歌手:Eminem
专辑:《Encore》

作词 : Mike Elizondo/Marshall Mathers/Andre R. Young/Curtis Jackson/Nathaniel Hale
作曲 : Mike Elizondo/Marshall Mathers/Andre R. Young/Curtis Jackson/Nathaniel Hale
There's not much you could do or say to phase me
People think I'm a little bit crazy
I get it from all angles, even occasionally Doc Dre-zie
Will have to step in every once in a while to save me
To make me stop and think about it 'fore I just say things
Sometimes I forget what other people just may think
A lot of rappers probably wouldn't know how to take me
If they heard some ****, I'd lay the tape 'fore they erased me
I may be a little too fast-paced and racy
Sometimes the average listener rewinds and plays me
Twenty times 'cause I say so many rhymes it may seem
Like I'm goin' too fast 'cause my mind is racing
And I could give a **** what category you place me
Long as when I'm pushing up daisies
And gone as long as you place me amongst one of them greats
When I hit the heavenly gates, I'll be cool beside Jay-Z
For every single die-hard fan who embraced me
I'm thankful for the talent in which God gave me
And I'm thankful for the environment that he placed me
Believe it or not, I thank my mom for how she raised me
In the neighborhood daily that jumped and chased me
It only made me what I am today, see
Regardless of what anybody believes who hates me
You ain't gonna make or break me
Tryna strip me of my credibility and make me look fake, G
You're only gonna be in for a rude awakening
'Cause sooner or later you haters are all gonna face me
And when you face me with all the **** you've been saving
To say to me, you had all this time to think about it
Now don't ***** out and try to about face me
'Cause I've been patiently waiting for the day
That we finally meet in the same place to see
No matter how many battles I been in and won
No matter how many magazines on my ***s
No matter how many emcees I eat up
Oh, it's never enough
No matter how many battles I been in and won
No matter how many magazines on my ***s
No matter how many emcees I eat up
Oh, oh, it's never enough
My flow's untouchable, now you gotta face it
Uh-oh, it gets worse when I go back to the basics
You gon' say the wrong **** and get your whole face *****
The smell of victory, love it so much, I can taste it
I spot my target, ***** **, direct ***
***** **, your peace talk, save it
Your **** sounds dated, you're overrated
I'm obligated to study your moves then crush you mother******s
If I'm the best and the worst, then God's gift is a curse
Soldier trained to destroy – you payin' attention, boy?
I spit ****, slick ****, so quick you miss it
To be specific I go ballistic as hieroglyphic
My music is a drug, press play, you ain't gotta ***** **
***** ** ** *** **, **** **, *** ** ** **** **
It'll get you **** over and over, but you gotta cop it
When it's hot, it's hot, your hatin' is undeniable, stop it
No matter how many battles I been in and won
No matter how many magazines on my ***s
No matter how many emcees I eat up
Oh, it's never enough
No matter how many battles I been in and won
No matter how many magazines on my ***s
No matter how many emcees I eat up
Oh, oh, it's never enough