Eminem His palms are sweaty, knees weak, arms are heavy There's vomit on his sweater already, mom's spaghetti He's nervous, but on the surface he looks calm and ready To drop bombs, but he keeps on forgetting What he wrote down, the whole crowd goes so loud He opens his mouth, but the words won't come out He's chokin, how everybody's jokin now The clock's run out, time's up, over bloah Snap back to reality, Oh there goes gravity Oh, there goes rabbit, he choked He's so mad, but he won't give up that No, he won't have it, he knows his whole back city ropes It don't matter, he's dope He knows that, but he's broke He's so stacked that he knows When he goes back to his mobile home, that's when it's Back to the lab again yo This whole rap s**t Better go capture this moment and hope it don't pass him