作词 : Neal H. Pogue II/Kyle Clow/Marshall Mathers/matthew crabtree 作曲 : Neal H. Pogue II/Kyle Clow/Marshall Mathers/matthew crabtree [Verse 1: GRIP] Look, I can walk you through the depth of hell Where vets rejects elect the cell Keep extra protect your tail, don't respect the mail The blaze a separate trail, because, uh, they wasn't napped as well Inherited they debt, we set to fail, please reset the scale Niggas clappin' on Saturday, but we ain't see SNL No comedy skits, just llamas and sticks and drama and shit Baby mamas and jits, piranhas in pits, and brought up the ***** Honestly, it's only right I gеt a zombie as a fix This bass to your face from a speakеr make you a tweaker I laced it with ether It'll take you a week to bounce back of one hit of this Niggas is ********, way too frivolous This is far more dire, the bars is hardcore like parkour with barbed wire GRIP is the dark horse that spark wars and start fires Holdin' one on a par of four, we're hirin' your supplier Tour guy for hire, poor guy, he's tired Cut him some slack, he's strapped wrapped to his back [Chorus: GRIP] Back to the wall and they all against me Love my momma, but there's cash to earn I was hopin' maybe we could borrow the Bentley If only one time 'fore we crash and burn Fully planned the script but your side's empty 'Cause you chose to rap for your favorite girl Could've fooled me, can't save the world Could've fooled me, can't save the world Back to the wall and they all against me Love my momma, but there's cash to earn I was hopin' maybe we could borrow the Bentley If only one time 'fore we crash and burn Fully planned the script but your side's empty 'Cause you chose to rap for your favorite girl Could've fooled me, can't save the world Could've fooled me, can't save the world [Verse 2: Eminem] Yeah Sometimes I wonder really what did my closed head injury do I'm literally missin' a screw, but it seems like my memory's too vivid to forget the shit I been through (Yeah) So as my residuals grew, I remember those kids that were cruel Same individuals that'll listen belittlin' And I essentially used them as the fuel Who would've knew what a pencil could do, those so mentally screwed They said "Marshall, you're either gonna wind up dead or in a penitentiary 'Cause eventually you'll end up clinchin' a tool And come back 'vengefully to shoot them bullies who clowned you in elementary school" Yeah, my head, something's wrong with it (Yeah) But that makes me me, I'm different (Yup) That lyrical fiend, I'm misfit Since I was a bleach blonde who hear the beat hung This ***** makes me only think of demonic shit I was knockin' on death's door, I ****ing ding-dong ditched it Yeah, and I don't do that sing-song ***** shit And I don't use autotune, all I do is spit in this shit, just bothers you Call it quits *****, impossible My pen just popped your thought-balloon You dipshits know how I'ma do is Send a mother****ing beat to the trauma-unit Yeah, Shady Records Look at all these squad killers we brought with us Juggernauts and godzillas, you don't rock with us you're off of your rockers *****, back to the wall Is it always, is why I'm not talkin' about wallets and knots When I say that the wall it is not against Small like the cross Look at how far this is past you Regardless you want me to reach a ****in' bar that does not exist No pun intended, but GRIP, hold on to this moment 'Cause soon as you reach the top, they gon' want you to fall from it So you better grab your seatbelt Like I did mine, and fasten yours Like a mother****ing plane-crash passenger 'Cause one day you'll be crashing back to earth And if you don't ever stop to smell the roses I do know one thing, that's for sure You don't get your flowers 'til you pushin' up daisies And that's about all your ashes earn [Chorus: GRIP] Back to the wall and they all against me Love my momma, but there's cash to earn I was hopin' maybe we could borrow the Bentley If only one time 'fore we crash and burn Fully planned the script but your side's empty 'Cause you chose to rap for your favorite girl Could've fooled me, can't save the world Could've fooled me, can't save the world Back to the wall and they all against me Love my momma, but there's cash to earn I was hopin' maybe we could borrow the Bentley If only one time 'fore we crash and burn Fully planned the script but your side's empty 'Cause you chose to rap for your favorite girl Could've fooled me, can't save the world Could've fooled me, can't save the world
[00:00.000] 作词 : Neal H. Pogue II/Kyle Clow/Marshall Mathers/matthew crabtree [00:00.103] 作曲 : Neal H. Pogue II/Kyle Clow/Marshall Mathers/matthew crabtree [00:00.207][Verse 1: GRIP] [00:09.785]Look, I can walk you through the depth of hell [00:13.029]Where vets rejects elect the cell [00:14.720]Keep extra protect your tail, don't respect the mail [00:17.362]The blaze a separate trail, because, uh, they wasn't napped as well [00:20.294]Inherited they debt, we set to fail, please reset the scale [00:23.443]Niggas clappin' on Saturday, but we ain't see SNL [00:26.487]No comedy skits, just llamas and sticks and drama and shit [00:29.571]Baby mamas and jits, piranhas in pits, and brought up the ***** [00:32.539]Honestly, it's only right I gеt a zombie as a fix [00:35.412]This bass to your face from a speakеr make you a tweaker [00:38.063]I laced it with ether [00:39.355]It'll take you a week to bounce back of one hit of this [00:42.259]Niggas is ********, way too frivolous [00:44.606]This is far more dire, the bars is hardcore like parkour with barbed wire [00:48.790]GRIP is the dark horse that spark wars and start fires [00:51.886]Holdin' one on a par of four, we're hirin' your supplier [00:55.583]Tour guy for hire, poor guy, he's tired [00:57.898]Cut him some slack, he's strapped wrapped to his back [01:00.462][Chorus: GRIP] [01:00.812]Back to the wall and they all against me [01:02.044]Love my momma, but there's cash to earn [01:03.365]I was hopin' maybe we could borrow the Bentley [01:05.015]If only one time 'fore we crash and burn [01:06.435]Fully planned the script but your side's empty [01:08.025]'Cause you chose to rap for your favorite girl [01:09.578]Could've fooled me, can't save the world [01:10.987]Could've fooled me, can't save the world [01:12.524]Back to the wall and they all against me [01:14.190]Love my momma, but there's cash to earn [01:15.743]I was hopin' maybe we could borrow the Bentley [01:17.652]If only one time 'fore we crash and burn [01:19.081]Fully planned the script but your side's empty [01:20.442]'Cause you chose to rap for your favorite girl [01:21.827]Could've fooled me, can't save the world [01:23.159]Could've fooled me, can't save the world [01:24.736][Verse 2: Eminem] [01:25.216]Yeah [01:25.595]Sometimes I wonder really what did my closed head injury do [01:28.158]I'm literally missin' a screw, but it seems like my memory's too vivid to forget the shit I been through (Yeah) [01:32.938]So as my residuals grew, I remember those kids that were cruel [01:35.995]Same individuals that'll listen belittlin' [01:37.411]And I essentially used them as the fuel [01:38.983]Who would've knew what a pencil could do, those so mentally screwed [01:42.011]They said "Marshall, you're either gonna wind up dead or in a penitentiary [01:44.941]'Cause eventually you'll end up clinchin' a tool [01:46.631]And come back 'vengefully to shoot them bullies who clowned you in elementary school" [01:49.483]Yeah, my head, something's wrong with it (Yeah) [01:52.695]But that makes me me, I'm different (Yup) [01:54.240]That lyrical fiend, I'm misfit [01:55.810]Since I was a bleach blonde who hear the beat hung [01:57.547]This ***** makes me only think of demonic shit [01:58.892]I was knockin' on death's door, I ****ing ding-dong ditched it [02:01.969]Yeah, and I don't do that sing-song ***** shit [02:05.030]And I don't use autotune, all I do is spit in this shit, just bothers you [02:08.562]Call it quits *****, impossible [02:10.123]My pen just popped your thought-balloon [02:11.749]You dipshits know how I'ma do is [02:13.205]Send a mother****ing beat to the trauma-unit [02:14.943]Yeah, Shady Records [02:17.362]Look at all these squad killers we brought with us [02:19.116]Juggernauts and godzillas, you don't rock with us you're off of your rockers [02:21.398]*****, back to the wall [02:22.302]Is it always, is why I'm not talkin' about wallets and knots [02:24.689]When I say that the wall it is not against [02:26.843]Small like the cross [02:27.974]Look at how far this is past you [02:30.550]Regardless you want me to reach a ****in' bar that does not exist [02:32.963]No pun intended, but GRIP, hold on to this moment [02:35.862]'Cause soon as you reach the top, they gon' want you to fall from it [02:38.217]So you better grab your seatbelt [02:39.610]Like I did mine, and fasten yours [02:41.126]Like a mother****ing plane-crash passenger [02:42.502]'Cause one day you'll be crashing back to earth [02:44.021]And if you don't ever stop to smell the roses [02:45.398]I do know one thing, that's for sure [02:47.175]You don't get your flowers 'til you pushin' up daisies [02:48.857]And that's about all your ashes earn [02:50.226][Chorus: GRIP] [02:50.513]Back to the wall and they all against me [02:51.994]Love my momma, but there's cash to earn [02:53.363]I was hopin' maybe we could borrow the Bentley [02:55.292]If only one time 'fore we crash and burn [02:56.581]Fully planned the script but your side's empty [02:58.062]'Cause you chose to rap for your favorite girl [02:59.537]Could've fooled me, can't save the world [03:01.104]Could've fooled me, can't save the world [03:02.763]Back to the wall and they all against me [03:04.355]Love my momma, but there's cash to earn [03:05.964]I was hopin' maybe we could borrow the Bentley [03:07.325]If only one time 'fore we crash and burn [03:08.783]Fully planned the script but your side's empty [03:10.384]'Cause you chose to rap for your favorite girl [03:11.764]Could've fooled me, can't save the world [03:13.222]Could've fooled me, can't save the world
