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Eminem - Rock Bottom
- I feel like I'm walking a tight rope without a circus net
- Poppin' Percocet, I'm a nervous wreck
- I deserve respect, but I work a sweat for this worthless check
- I'm about to burst this TEC at somebody to reverse this debt
- Minimum wage got my adrenaline caged
- Full of venom and rage, especially when I'm engaged
- And my daughter's down to her last diaper
- It's got my ass hyper
- I pray that God answers—maybe I'll ask nicer
- Watchin' ballers while they're flossin' in their Pathfinders
- These overnight stars becoming autograph signers
- We all long to blow up and leave the past behind us
- Along with the small fries and average half pinters
- But player haters turning bitch like they have vaginas
- ‘Cause we see them dollar signs and let the cash blind us
- Money'll brainwash you and leave your ass mindless
- When snakes slither in the grass spineless
- My life is full of empty promises and broken dreams
- I'm hopin' things look up, but there ain't no job openings
- I feel discouraged, hungry and malnourished
- Livin' in this house with no furnace, unfurnished
- And I'm sick of working dead end jobs with lame pay
- And I'm tired of being hired and fired the same day
- But fuck it—if you know the rules to the game, play!
- ‘Cause when we die, we know we all going the same way
- ‘Cause it's cool to be player, but it sucks to be the fan
- When all you need is bucks to be the man, plus a luxury sedan
- Or comfortable and roomy in a 6
- But they threw me in the mix with all these gloomy lunatics
- Who walk around depressed
- And smoke a pound of cess a day
- And yesterday went by so quick it seems like it was just today
- My daughter wants to throw the ball
- But I'm too stressed to play
- Live half my life and throw the rest away
- There's people that love me and people that hate me
- But it's the evil that made me
- This backstabbin', deceitful and shady
- I want the money, the women, the fortune and fame
- If it means I end up burning in Hell, scorchin' in flames
- If it means I'm stealing your checkbook and forgin' your name
- This lifetime bliss for eternal torture and pain
- ‘Cause right now, I feel like just hit the rock bottom
- I've got problems—now everybody on my block's got 'em
- I'm screaming like them two cops when 2Pac shot 'em
- Holding two Glocks, hope your doors got new locks on 'em
- My daughter's feet ain't got no shoes or socks on 'em
- And them rings you wearing
- Look like they got a few rocks on 'em
- And while you flaunt 'em
- I could be taking 'em to shops to pawn 'em
- I got a couple of rings and a brand new watch—you want 'em?
- ‘Cause I ain't never went gold off one song
- I'm runnin' up on someone's lawn, with guns drawn
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