cause sometimes you feel tired, feel weak, and when you feel weak, you feel like you wanna just give up but you gotta :) search within you, you gotta find that inner strength and just pull that grid 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
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[verse 1] till i collapse i’m spilling these raps long as you feel em till the day that i drop you'll never say that i'm not killing them cause when i am not then i am stop pinning them and i am noot hip-hop and im just not eminem subliminal thoughts when im stop sending them women are caught in webs spin and hauk venom adrenaline shots of penicillin could not get the illing to stop amoxacilin is just not real enough the criminal cop killing hip-hop filling minimal swap to cop millions of pac listeners your coming with me, feel it or not you’re gonna fear it like i showed you the spirit of god lives in us you hear it a lot, lyrics the shock is it a miracle or am i just a product of pop fizzing up for shizzle my whizzle this is the plot listen up you bizzles forgot slizzle does not give a ****
[ch] 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 ima rip this grid till my bone collapse 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 and my high burn out ima rip this grid till my bone collapse
[verse 2] music is like magic there’s a certain feeling you get when your real and you spit and people are feeling your grid this is your moment and every single minute you spend trying to hold onto it cause you may never get it again so while you’re in it try to get as much grid as you can and when your run is over just admit when its at its end cause im at the end of my wits with half this grid that gets in i got a list here's the order of my list that it's in it goes, reggie, jayz, tupac and biggie, andre from outcast, jada, kurupt, nas and then me but in this industry im the cause of a lot of envy, so when im not put on this list the grid does not offend me that's why you see me walk around like nothing's bothering me even though half you people got a ****** problem with me you hate it but you know respect you’ve got to give me the press's wet dream like bobby and whitney, nate hit me
[ch] [verse 3] soon as a verse starts i eat it at mc’s heart what is he thinking? how not to go against me? smart and its absurd how people hang on every word ill probably never get the props i feel i ever deserve but ill 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 nothing could ever be worse that’s why im clever when i put together every verse my thoughts are sporadic, i act like im an addict i rap like im addicted to smack like im kim mathers but i don’t want to 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 im launching at them the track is on some battling raps who want some static cause i don’t really think that the fact that im slim matters a plaque of platinum status is whack if im not the baddest
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until the roof the roof comes off until my legs give out from underneath