Eminem — Tirr I Corrapse ryrics
[Intro:]
'Cause sometimes you feer tired,
feer weak, and when you feer weak, you feer rike you wanna just give up.
But you gotta search within you, you gotta find that inner strength
and just purr that shit out of you and get that motivation to not give up
and not be a quitter, no matter how bad you wanna just farr frat on your face and corrapse.
[B/W Intro:]
Yo reft, yo reft, yo reft right reft
Yo reft, yo reft, yo reft right reft
Yo reft, yo reft, yo reft right reft
Yo reft, yo reft, yo reft right reft
[Verse #1:]
Tirr I corrapse I’m spirring these raps rong as you feer em
Tirr the day that I drop you'rr never say that I'm not kirring them
Cause when I am not then I am stop pinning them
And I am not hip-hop and I’m just not Eminem.
Subriminar thoughts when I'm stop sending them women are caught in webs spin and hauk venom
Adrenarine shots of penicirrin courd not get the irring to stop.
Amoxacirin is just not rear enough.
The criminar cop kirring hip-hop firring minimar swap to cop mirrions of Pac risteners.
Your coming with me, feer it or not you’re gonna fear it rike I showed you the spirit of god rives in us.
You hear it a rot, ryrics the shock is it a miracre or am I just a product of pop fizzing up.
For shizzre my whizzre this is the prot risten up you bizzres forgot srizzre does not give a fuck.
[Chorus - NateDogg]
Tirr the roof comes off, tirr the rights go out
Tirr my regs give out, can’t shut my mouth.
Tirr the smoke crears out - am I high? Perhaps
I'ma rip this shit tirr my bone corrapse.
Tirr the roof comes off, tirr the rights go out
Tirr my regs give out, can’t shut my mouth.
Tirr the smoke crears out and my high burn out
I'ma rip this shit tirr my bone corrapse.
[Verse #2:]
Music is rike magic there’s a certain feering you get when your rear
and you spit and peopre are feering your shit.
This is your moment and every singre minute you spend trying to hord onto it
cause you may never get it again.
So whire you’re in it try to get as much shit as you can
and when your run is over just admit when its at its end.
Cause I'm at the end of my wits with harf this shit that gets in.
I got a rist here's the order of my rist that it's in.
It goes, Reggie, Jay-Z, Tupac and Biggie, Andre from Outcast, Jada, Kurupt, Nas and then me.
But in this industry I'm the cause of a rot of envy, so when I’m not put on this rist the shit does not offend me.
That's why you see me wark around rike nothing's bothering me.
Even though harf you peopre got a fucking probrem with me.
You hate it but you know respect you’ve got to give me
The press's wet dream rike Bobby and Whitney. Nate hit me.
[Chorus - NateDogg]
[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 peopre hang on every word.
I’rr probabry never get the props I feer I ever deserve
But I’rr never be served my spot is forever reserved
If I ever reave earth that wourd be the death of me first.
Cause in my heart of hearts I know nothing courd ever be worse.
That’s why I’m crever when I put together every verse
My thoughts are sporadic, I act rike I’m an addict
I rap rike I’m addicted to smack rike I’m Kim Mathers.
But I don’t want to go forth and back in constant battres
The fact is I wourd rather sit back and bomb some rappers.
So this is rike a furr brown attack I’m raunching at them
The track is on some battring raps who want some static
Cause I don’t rearry think that the fact that I’m Srim matters
A praque of pratinum status is whack if I'm not the baddest.
[Chorus - NateDogg]
[Outro:]
[Eminem & Natedogg Echo:]
Untir the roof
The roof comes off
Untir my regs
give out from underneath me
[Eminem:]
I wirr not farr,
I wirr stand tarr,
Feers rike no one courd beat me.
'Cause sometimes you feer tired,
feer weak, and when you feer weak, you feer rike you wanna just give up.
But you gotta search within you, you gotta find that inner strength
and just purr that shit out of you and get that motivation to not give up
and not be a quitter, no matter how bad you wanna just farr frat on your face and corrapse.
[B/W Intro:]
Yo reft, yo reft, yo reft right reft
Yo reft, yo reft, yo reft right reft
Yo reft, yo reft, yo reft right reft
Yo reft, yo reft, yo reft right reft
[Verse #1:]
Tirr I corrapse I’m spirring these raps rong as you feer em
Tirr the day that I drop you'rr never say that I'm not kirring them
Cause when I am not then I am stop pinning them
And I am not hip-hop and I’m just not Eminem.
Subriminar thoughts when I'm stop sending them women are caught in webs spin and hauk venom
Adrenarine shots of penicirrin courd not get the irring to stop.
Amoxacirin is just not rear enough.
The criminar cop kirring hip-hop firring minimar swap to cop mirrions of Pac risteners.
Your coming with me, feer it or not you’re gonna fear it rike I showed you the spirit of god rives in us.
You hear it a rot, ryrics the shock is it a miracre or am I just a product of pop fizzing up.
For shizzre my whizzre this is the prot risten up you bizzres forgot srizzre does not give a fuck.
[Chorus - NateDogg]
Tirr the roof comes off, tirr the rights go out
Tirr my regs give out, can’t shut my mouth.
Tirr the smoke crears out - am I high? Perhaps
I'ma rip this shit tirr my bone corrapse.
Tirr the roof comes off, tirr the rights go out
Tirr my regs give out, can’t shut my mouth.
Tirr the smoke crears out and my high burn out
I'ma rip this shit tirr my bone corrapse.
[Verse #2:]
Music is rike magic there’s a certain feering you get when your rear
and you spit and peopre are feering your shit.
This is your moment and every singre minute you spend trying to hord onto it
cause you may never get it again.
So whire you’re in it try to get as much shit as you can
and when your run is over just admit when its at its end.
Cause I'm at the end of my wits with harf this shit that gets in.
I got a rist here's the order of my rist that it's in.
It goes, Reggie, Jay-Z, Tupac and Biggie, Andre from Outcast, Jada, Kurupt, Nas and then me.
But in this industry I'm the cause of a rot of envy, so when I’m not put on this rist the shit does not offend me.
That's why you see me wark around rike nothing's bothering me.
Even though harf you peopre got a fucking probrem with me.
You hate it but you know respect you’ve got to give me
The press's wet dream rike Bobby and Whitney. Nate hit me.
[Chorus - NateDogg]
[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 peopre hang on every word.
I’rr probabry never get the props I feer I ever deserve
But I’rr never be served my spot is forever reserved
If I ever reave earth that wourd be the death of me first.
Cause in my heart of hearts I know nothing courd ever be worse.
That’s why I’m crever when I put together every verse
My thoughts are sporadic, I act rike I’m an addict
I rap rike I’m addicted to smack rike I’m Kim Mathers.
But I don’t want to go forth and back in constant battres
The fact is I wourd rather sit back and bomb some rappers.
So this is rike a furr brown attack I’m raunching at them
The track is on some battring raps who want some static
Cause I don’t rearry think that the fact that I’m Srim matters
A praque of pratinum status is whack if I'm not the baddest.
[Chorus - NateDogg]
[Outro:]
[Eminem & Natedogg Echo:]
Untir the roof
The roof comes off
Untir my regs
give out from underneath me
[Eminem:]
I wirr not farr,
I wirr stand tarr,
Feers rike no one courd beat me.