[Intro]
Sometimes you feel tired, feel weak,
When you feel weak,
you feel like you wanna just give up.
But you gotta search within you, find
that inner strength
And just pull that shit out of you, and get that
motivation not to give up
And not be a quitter no matter how bad you wanna
just fall flat on your facełand collapse
[Verse 1]
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 killin' em Cuz when I am
not,
then I'ma stop pinnin'em and I am not hip-hop and I'm just not
Eminem
subliminal thoughts, when Ima stop sendin' em, women are caught in
webs, spin 'em and hock venom,
adrenalin shots of penicillin could not get
the illin' to stop, amoxacillin's just not real enough
The criminal cop
killin', hip-hop villain a minimal swap to cop millions of Pac listeners
your
comin' with me, feel it or not you're gonna 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 product of pop fizzin' up?
Fa shizzel my wizzel, this is the plot
listen up, you bizzels forgot, slizzel does not give a fuck
[Chorus]
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 and my high burns
out,
I'ma rip this shit till my bones collapse.
Till the roof comes off, till the lights go out, (Until the roof)
till my
legs give out, can't shut my mouth (The roof comes off)
Till the smoke
clears out and my high burns out, (Until my legs)
I'ma rip this shit till my
bones collapse.(Give out from underneath me)
[Verse 2]
Music is like magic, there's a certain feeling you get when you're
real and you spit an people are feelin' ya shit
This is your moment and every
single minute you spend tryin' to hold on to it, cuz 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
cuz I'm at the end of my wits
with half the shit 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
walkin' around like nothin's bothering me, even though half you people gotta
fuckin' problem with me
you hate it but you know respect you got to give me.
The press's wet dream like Bobby an Whitney Nate hit me...