Till I Collapse

Album: The Eminem Show (2003)

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Sometimes you just feel tired, feel week. When you feel weak, you feel like you want to just give up. But youŽve 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 spillinŽ these raps As long as you feelŽem. Until the day that I drop You will never say that I am not killinŽem. ‘Cause when I am not, then I ama stop pinninŽem And IŽm not hip hop, & I am just not Eminem. Subliminal thoughts, when I ama stop sendinŽem Women are caught in webs SpinŽem & hock venom Adrenaline shots of peniciline could not get illinŽ to stop AmoxacillineŽs just not real enough. The criminal cop killinŽ 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 fizzinŽ 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 CanŽt 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 feelinŽ 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 walkinŽround like nothing is bothering me. Even though half you people got a f*ckinŽ problem with me. You hate it but you know respect youŽve got to give me. The pressŽs wet dream like Bobby & Whitney. Nate hit me…

Until the roof comes off Until the lights go out Until my legs give out CanŽt 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 MCŽs 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 launchinŽ 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 CanŽt 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, IŽll not fall. IŽll stand tall. Feels like no one can beat me