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eminem - victory (remix) كلمات الأغنية

[verse 1: eminem]
’til i collapse i’m spillin’ these raps long as you feel ’em
’til the day that i drop you’ll never say that i’m not k!llin’ ’em
‘cause when i am not, then i’ma stop pennin’ ’em
and i am not hip-hop and i’m just not eminem
subliminal thoughts, when i’ma stop sendin’ ’em?
women are caught in webs, spin ’em and hock venom
adrenaline shots of penicillin could not get the illin’ to stop
amoxicillin’s just not real enough
the criminal, cop-k!llin’, hip-hop villain
a minimal swap to cop millions of pac listeners
you’re comin’ with me, feel it or not
you’re gonna fear it like i showed you 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 fizzin’ up?
fa shizzel, my wizzel, this is the plot, listen up
you bizzels forgot, slizzel does not give a f-ck

[verse 2: eminem]
music is like magic, there’s a certain feelin’ you get
when you real and you spit, and people are feelin’ your sh-t
this is your moment, and every single minute you spend
tryna hold on to it ’cause you may never get it again
so while you’re in it, try to get as much sh-t as you can
and 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 sh-t 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 sh-t does not offend me
that’s why you see me walk around like nothing’s botherin’ me
even though half you people got a f-ckin’ problem with me
you hate it, but you know respect you got to give me
the press’s wet dream, like bobby and whitney — nate, hit me!

[verse 3: eminem]
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 nothin’ 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 is i would rather sit back and bomb some rappers
so this is like a full-blown attack i’m launchin’ at ’em
the track is on some battlin’ raps, who wants some static?
‘cause i don’t really think that the fact that i’m slim matters
a plaque and platinum status is whack if i’m not the baddest, so

[outro: eminem]
yo, yo, yo, yo

- eminem

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