Music is like magic, there's a certain feelin' you get
When you're real and you spit, and people are feelin' your s**t.
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 s**t 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 s**t that gets in.
I got a list, here's the order of my list that it's in.
It goes: Reggie, Jay-Z, 2Pac and Biggie,
André 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 s**t does not offend me.
That's why you see me walk around like nothing's botherin' me
Even though half you people got a ********' 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!
'Til the roof comes off, 'til the lights go out,
'Til my legs give out, can't shut my mouth.
'Til the smoke clears out and my high burns out,
I'ma rip this s**t 'til my bones collapse.
'Til the roof comes off, 'til the lights go out,
(Until the roof)
'Til my legs give out, can't shut my mouth.
(The roof comes off)
'Til the smoke clears out and my high burns out,
(Until my legs)
I'ma rip this s**t 'til my bones collapse.
(Give out from underneath me.)
Eminem - 'Til I Collapse
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@ v: Just a friendly reminder: The rules of this game state that the next song has to contain the last word of the previous song. So in your case, the post that comes after yours needs to contain together, not Heaven.
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