Intro: Eminem
Sometimes you just feel tired, feel weak
When you feel weak, you feel like you just wanna just give up
But you gotta search within you, try and find that inner strength
And just pull that [bad word] out of you, and get that motivation not to give up
And not be a quitter no matter how bad you wanna just fall flat on your face.

Verse: Eminem
Till I collapse I'm spillin' these raps long as you feel 'em
Till the day that I drop you'll never say that I'm not killin' 'em
Cuz when I am not, then I'ma stop pinnin' 'em and
I am not hip-hop and I'm just not Eminem
Subliminal thoughts, when I'ma stop sendin'
'em, women are caught in webs, spin 'em and hock venom Adrenaline shots of penicillin could not
Get the illin' to stop, amoxacillin's just not real enough

Verse: 50 Cent

Now don't think I won't hit you, cause I'm popular
I got a P-90-Roog that'll pop at ya
Catch you slippin' I'm a give ya what I got for ya
My clip loaded for 16 shots for ya
Ya'never had a hot gun on ya waist or blood on ya shoes
Cause a [bad word] went and said the wrong [bad word] to you
Homie you ain't been through What I been through You not like me And I'm not like you
I'm like a animal when I spit it's crazy
Got semi-autos that put wholes in niggas tryna play me One shot is not enough, you need at least an oozie to move me After 4 bottles of don
The kid start feelin' woozie I write my life
You write what you've seen in gangsta movies
I'm gangsta to the core, [bad word] you can't move me
I find my space at the top I got this rap [bad word] locked I've never heard of you You've heard of me, I'll murder you Spit shells at your convertable As long as you notice
Richard Poor hallows still go through ya door
This is war You scared of me Your not prepared for me The Kid is back 50 Cent I know you like that

Verse: Eminem

The criminal cop killin' hip-hop villiana
Minimal swap to cop millions of Pac listeners [bad word]  with me, feel it or not you're gonna fear it Like I showed ya the spirit of God lives in us You hear it a lot lyrics to shock,
Is it a miracle Or am I just a product of pop fizzin' up? Fa shizzel my wizzel, this is the plot
Listen up,You bizzels forgot slizzel does not give a [bad word]  [bad word]  Nate Dogg

Till the [bad word] 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 [bad word] till my bones collapse
Till the [bad word] off
Till the lights go out
Till my legs give out
Can't shut my mouth
Till the smoke clears out
I high, perhaps?
I'ma rip this [bad word] till my bones collapse

Verse: Eminem

Music is like magic, theres a certain feelin'
You get when you're real,and you spit and people are feelin' ya [bad word] This is your moment,
and every single minute you spittin try'n hold on to it 'cuz you may never get it again
So while you're in it try to get as much [bad word] as you can And when [bad word] is over Just admit when it's at its end 'Cuz I'm at the end of my wits with half the [bad word] gets in I got a list
Here's the order of my list that it's in -
It goes Reggie, Jay-Z, Tupac… (Echoes)

Verse: 2Pac

Where my thugs at
Huh, increase the doses, bustin whoever closest
Thug livin, [bad word] or prison, never losin my focus
I`m makin money moves manditory
In a discussion my past records tell a story
Picture niggaz [bad word] and still bustin
til the cops [bad word]  duck in abandoned buildings Ditchin my gun, homeboy the [bad word] villain
I live the lifestyles of [bad word] dealers, but now legit list So I laugh til I cry, when the [bad word] get me No baby momma drama, [bad word] miss me, why plant seeds in a dirty [bad word]  waitin to trick me, not the life for me Livin carefree