Lyrics:

(background) yo left, yo left, yo left, right, left sometimes you just feel tired you feel weak and when you feel weak you feel like you wanna just give up but you gotta search within you try find that inner strength just pull that shit outta you ang 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 im spillin these raps, long as you feel em to the day that i drop, you'll never say that im not killin em cuz when i am not, then imma stop pinnin em and i am not hip hop and im just not Eminem subliminal thoughts when imma stop sendin' them women are caught in webs, spin em and hock venom adrenaline shots of pennacillin could not get the illin' to stop amoxacillin is not real enough. The criminal cop killin', hip-hop villain a minimal swap to cop millions of Pac listners, 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 a product of pop fizzin up? Fo shizzle my wizzle, this is the plot, listen up.. You bizzles forgot, slizzle does not give a FUCK! till the roof comes off, till the lights go out till my legs give out, cant shut my mouth till the smoke clears out, and my high wear out imma rip this shit, till my bones collapse till the roof comes off, till the lights go out till my legs give out, cant shut my mouth till the smoke clears out, and my high wear out imma rip this shit, till my bones collapse... music is like magic there's a certain feeling you get when you real and you spit and people are feeling your shit-a