| 'Cause sometimes you just feel tired, you feel weak
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| And when you feel weak you feel like you want to just give up
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| But you gotta search within you, you gotta find that inner strength
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| And just pull that shit out of you and get that motivation to not give up
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| And not be a quitter, no matter how bad you want to just fall flat on your face and collapse
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| 'Til I collapse I'm spilling these raps long as you feel 'em
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| 'Til the day that I drop you'll never say that I'm not killing 'em
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| 'Cause when I am not then I'm a stop pinning them
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| And I am not hip-hop and I'm just not Eminem
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| Subliminal thoughts when I'm stop sending them
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| Women are caught in webs spin and hock venom
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| Adrenaline shots of penicillin could not get the illin' to stop
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| Amoxicillin is just not real enough
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| The criminal cop killing hip-hop filling a
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| Minimal swap to cop millions of Pac listeners
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| You're coming with me, feel it or not
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| You're gonna fear it like I showed you the spirit of god lives in us
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| You hear it a lot, lyrics that shock, is it a miracle
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| Or am I just a product of pop fizzing up
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| For shizzle my whizzle this is the plot listen up
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| You Bizzles forgot Slizzle does not give a fuck
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| 'Til the roof comes off, till the lights go out
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| 'Til my legs give out, can't shut my mouth.
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| 'Til the smoke clears out and my high perhaps
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| I'm a rip this shit till my bone collapse.
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| 'Til the roof comes off, till the lights go out
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| 'Til my legs give out, can't shut my mouth.
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| 'Til the smoke clears out and my high perhaps
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| I'm a rip this shit till my bone collapse.
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| Music is like magic there's a certain feeling you get
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| When you're real and you spit and people are feeling your shit
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| This is your moment and every single minute you spittin'
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| Trying to hold onto it 'cause you may never get it again
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| So while you're in it try to get as much shit as you can
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| And when your run is over just admit when it's at its end
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| 'Cause I'm at the end of my wits with half the shit that gets in
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| I got a list, here's the order of my list that it's in;
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| It goes, Reggie, Jay-Z, Tupac and Biggie
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| Andre from Outkast, Jada, Kurupt, Nas and then me
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| But in this industry I'm the cause of a lot of envy
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| So when I'm not put on this list the shit does not offend me
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| That's why you see me walk around like nothing's bothering me
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| Even though half you people got a fuckin' problem with me
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| You hate it but you know respect you've got to give me
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| The press's wet dream like Bobby and Whitney, Nate hit me
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| 'Til the roof comes off, till the lights go out
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| 'Til my legs give out, can't shut my mouth.
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| 'Til the smoke clears out and my high perhaps
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| I'm a rip this shit till my bone collapse.
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| 'Til the roof comes off, till the lights go out
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| 'Til my legs give out, can't shut my mouth.
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| 'Til the smoke clears out and my high perhaps
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| I'm a rip this shit till my bone collapse.
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| Soon as a verse starts I eat at an MC's heart
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| What is he thinking? |
| Enough to not go against me, smart
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| And its absurd how people hang on every word
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| I'll probably never get the props I feel I ever deserve
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| But I'll never be served my spot is forever reserved
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| If I ever leave earth that would be the death of me first
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| 'Cause in my heart of hearts I know nothing could ever be worse
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| That's why I'm clever when I put together every verse
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| My thoughts are sporadic, I act like I'm an addict
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| I rap like I'm addicted to smack like I'm Kim Mathers
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| But I don't want to go forth and back in constant battles
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| The fact is I would rather sit back and bomb some rappers'
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| So this is like a full blown attack I'm launching at 'em
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| The track is on some battling raps who want some static
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| 'Cause I don't really think that the fact that I'm Slim matters
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| A plaque of platinum status is whack if I'm not the baddest
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| 'Til the roof comes off, till the lights go out
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| 'Til my legs give out, can't shut my mouth.
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| 'Til the smoke clears out and my high perhaps
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| I'm a rip this shit till my bone collapse.
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| 'Til the roof comes off, till the lights go out
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| 'Til my legs give out, can't shut my mouth.
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| 'Til the smoke clears out and my high perhaps
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| I'm a rip this shit till my bone collapse.
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| Until the roof (Until the roof)
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| The roof comes off (The roof comes off)
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| Until my legs (Until my legs)
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| Give out from underneath me (Underneath me, I)
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| I will not fall
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| I will stand tall
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| Feels like no one can beat me |