Album Name

Music To Be Murdered By - Side B (Deluxe Edition)

Artist

Eminem

Genre

랩/힙합

Release Date

2020.12.18

Release Agency

Universal Music Group

Yeah
You know I've been around
for a while now
Not sure
if I have much left to prove
Yeah I do haha
I look at me now I'm thinkin
Damn
How proud of me I am
What I did
it's nothin' to sneeze at
Even if your allergies are bad
I'm up in a balcony in France
I look around I see the fans
How they surround me in the stands
Probably could drown
in a sea of hands
They hollerin' Shady
Yellin' it out to me
and that's what I mean when I say
That one day someway somehow
if I get a chance to get a crowd
I'll flip it around
and have a crowd give me
the chance
I've done it all man
But in actuality I haven't yet
Where am I supposed to go
from here
Oh hey oh-oh-oh
Really I have no idea
All I know it's every time
I think I hit my ceiling
I go higher
than I've ever fuckin' been
Where am I supposed
to go from here
Oh hey oh-oh-oh
Really I have no idea
All I know it's every time
I think I hit my ceiling
I go higher
than I've ever fuckin' been
Got no time for no haters
in this bitch
Or toleration for this shit
But like medication my dedication
And the time it takes
to do this shit
Reminds me
of how an overcrowded hospital
waitin' room'll get
But I mean it's maybe
I have more patience
than I'm able to admit
Yeah but I'm still mentally
stable as a three-legged table
in this bitch
Fame was a switch
but I was grateful
to trade that shit for
the trailer with the hitch
Thought it would made me
a ravin' lunatic
But I made it through
to my situation I hit pay dirt
Now I get paper
like a stapler in this bitch
But just 'cause I made
a little bit of change
Don't mean I've changed
a little bit
Brain full of wit dangerous
can't extinguish this English
language when it's lit
Now I'm just paradin'
you would still get Shady
'til I'm eighty
To I spit this crazy
even Grady knows I'ma blow
Better get the handkerchief
again haha
Where am I supposed
to go from here
Oh hey oh-oh-oh
Really I have no idea
All I know it's every time
I think I hit my ceiling
I go higher
than I've ever fuckin' been
Know I talk about
this shit a lot
Where am I supposed
to go from here
Oh hey oh-oh-oh
Really I have no idea
All I know it's every time
I think I hit my ceiling
I go higher
than I've ever fuckin' been
Oh now what am I gonna do
Can't nothing hold me
I'm on the loose
Born a winner damn
it's so hard to lose
I can do it and do it
when I'm tryin' to
When my records flop
they still go through the roof
This atmosphere's for a chosen few
Who was on their grind
to get money moves
And you ain't gon' get that
if you want it down
You gotta take shots
with 100 proof
Check that
Been in survival mode
Since a five year old
it was I alone
Since my trike was stole
spiral notebook and microphone
But lookin' back
how bad it was then
If it hadn't been
for the pad and the pen
Addict mom and deadbeat dad
I wouldn't have the savage within
Havin' to win
every single battle I'm in
All I ever wanted was to be an MC
Tediously I wrote obediently
believing in me
EPMD must've had teachin' degrees
Learn to defeat enemies
with the ink
thinkin' of these rhymes
Would be as easy
as eatin' graffiti
Would be like remedial readin'
to me Yeah
'Til my last breath
leave my lungs
I'ma beat my drums Yeah
For the streets I'm from Yeah
The East side slums Yeah
Gotta remind em Yeah
I take a foe out Yeah
like fee-fi-fum
You see my finger What
you see my thumb What
You see my fist fuck a peach
pipe bum What
For the smoke but it's not the
weed I want What
With this beat I brung
for the beef I come Woo
But you better bring it
if you wanna reply from
'Cause for you
to be lyrically inclined
it'd be a steep climb up
That'll be an uphill battle
But I'm off kickin' feet
in the recliner
And I think I'm up
'Bout to go out on a limb
like a tree climber
Time to push
my ceiling higher 'cause
Where am I supposed
to go from here
Oh hey oh-oh-oh
Really I have no idea
All I know it's every time
I think I hit my ceiling
I go higher
than I've ever fuckin' been
For the last time
Where am I supposed
to go from here
Oh hey oh-oh-oh
Really I have no idea
All I know it's every time
I think I hit my ceiling
I go higher than I've ever
fuckin' been