[Intro]
'Cause, sometimes, you just feel tired
Feel weak, and when you feel weak
You feel like you wanna just give up
But chu gotta search within you
Try da find that inner strength and just pull 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 fall flat on your face and collapse
[Verse 1]
’Til I collapse, I'm spitting these raps long as you feel 'em
’Til the day that I drop, you'll never say I'm not killing 'em
'Cause when I am not, then I'ma stop penning 'em
And I am not hip-hop, and I'm just not Eminem
Subliminal thoughts, when I’ma stop sending ’em?
Women are caught in webs, spin 'em and hock venom
Adrenaline shots of penicillin could not get the illing da stop
Amoxicillin’s just not real enough
The criminal, cop-killing, hip-hop villain
A minimal swap-to-cop millions of Pac listeners
You're coming with me, feel it or not
You're gonna fear it like I showed ya the spirit of God lives in us
You hear it a lot, lyrics to shock
Is it a miracle or am I just product of pop fizzing up?
Fa' shizzle, my wizzle, this is the plot, listen up
You bizzles forgot, Slizzle does not give a fuck
[Chorus 1]
Until the roof
The roof comes off
Until my legs
[Verse 2]
Music is like magic, there’s a certain feeling you get
When you real and you spit, and people are feeling your shit
This is your moment, and every single minute chu spend
Tryna hold on do it, 'cause you may never get it again
So while you're in it, try da get as much shit as you can
So when your run is over, just admit when it's at its end
'Cause I'm at the end of my wits with half the shit that gets in
I got a list, here's the order of my list that it's in
It goes:Reggie,JAY-Z, 2Pac, and Biggie
André from OutKast,Jada,Kurupt, Nas, and then me
But in this industry, I'm the cause of a lot of envy
So when I'm not put on this list, the shit does not offend me
That's why you see me walk around like nothing's bothering me
Even though half you people got a fucking problem with me
You hate it, but cha know respect cha got to give me
The press's wet dream like Bobby and Whitney, Nate, hit me
[Chorus 1]
Until the roof
The roof comes off
Until my legs
[Verse 3]
Soon as a verse starts, I eat at an MC's heart
What is he thinking? How not to go against me, smart
And it's absurd how people hang on every word
I'll probably never get the props I feel I ever deserve
But I'll never be served, my spot is forever reserved
If I ever leave Earth, that would be the death of me first
'Cause in my heart of hearts I know nothing could ever be worse
That's why I'm clever when I put together every verse
My thoughts are sporadic,I act like I'm an addict
I rap like I'm addicted to smack like I'm Kim Mathers
But I don't wanna go forth-and-back in constant battles
The fact that I would rather sit back and bomb some rappers
So this is like a full-blown attack I'm launching at 'em
The track is on some battling raps, who want some static?
'Cause I don't really think that the fact that I'm Slim matters
A plague-and-platinum status is wack if I'm not the baddest, so—
[Chorus 2]
Until the roof
The roof comes off
Until my legs
Until the roof
The roof comes off
Until my legs
Underneath me, I
[Outro]
I will not fall
I will stand tall
Feels like no one can beat me