- Song Name: 'Till I Collapse
- Artist Name: Eminem
- Album: The Eminem Show
- Songwriters: Brian Harold May, Luis Edgardo Resto, Marshall B Iii Mathers, Nathaniel D Hale
- Release Date: 2002.05.26
- Label: Aftermath Records
LYRICS FOR "'Till I Collapse"
Sometimes you just feel tired
And when you feel weak
But you gotta search within you
And just pull that s*** 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
Till I collapse
Till the day that I drop you'll never say that I'm not killin' 'em
'Cause when I am not
And I am not hip-hop and I'm just not Eminem
Subliminal thoughts
Women are caught in webs
Adrenalin shots of penicillin could not get the illin' to stop
Amoxacillin's just not real enough
The criminal cop killin' hip-hop villain
A minimal swap to cop millions of 'Pac listeners
You're comin' with me
Like I showed ya the spirit of God lives in us
You hear it a lot
Is it a miracle or am I just product of pop fizzin' up?
Fo' shizzle my wizzle
You bizzles forgot
Till the roof comes off
Till my legs give out
Till the smoke clears out
I'ma rip this s***
Till the roof comes off
Till my legs give out
Till the smoke clears out
I'ma rip this s***
Music is like magic
When you real and you spit an' people are feelin' your s***
This is your moment
Tryin' to hold on to it 'cause you may never get it again
So while you're in it
And when your run is over just admit when it's at it's end
'Cause I'm at the end of my wits with half the s*** gets in
I got a list here's the order of my list that it's in
It goes Reggie
Andre from OutKast
But in this industry I'm the 'cause of a lot of envy
So when I'm not put on this list
That's why you see me walkin around like nothin's botherin' me
Even though half you people got a f*****' problem with me
You hate it but you know respect you got to give me
The press's wet dream like Bobby and Whitney
Till the roof comes off
Till my legs give out
Till the smoke clears out
I'ma rip this s***
Till the roof comes off
Till my legs give out
Till the smoke clears out
I'ma rip this s***
Soon as the verse starts
What is he thinkin'? How not to go against me
And it's absurd
I'll probably never get the props I feel I ever deserve
But I'll never be served
If I ever leave earth
'Cause in my heart of hearts I know nothin' could ever be worse
That's why I'm clever when I put together every verse
My thoughts
I rap
But I don't 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 I'm launchin' at 'em
The track is on some battlin' raps who want some static?
'Cause I don't really think that the fact that I'm Slim matters
A plaque and platinum status is wack if I'm not the baddest
Till the roof comes off
Till my legs give out
Till the smoke clears out
I'ma rip this s***
Till the roof comes off
Till my legs give out
Till the smoke clears out
I'ma rip this s***
(Until the roof)
Until the roof
(The roof comes off)
The roof comes off
(Until my legs)
Until my legs
Give out from under me
I will not fall
Feels like no one can beat me
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