In my mind i'ma fighter, my heart's a lighter, my soul is the fluid, my flow sparks at writer?
Arsenic writer, author with arthritis, carpel tunnel, Marshall will start shit-idis
Hard headed & hot headed, bull headed & pig headed, dick headed, a prick, a big headache I'm sick
quick witted, for every lyric spitted there are 6 critics who wait for me to slip? with it, so quick
This dynamite stick buried the wick, it's gonna explode any minute, some lunatic lit it & it's not Nelly
do not tell me to stop yelling, when i stop selling i quit so, stop dwelling an i am not felling,
you fuckers are not ready, cause i got jelly, like (Beyonce's) pot belly, this is destiny, yes money I'm of running
so get off of me, I'm not slowing or softening
- Eminem
