Till I collapse

Sometimes you just feel tired, you feel weak

And when you feel weak you feel like you just, wanna give up
But you gotta search within you, gotta find that inner strength
And just pull that shit outta 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

Till I collapse Im spillin these raps long as you feel em

Till the day that I drop youll never say that Im not killin em
Cus when I am not then Im gonna stop pinnin them
And I am not hip-hop and Im just not Eminem
Subliminal thoughts when Im gonna stop singing em
Women are caught in webs spin and hock venom em
Adrenaline shot, pennocilin could not get the heallin to stop
Omoxacylin is just not real enough
The criminal cop killin, hip-hop killin em, minimal squads of cop
Millions of pac listeners
Your comin with me feel it or not, your gonna fear it
Like I got something spirit of god listeners
You hear it a lot lyrics that shock
Is it a miracle or am I just a product of pac, listen up
Fazizzle my wizzle this is the plot
Listen up, You bizzles forgot slizzle does not give a fuck

To the roof comes off, to the lights go out, to my leg give out cant shut my
mouth
Till the smoke clears out, am I high perhaps, Im gonna rip this shit till my bone
collapse
X2
Music is like magic, theres a certain feeling you get
When your real and you spit and people are feeling your shit
This is your moment, and every single minute you spit it
Your trying to hold onto to it cus you may never get it again
So while youre in it try to get in as much shit as you can
And when your run is low, just admit when its at its end
Cus Im at the end of my wits with half the shit that gets in
I got a list heres the order of my list that its in
It goes Reggie, Jay-Z, Tupac and Biggie. Andre from outkast,
Jay, Korrupt, Nas and Vinnie
But in this industry Im the cause of a lot of envy
So when Im not put on the spit, this shit does not offend me
Thats why you see me walk around like nothings bothering 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 presses wet dream, like bob and your whitney
You aint kiddin me
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Soon as the verse starts I eat at a MCs heart

What is he thinking hell have to go against me, smart
It is absurd, how people hang on every word
Ill probably never get the props I feel I ever deserve
Ill never be served, my spot is forever reserved
If I ever leave earth, that will be the death of me first
Cus in my heart our hearts know nothing could ever be worse
Thats why Im clever when I put together every verse
My thoughts, are sporadic, I act like Im an addict
I brag like Im addicted to smack, like Im kim mathers
But I dont 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 Im launching at em
The track is on some battle and rap wants some static
Cus I dont really think the fact that Im slim matters
A plaque and platinum status, its whack if Im not the baddest
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