Sometimes you just feel tired, feel weak And when you feel weak, you feel like you wanna just give up But you gotta search within you, try to 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 spillin these raps long as you feel'em Till the day that I drop you'll never say that I'm not killin'em Cause 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 hoch venom Adrenalin shots of penicillin could not get the illin to stop Amoxacillin's just not real enough The criminal cop killin hip-hop villain A minimal swap to cop millions of 'Pac listeners You're comin 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 product of pop fizzin up? Fo' shizzle my wizzle, this is the plot, listen up You bizzles forgot, Slizzel 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 bones collapse [x2]
Music is like magic, there's a certain feelin you get When you real and you spit an' people are feelin your shit This is your moment, and every single minute you spend Tryin to hold on to it cause you may never get it again So while you're in it, try to get as much shit as you can And when your run is over just admit when it's at its end Cause I'm at the end of my wits with half the shit gets in I got a list here's the order of my list that it's in It goes Reggie, Jay-Z, Tupac and Biggie Andre from OutKast, 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 shit does NOT offend me That's why you see me walkin around like nothin's botherin me Even though half you people got a fuckin problem with me You hate it but you know respect you got to give me The press's wet dream like Bobby and Whitney, Nate hit me
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 bones collapse
Soon as the verse starts, I eat at an MC's heart What is he thinkin? How not to go against me, smart! And it's absurd, how people hang on ev-ery 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 death of me first Cause in my heart of hearts I know nothin could ever be worse That's why I'm clever when I put together ev-ery verse My thoughts, are sporadic, I act, like I'm a addict I rap, like I'm addicted to smack like I'm Kim Mathers But I don't wanna 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 launchin at 'em The track is on some battlin raps who want some static? Cause I don't really think that the fact that I'm Slim matters? A plaque and platinum status is wack if I'm not the baddest, so
Until the roof Until the roof The roof comes off The roof comes off Until my legs Until my legs Give out from under me I will not fall, I will stand tall Feels like no one can beat me