy, I’m climbing hell’s gate
Bitch, I’m like your problems: self-made
Meaning someone else’s help ain’t needed, ’cause I’ma…

[Hook: Big Sean]
Make it, make it, make it, boy, we gotta make it
You can save your hand, I ain’t gotta shake it
Everything lined up for the takin’
And what I need from ’em? No favors
Clique too big, bread gotta break it
‘Cause these others lowkey with the snakin’, fakin’
Everything lined up for the takin’
And what I need from ’em? No favors, no favors
What I need? No favors
Everything lined up for the takin’
And what I need from ’em? No favors

[Outro]
(I know you feeling yourself right now
But I’m not sure she’s the one
I would call them in)
“Hey, I’m outside.”
What are you doing here?