Somedays I just wanna up and call the quitsI feel like I’m surrounded by a wall of bricksEverytime I go to get up I just fall in pitsMy life’s like one great big ball of shit!If I could, just put it all onto all I spit Instead of always tryina swallow itInstead of starin’ at
[Eminem]Sometimes I just feel like, quittin I still mightWhy do I put up this fight, why do I still writeSometimes it’s hard enough just dealin with real lifeSometimes I wanna jump on stage and just kill micsAnd show these people what my level of skill’s likeBut I’m still white, sometimes I just hate lifeSomethin ain’t
Look, if you had one shot, one opportunity To seize everything you ever wanted…One moment Would you capture it or just let it slip? His palms are sweaty, knees weak, arms are heavy There’s vomit on his sweater already, mom’s spaghetti He’s nervous, but on the surface he looks calm and ready To drop bombs,
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