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  • Title:Believe
  • Artist:Eminem
  • Album:Revival
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    作词 作曲 : Marshall Mathers
    And I, started from the, bottom
    Like a, snowman, ground up
    Like round chuck, and still put hands on you
    Staying wound up is how I spend time
    Sucker free, confidence high
    Such a breeze when I pin rhymes
    I just got the air about me
    Like wind chimes (yeah)
    Another day in the life (uh)
    Used to have to scrape to get by (yeah)
    Now my community is gated
    And I made it, and my neighbors say hi (say hi)
    I'm giving them pounds, I'm upscale now
    Guess it means I'm way in the sky
    But I still remember the days of, minimal wage for
    General labor, welfare recipients is a minor
    Look at how government assistance has made ya
    Adversity, if at first you don't succeed
    Put your temper to more use
    'Cause being broke is a poor excuse
    That shit only gives you more fuel
    Show them why you're you
    So close, God, it's like I almost got it
    But close only counts in timebombs and horseshoes
    So I uni-bomb shit (tick, tick, tick)
    No remorse
    Screw it, I'm lit, and that attitude I blew up on quick
    That's why they call me firecracker
    I grew up on wick (wick, wick, wick) with a short fuse
    I got some important news to report to
    Anyone who thought I was done, nah, bitch, not quite
    Spotlight's back on, got my faith, where's yours?
    Do you still believe
    In me?
    Didn't I get everything I had to give you to make you see?
    I'll never forget if you turn your back on me
    Now and walk out I will never let you live it down
    (I'll never quit) Do you still believe?
    Man, I know sometimes these thoughts can be harsh and cold as ice
    To me, they’re just ink blots
    I just fling them like slingshots, and so precise
    So you might want to think it over twice
    When you retards can roll the dice
    But beef will at least cost you your career
    'Cause even my cheap shots are overpriced
    But this middle finger's free as a bird
    New warhead-ed birth, you just forehead-ed on Earth
    Too short for a verse, studied his formula
    Learned how to incorporate a curse
    Point it towards corporate America
    Stick a fork in it and turn
    'Cause four-letter words are more better
    Heard the world force-fed a turd to me
    You're getting yours
    But sometimes I overdo it
    But I just get so into it
    I was there consoling you when no one knew it
    When your situation showed no improvement
    I was that door, you walked over to it
    I'm the light at the end of tunnel
    So people are always looking at me as they're going through it
    When that tunnel vision is unclear,
    Shit becomes too much to bear
    Since "Cleaning Out My Closet"
    When I was having trouble with the snare
    I'm that unrealistic prayer answered
    And I'ma get you jacked up,
    Like you’re trying to fix a flat (uh),
    When you struggle with the spare
    That double fisted bear,
    Knuckles coupled with this pair of nuts I'm cupping
    I am your fucking switch, nothing can compare
    Started from the bottom like a snowman
    Oh man, put that in your corncob pipe and smoke that
    But my battery's low
    I'm gonna need a booster in my pack
    I know I always got Proof on my back
    I called you a groupie 'cause I knew for a fact
    My insulin ho
    Homie I'm calling on you 'cause I think
    I'm slowly startin' to lose faith in it, so
    Give me that inkling and motivation to go
    Motivation to go, Hussein with the flow
    Fake fans with the two-faced that show
    Let heartbeats loot, produce hate in my soul
    Laying vocals two days in a row
    True statement, hate to go down this road
    But there's only one route to cross this bridge
    So I walk in this bitch with loose chains
    'Cause all my dues paid
    But this booth is taking its toll
    But it's never too late to start a new beginning
    That goes for you too
    So what the fuck you gon' do, use the tools you're given?
    Or are you going to use the cards
    You were dealt as an excuse for you to not do shit with them
    I used to play the loser victim
    'Til I saw the way Proof was driven
    I found my vehicle and I haven't ran out of gas yet
    And when they stacked decks, turn handicaps into assets
    Fanny packs, hourglasses
    If time was still on my side, I'd still have none to waste
    Man, in my younger days,
    That dream was so much fun to chase
    It's like I run in place
    While this shit dangled in front of my face
    But how do you keep up the pace
    And the hunger pains once you've won the race?
    When that pool of exhaust is cooling off
    'Cause you don't got nothing left to prove at all
    'Cause you done already hit them with the coup de grace
    Still you feel the need
    To go through and deal with that Bruce Willis
    That blue still, that truth still
    When that wheel's loose, I won't lose will
    Do you still believe?