Eminem - Revival: Remix lyrics

[Intro: Eminem] Yeah, shout to everybody Who’s been on this trip with me You don’t have to, agree But if you feel like me [Verse 1: Eminem] Started from the bottom like a snowman Oh man, put that in your corncob pipe and smoke that But my battery’s low, I’ma need a boost to my pack And I know that I always got Proof at my back I called you “Proof” because I knew for a fact My ace in the hole, homie, I’m callin’ on you ‘Cause I think I’m slowly startin’ to lose faith in it, so Give me that apron and mo– –tivation to go, Hussein with the flow Fake fans left you two-faced at the show Let heartbeats loop, produce hate in my soul Layin’ vocals two days in a row True statement, hate to go down this road But there’s only one route to cross this bridge So I walk in this b**h with loose change ‘Cause all my dues paid, but this booth’s takin’ its toll But it’s never too late to start a new beginnin’ That goes for you too, so what the f** you gon’ do? Use the tools you’re given! Or you’re gon’ use the cards you’re dealt As an excuse for you to not do sh** with ’em? I used to play the loser/victim ‘Til I saw the way Proof was driven I found my vehicle and I haven’t ran out of gas yet And when they stacked decks, turn handicaps into a**ets Fanny packs, hourgla**es If time was on my side, I’d still have none to waste Man, in my younger days That dream was so much fun to chase It’s like I’d run in place While this sh** dangled in front of my face But how do you keep up the pace And the hunger pangs once you’ve won the race? When that dual exhaust is coolin’ off ‘Cause you don’t got nothin’ left to prove at all ‘Cause you done already hit ’em with the coup de grâce Still you feel the need to go full tilt That Bruce Willis, that Blue Steel, that true sk** When that wheel’s loose, I won’t lose will Do you still believe? [Bridge: Ed Sheeran] I’ve been a liar, been a thief Been a lover, been a cheat All my sins need holy water, feel it washing over me Well, little one, I don’t want to admit to something If all it’s gonna cause is pain The truth and my lies now are falling like the rain So let the river run [Chorus: Alice and the Gla** Lake] I’ve drowned in high from the ashes Now I can’t recall your laughter The smoke of everything go grasp At ends of what’s left over And the lights in every broken Blown-out window screaming, laughing I hope to feel it coursing out This is our revival [Verse 2: Eminem] Eight-year-old with the wordplay Girl, take this pole like a survey Today wasn’t my birthday But I’m caked up like a dessert tray So we’re in shape, ’cause you’re in a slurrin’ state I’m a ten, you’re an eight Like what I do before, after and durin’ rape! You wanna get into a pissin’ contest and find out who’s better? And be made a fool out of when I pull on ’em? R. Kelly with a full bladder Non-high school grad, I’m not a scholar But I’m so cold when I’m droppin’ knowledge My degrees is the same as I got in college (zero) But nobody’s hotter, you owe me my respect I owe you nada like Haloti, partner Blow me, told you I’m so dirty, homie You can throw me in some holy water With some floaties on and get the soap and try to Get the Pope to hold me while you hose me off And nope, I won’t be washed You hope to God I don’t explode I gotta blow this spot up though, I got a lotta mo’ I won’t put the sugar coating on it though ‘Cause sometimes you can feel like your energy’s expired Rap’s got you drained, dead tired, zapped You feel like a wet pile of crap But look, man, like the feds buggin’ my phone Uh huh, I get why you’re tapped But you gotta get your fire back Catch fire, get upset and fire back Is what I tell myself when times get bad ‘Cause sometimes I might get sad But I take the same advice I had And tell myself like I used to tell Hailie when life’s a drag Told her to do like her dad: don’t cry, get mad ‘Cause little baby powders belong in diaper bags I’m hyper, by the time you see this side of me I’m right in your a** (sodomy!) Foot up it, I stood up for the kid Who had to put up with the bullies at his school (at his school) You ain’t have to have no money Or go shoppin’ just to cop a f**in’ attitude (attitude) Now my dough’s amountin’ to a mountain It’s rised too high to count it Never asked to be rich, all I did was wish I had a dime for every time that I was doubted But then I think about it, then I’m enraged ‘Cause I just figured out that if I was paid For the time I spent to put the pen to the page It’d be minimum wage But it’s embedded in my head I never Hunted for the bread and bu*ter What I wanted was to be the one that they was scared of but I’m never gonna get the credit for the sweat and blood I put up in the pen, and when I’m dead I wonder Will they put me on a pedestal Or forget I was ever this incredible I guess I better go harder than ever ’cause I’ll never get another mothaf**in’ opportunity again To offend as many people with this I can simply because I can [Bridge: Beyoncé & Eminem] I walk on water But I ain’t no Jesus I walk on water But only when it freezes (f**) [Chorus: Alice and the Gla** Lake] I’ve drowned in high from the ashes Now I can’t recall your laughter The smoke of everything go grasp At ends of what’s left over And the lights in every broken Blown-out window screaming, laughing I hope to feel it coursing out This is our revival [Verse 3: Eminem] Now if you found these letters, I guess I better try to explain A lot’s happened in between them since I rised to this fame I’ve said your name but always tried to hide your face This game is crazy, I wanted to claim my love for you, but dang I never knew it’d be like this, if I did I wouldn’t have done it You ain’t asked for none of this sh**, now you’re being punished?! Things that should’ve been private with me and your mother is public I can’t stomach, they can take this fame back, I don’t want it I’ll put out this last album then I’m done with it One-hundred percent finished Fed up with it, I’m hanging it up, f** it Excuse the cursing, baby, but just know That I’m a good person, though they portray me as cold And if things should worsen, don’t take this letter I wrote As a goodbye note, ’cause your dad’s at the end of his rope I’m sliding down a slippery slope Anyways sweetie, I better go I’m getting sleepy, love, Dad… sh**, I don’t know *Ingesting d*** – *body falling* [Bridge: PHresher & Eminem] I’m at your throat like chloraseptic, ‘septic And you got strep, I’m too complex with, ‘plex with This sh** I wrote is on some next sh**, next sh** I’m at your throat, I’m feelin’ reckless, reckless, yeah (b**h!) [Chorus: Alice and the Gla** Lake] I’ve drowned in high from the ashes Now I can’t recall your laughter The smoke of everything go grasp At ends of what’s left over And the lights in every broken Blown-out window screaming, laughing I hope to feel it coursing out This is our revival [Verse 4: Skylar Gray] I’m stumbling, I can’t see straight And it’s my fault I got this way I got my hands on something great And found a way to mess it up I did my best, I tried to change But it’s just in my DNA I got my hands on something great And found a way to f** it up again [Bridge: Eminem & Joan Jett & The Blackhearts] Said can I take you home, where we can be alone? Shorty, you the sh**, girl, I ordered you to sit I know you’re probably feelin’ me more than you admit Pull up a chair, sweetie, let me order you a drink I only go to meetings court-ordered from a shrink So from the bottom to the top, floor to ceilin’ You ain’t run of the mill, you’re one in a million ‘Cause real tits are still fun But everybody knows fake tits are still better than real ones [Chorus: Alice and the Gla** Lake] I’ve drowned in high from the ashes Now I can’t recall your laughter The smoke of everything go grasp At ends of what’s left over And the lights in every broken Blown-out window screaming, laughing I hope to feel it coursing out This is our revival [Bridge: Eminem] But hey man, I was framed I know what this looks like, officers Please just give me one minute I think I can explain I ain’t murdered nobody I know these words are so nutty But I’m just here to entertain How come your shirt is so bloody? There’s a missing person, so what? He’s Got nothin’ to do with me I’m almost certain I was framed [Outro: Eminem & Mark Wahlberg] On the ones and twos, to three or four in the mornin’ Rick’s on the cut like Neosporin (Girls!) He’s mixin’ it up for me and Lauren A teddy like short for Theodore We’re outtie, five thousand I wanna f**, it’s my big dick So everybody get ready f**ing now!