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 youīve 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 spillinī these raps As long as you feelīem. Until the day that I drop You will never say that I am not killinīem. ‘Cause when I am not, then I ama stop pinninīem And Iīm not hip hop, & I am just not Eminem. Subliminal thoughts, when I ama stop sendinīem Women are caught in webs Spinīem & hock venom Adrenaline shots of peniciline could not get illinī to stop Amoxacillineīs just not real enough. The criminal cop killinī 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 fizzinī 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 Canīt 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 feelinī 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 walkinīround like nothing is bothering me. Even though half you people got a f*ckinī problem with me. You hate it but you know respect youīve got to give me. The pressīs wet dream like Bobby & Whitney. Nate hit me…

Until the roof comes off Until the lights go out Until my legs give out Canīt 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 MCīs 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 launchinī 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 Canīt 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, Iīll not fall. Iīll stand tall. Feels like no one can beat me