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Eminem ft. Nate dogg - Till I Collapse
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sometimes you just feel tired.You feel weak. And when you feel weak, you feel like you wanna just give up. But you gotta search within you,gotta find that inner strength and just pull that shit out of you, and get that motivation to not give up, and not be a quiter, no matter how bad you wanna just fall flat on your face and collapse.
Till I collapse I’m spillin' these raps, long as you feel 'em
Till the day that I drop you’ll never say that I’m not killing 'em
Cause when I am not then I am stop pennin them
And I am not hip-hop and I’m just not Eminem.
Subliminal thoughts, when I’ma stop sending them. Women are caught in webs, spin 'em and hoch venom .
Adrenalin shots of penicillin could not get the illing to stop. Amoxacilin's just not real enough.
The criminal cop killing hip-hop feeling a minimal swap to cop millions of Pac listeners.
Your coming with me, feel it or not, you’re gonna fear it like I showed you the spirit of God lives in us.
You hear it a lot, lyrics that shock. Is it a miracle or am I just product of pop fizzing up?
Fa shizzle my wizzle this is the plot, listen up... You bizzles forgot slizzl does not give a fuck!.
Till the roof comes off, till the lights go out
Till my legs give out, cant shut my mouth.
Till the smoke clears out, and my high wears out
Ima rip this shit till my bone collapse.
Till the roof comes off, till the lights go out
Till my legs give out, can't shut my mouth.
Till the smoke clears out, am I high? perhaps...
Ima rip this shit till my bone collapse.
Music is like magic there’s a certain feeling you get when you real
and you spit and people are feeling your shit.
This is your moment and every single minute you spend tryin to hold on to it cause you may never get it again.
So while you’re in it try to get as much shit as you can
and when your run is over just admit when it's at its end.
Cause I’m at the end of my wits with half the shit that gets in.
I got a list here’s the order of my list that it’s in
It goes, Reggie, Jay-Z, Tupac and Biggie, Andre from Outkast, Jada, Kurupt, Nas and then me. But in this industry I’m the cause of a lot of envy
so when I’m not put on this list the shit does not offend me.
That’s why you see me walk around like nothing’s bothering me.
Even though half you people got a fuckin problem with me.
You hate it but you know respect you got to give me
The press's wet dream like Bobby and Whitney Nate hit me.
Soon as a verse starts I eat at MC’s heart
what is he thinking, how not to go against me, smart
And it's absurd, how people hang on every word.
I’ll probably never get the props I feel I ever deserve
But I’ll never be served, my spot is forever reserved
If I ever leave earth that would be the death of me first.
Cause in my heart of hearts I know nothing could ever be worse.
That’s why I’m clever when I put together every verse
My thoughts are sporadic, I act like I’m a addict
I rap like I’m addicted to smack like I’m Kim Mathers.
But I don’t want to go forth and back in constant battles
The fact is I would rather sit back and bomb some rappers.
So this is like a full blown attack I’m launching at them
The track is on some battleing rap who wants some static
Cause I don’t really think that the fact that I’m Slim matters
A plaque and platinum status is wack if I’m not the baddest.
Until the roof (until the roof)
The roof comes off (the roof comes off)
Until my legs (until my legs)
give out from underneath me
I,I will not fall,
I will stand tall,
Feels like no one can beat me.
Eminem ft. Nate dogg - Till I Collapse
----------------------------
sometimes you just feel tired.You feel weak. And when you feel weak, you feel like you wanna just give up. But you gotta search within you,gotta find that inner strength and just pull that shit out of you, and get that motivation to not give up, and not be a quiter, no matter how bad you wanna just fall flat on your face and collapse.
Till I collapse I’m spillin' these raps, long as you feel 'em
Till the day that I drop you’ll never say that I’m not killing 'em
Cause when I am not then I am stop pennin them
And I am not hip-hop and I’m just not Eminem.
Subliminal thoughts, when I’ma stop sending them. Women are caught in webs, spin 'em and hoch venom .
Adrenalin shots of penicillin could not get the illing to stop. Amoxacilin's just not real enough.
The criminal cop killing hip-hop feeling a minimal swap to cop millions of Pac listeners.
Your coming with me, feel it or not, you’re gonna fear it like I showed you the spirit of God lives in us.
You hear it a lot, lyrics that shock. Is it a miracle or am I just product of pop fizzing up?
Fa shizzle my wizzle this is the plot, listen up... You bizzles forgot slizzl does not give a fuck!.
Till the roof comes off, till the lights go out
Till my legs give out, cant shut my mouth.
Till the smoke clears out, and my high wears out
Ima rip this shit till my bone collapse.
Till the roof comes off, till the lights go out
Till my legs give out, can't shut my mouth.
Till the smoke clears out, am I high? perhaps...
Ima rip this shit till my bone collapse.
Music is like magic there’s a certain feeling you get when you real
and you spit and people are feeling your shit.
This is your moment and every single minute you spend tryin to hold on to it cause you may never get it again.
So while you’re in it try to get as much shit as you can
and when your run is over just admit when it's at its end.
Cause I’m at the end of my wits with half the shit that gets in.
I got a list here’s the order of my list that it’s in
It goes, Reggie, Jay-Z, Tupac and Biggie, Andre from Outkast, Jada, Kurupt, Nas and then me. But in this industry I’m the cause of a lot of envy
so when I’m not put on this list the shit does not offend me.
That’s why you see me walk around like nothing’s bothering me.
Even though half you people got a fuckin problem with me.
You hate it but you know respect you got to give me
The press's wet dream like Bobby and Whitney Nate hit me.
Soon as a verse starts I eat at MC’s heart
what is he thinking, how not to go against me, smart
And it's absurd, how people hang on every word.
I’ll probably never get the props I feel I ever deserve
But I’ll never be served, my spot is forever reserved
If I ever leave earth that would be the death of me first.
Cause in my heart of hearts I know nothing could ever be worse.
That’s why I’m clever when I put together every verse
My thoughts are sporadic, I act like I’m a addict
I rap like I’m addicted to smack like I’m Kim Mathers.
But I don’t want to go forth and back in constant battles
The fact is I would rather sit back and bomb some rappers.
So this is like a full blown attack I’m launching at them
The track is on some battleing rap who wants some static
Cause I don’t really think that the fact that I’m Slim matters
A plaque and platinum status is wack if I’m not the baddest.
Until the roof (until the roof)
The roof comes off (the roof comes off)
Until my legs (until my legs)
give out from underneath me
I,I will not fall,
I will stand tall,
Feels like no one can beat me.
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