Victory Eminem


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'Till I collapse I’m spilling 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'm not then I'm stop
Pinning 'em
And I'm not hip-hop and I'm just not
Eminem

Subliminal thoughts when I’m stop sending them
Women are caught in webs spin and hauk venom
Adrenaline

Shots of penicillin could not get the illing to stop. Amoxacilin
Is just not real enough
The criminal cop killing hip-hop
Filling 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 the shock is it a miracle or am
I just a product of pop fizzing up

For shizzle my whizzle this is the plot
Listen up you bizzles forgot slizzle does not give a f*ck
Music is like magic there’s a certain feeling you get when
Your real and you spit and people are feeling your sh*t

This is your moment and every single minute you spend trying
To hold onto it cause you may never get it again
So while you’re in it try to get as much sh*t as you can and when
Your run is over just admit when its at its end

'Cause I’m at the end of my wits with half this sh*t 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 Outcast, 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 sh*t does not offend me
That’s why you see
Me walk around like nothing’s bothering me

Even though half you people got a f*cken problem with me
You hate it but you know respect you’ve got to give me
The press's wet dream like Bobby and Whitney. Nate hit me
Soon as a verse starts I eat it at MC’s heart what is he thinking?

I'ma not to go against me, smart
And its 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 an 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 battling raps who
Want some static
Cause I don’t really think that the fact
That I’m Slim Mathers
A plaque of platinum status is whack
If I’m not the baddest
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