‘Cause sometimes you feel tired, feel weak, and when you feel weak, you feel like you wanna just give up. But you gotta search within you, you gotta find that inner strength and just pull that shit out of you and get that motivation to not give up and not be a quitter, no matter how bad you wanna just fall flat on your face and collapse. 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 them Cause when I am not then I am stop pinning them And I am 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 fuck. 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 – am I high? Perhaps I’ma rip this shit till my bone collapse. 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 burn out I’ma rip this shit till my bone <b>…</b>