DJ Carter vs Inane Clown Possum vs Emineminem - RAW+UNCUT

INTRO] Yeah… DJ Carter. New York to Carrollton, Georgia. Everybody thought the story ended there— Nah. That was the first chapter. [VERSE 1] I stepped in the booth with a notebook shaking, Every bar got a plot and the floor starts breaking, Came from the city where the nights stay racing, Now Georgia got me thinking, “What am I chasing?” DJ Carter, name ringing through the speakers, Turn a quiet little room into a hundred-yard bleachers, Mind moving fast, got a million ideas, Turn pressure into music, turn doubt into cheers. I don’t need a crown, I don’t need your approval, I build my own lane, then I make the removal, Every setback tried turning me into a loser, So I turned every loss into fuel for the future. [HOOK] DJ Carter, turn it up, let it blast, New city, new chapter, but I came from the past, Got a head full of dreams and a foot on the gas, They can talk about tomorrow—I’m creating it fast. DJ Carter, no filter, no fear, Put the headphones on, let the whole world hear, From New York nights to Georgia atmosphere, I made my own story and I’m writing it here. [VERSE 2] I got punchlines bouncing like a pinball machine, Every sentence got a twist you ain’t seen in your dreams, I can switch up the rhythm in the middle of a scheme, Then land on the beat like I planned every scene. Sarcastic with the confidence, clever with the pen, If I mess up one line, I’ll rewrite it again, I’m not chasing somebody else’s shadow to win, I’m building DJ Carter from the ground to the rim. Carrollton roads, late nights, headlights glowing, Everybody got a story that they probably ain’t showing, So I put mine in a verse, let the whole thing start flowing, If the door stays locked, then the window starts opening. [BRIDGE] I was told, “Slow down.” I said, “Watch me accelerate.” I was told, “Stay down.” I said, “Watch me elevate.” No borrowed identity, No copy-paste personality, DJ Carter’s own energy— Turn the chaos into melody. [VERSE 3] Now I’m laughing at the days when I thought I couldn’t make it, Every doubt on my shoulder got tired of the weight, I don’t need to be perfect, I just need to create it, Put the pen to the paper and let destiny wait. Quick with the words, but I’m thinking even quicker, Beat gets darker and the delivery gets thicker, Carter on the track like a runaway ticker, Every bar hits hard, every rhyme gets slicker. New York in my memories, Georgia in my view, Two different worlds but I learned from the two, I’m not finished with the story, there’s a whole lot to do, DJ Carter in the booth—now the chapter is new. [FINAL HOOK] DJ Carter, turn it up, let it blast, New city, new chapter, but I came from the past, Got a head full of dreams and a foot on the gas, They can talk about tomorrow—I’m creating it fast. DJ Carter, no filter, no fear, Put the headphones on, let the whole world hear, From New York nights to Georgia atmosphere, I made my own story and I’m writing it here. [OUTRO] This ain’t the end. It’s barely the beginning. DJ Carter. New York memories. Georgia nights. One microphone. One story. And a whole lot more chapters coming.