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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 k**ing '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 k**ing 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**
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** as you can
And when your run is over just admit when it's at it's end
'Cause I'm at the end of my wits with half this sh** 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, 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** 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'm a not to go against me, smart
And it's 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 d**h 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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