Album: The Eminem Show (2003)
Yo left, yo left
Yo left, right, left
Yo left,
Sometimes you just feel tired, feel week.
When you feel weak, you feel like you want to just give up.
But you´ve got to search within you.
Have got to find that inner strength
And just pull that shit outta you
And get that motivation, to not give up
And not be a quitter.
No matter how bad you want to just fall flat on your face
And collapse.
Until I collapse I am spillin´ these raps
As long as you feel´em.
Until the day that I drop
You will never say that I am not killin´em.
Cause when I am not, then I ama stop pinnin´em
And I´m not hip hop, & I am just not Eminem.
Subliminal thoughts, when I ama stop sendin´em
Women are caught in webs
Spin´em & hock venom
Adrenaline shots of peniciline could not get illin´ to stop
Amoxacilline´s just not real enough.
The criminal cop killin´ hip hop villain a minimal swap
To cop millions of Pac listeners.
You are coming with me, feel it or not
You are going to fear it like I showed ya
The spirit of God lives in us.
You hear it a lot, lyrics to shock
Is it a miracle or am I just a product of pop fizzin´ up?
Fa shizzel my whistle, this is the plot listen up.
You bizzels forgot, slizzel does not give a f*ck.
Until the roof comes off
Until the lights go out
Until my legs give out
Can´t shut my mouth
Until the smoke clears out
And my high burns out
I ama rip these shit
Until my bones collapse (x2)
Music is like magic.
Theres a certain feeling you get
When you are real, & you spit
And people are feelin´ your shit.
This is your moment, & every single minute you spend
Trynna hold on to it, cuz you may never get it again.
So while you are in it, trynna get as much shit as you can.
And when your run is over, just admit when it is in it is end.
Cuz I am at the end of my wits with half that gets in.
I got a list, here is the order of my list that it is in.
It goes Reggie, Jay Z, Tupac & Biggie
Andre from OutKast, Jada, Kurrupt, Nas & then me.
But in this industry I am the cause of a lotta envy.
So when I am not put in this list, the shit does not offend me.
That is why you see me walkin´round like nothing is bothering me.
Even though half you people got a f*ckin´ problem with me.
You hate it but you know respect you´ve got to give me.
The press´s wet dream like Bobby & Whitney.
Nate hit me
Until the roof comes off
Until the lights go out
Until my legs give out
Can´t shut my mouth
Until the smoke clears out
And my high burns out
I ama rip these shit
Until my bones collapse (x2)
Soon as a verse starts I eat at an MC´s heart.
What is he thinking?
How not to go against me, smart.
And it is absurd, how people hang on every word.
I will probably never get the props I feel I ever deserve.
But I will never be served, my spot is forever reserved.
If I ever leave Earth, that would be the death of me 1st.
Cuz in my heart of hearts I know nothing could ever be worse.
That is why I am clever when I put together every verse.
My thoughts are sporadic, I act like I am an addict.
I rap like I am addicted to smack, like I am Kim Mathers.
But I do not want to go forth & back in constan battles.
The fact is I woud rather sit back & bomb some rappers.
So this is like a full blown attack, I am launchin´ at them.
The track is on some battleing rap, who wants some static.
Cuz I do not really think that the fact that I am Slim Matters.
A plaque & platinum status is wack if I am not the baddest, so
Until the roof comes off
Until the lights go out
Until my legs give out
Can´t shut my mouth
Until the smoke clears out
And my high burns out
I ama rip these shit
Until my bones collapse (x2)
Till the roof, the roof comes off
Till my legs, give out from underneath me.
I, I´ll not fall.
I´ll stand tall.
Feels like no one can beat me.
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