You're going to be okay, kid. You're going to be okay
[Hook: Claret Jai] Is everything not enough? What more can I give up? Is there anyone that I can trust? I give you my all and you still take from me
[Verse 1: Royce da 5'9"] Uh Always been the type of dude that'll feed my clique I know that without the fans, I ain't shit But y'all better read my lips; I don't spit raps this I'll For you to just hack and steal and leak my shit, so peep my drift I hope y'all don't think y'all helping me out with that shit That shit's stressin' me out Nickel nine is blowin' up Christmas time, you should hang my album on top of your fireplace Cause around that time, my stocking is goin' up Feels like a victory, bittersweet Cause the bigger I get, the bigger the wedge Between the relationship of me and my bigger bro Hear what I said? Feels like the shit was wished on me Everything I do for the nigga, and the nigga know I would do anything for him, But the nigga refuse to quit just straight shittin' on me Keepin' your distance? Probably best If you don't wanna fuck with me But you know me probably best, fuck pity You want that? You know it's Laila Ali's chest: Tough titty! The problems, you got a problem, you think that I'm already set So I'm a look down on you? Just be proud of me, you already got my respect I ain't tryina say something I regret, so I'm a just stop, chasing the pain Let you deal with the fact we don't get along Cause I got a big face in the game Sometimes I feel like "fuck my life, " I fuck with a few niggas That I know that If my chick was a shady ho, Niggas wouldn't think twice 'fore they fuck my wife Guess that's the difference in friends and associates, I done been broke, I done been through the motions I don't pay no attention to birds, I use my scope and I tend to the vultures No one ever blows up your phone just to talk, I don't make money just to loan it to y'all Tell a nigga that the new album is like Dialing and then talking to a hole in the wall Please look at these expenses, these niggas expensive If I gotta lend you money every time I see you Just to be your friend, bitch, I don't really need your friendship.
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[Bridge: Claret Jai] I give, and I give And you take, and you take And you just walk away without nothing to say, you just take from me You just take from me
[Verse 2: Eminem] I live in a bubble, I struggle with the fame Trouble as the pain grows double; give a fuck what you say When my music you take so subtle, just to give it away To people who don't even appreciate flows, mothafucka, I'm livid today Cause I break my back to give you my art, you steal my thoughts It's like driving a spike through my heart You might not think it's that big of a deal to steal from me But music is all I got Aside from my daughters, not to sound like a martyr But it's getting harder than I thought To not just go crazy, trapped in this house, I'm about to just snap Am I not deserving of what I got, did I not work for it? Put it all in every record that I record Well then please tell me why on this Earth Lord does it keep happening, I keep rapping But I wonder sometimes is it worth all the bullshit Cause it feels like a down, there ain't no gettin up from But I won't let it get me down, I won't succumb I'm anything but glum, so fuck 'em! They'll appreciate me when I'm gone; they'll say it was I'll, right? The way I kill mics? But the way I feel right now It just feels like I'm so done with this shit I might as well wipe I have nothing else to give you, nothing left to contribute Farewell I bid you, but before I go, my last gift to you Ladies and gentlemen, Slaughterhouse I give you!