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[00:00.000] 作词 : Luis Resto/Marshall Mathers/D. Porter/H. LeMon Bey/Thomas Forbes/Anthony Tremaine Dixson/Kyle Clow[00:00.524] 作曲 : Luis Resto/Marshall Mathers/D. Porter/H. LeMon Bey/Thomas Forbes/Anthony Tremaine Dixson/Kyle Clow[00:01.049][Intro][00:01.286]Smokin' trees, I'm ridin' 'round, come to my side of town[00:03.730]Lately, it's been goin', goin', goin', goin', goin' down[00:05.050][00:05.362][Verse 1: WESTSIDE BOOGIE][00:06.935]Come see how heavy it get, I done seen way too much stress as a jit[00:09.800]Death in this section was present, we preppin' for war, so we feel like we better equipped[00:13.677]Brodie got demons he keep to his self, probably won't ever know, 'cause he n***r gon' snitch[00:16.544]Hella resentment from lettin' it sit, I say, "I got him," I'm n***r gon' miss[00:20.003]I done put way too much prep into this, back on your bumper how I'm wreckin' this b***h[00:23.565]I keep on talkin' 'bout healin' that's n***r gon' happen, you know that I'm steppin' on shit[00:26.812]I say the feelin' I get from me killin' a rapper just show me that Heaven exist[00:30.355]Shootin' 'til ain't nothin' left in the clip, shootin' 'til I get respect in this b***h[00:33.796]I might just go get a Tec in this b***h, I might just go at the ref in this b***h[00:37.258]Guessing you think this shit new to me, huh? Guess you ain't know what's fuelin' me, huh?[00:40.942]I just had enemies shoot at me, tell me, just what could this industry do to me, huh?[00:44.285]Helpin' the hood and the homies and plus the community think that it's two of me, huh?[00:47.800]Know where I go when it's over, I run out of gas, they gon' say that they through with me, huh? Aw, shit[00:52.151]When all this shit gon' get better? B*****s just ****in' whoever[00:54.989]N***a just sayin' whatever, n****s' gon' fold under pressure, honestly I ain't no better[00:58.860]I had to hop out the hole and got cold as a shoulder, I turned my emotion into sweater[01:02.236]I had to garner the power to work on my soul, I ain't tryna be broken forever[01:05.543]I see the smoke, and start runnin' into it, shawty you losin' is so therapeutic[01:09.251]I kinda think that you want it to happen, got put in a corner, you forced me to do it[01:12.758]You gotta tell me that bein' a rapper is hangin' with rappers, and I ain't into it[01:16.263]I'm with the shit, and I'm ready to prove it, waitin' on Marshall to say I can do it[01:19.619]This shit goin' down, down, down, down, dow-dow-dow-dow—[01:21.310][01:22.061][Chorus: Eminem & GRIP][01:22.882]If I run out of fuel, I won't[01:25.901]What the **** y'all gon' do if I don't[01:29.253]Run out of fuel? (Down, down, down, down, dow-dow-dow-dow—)[01:33.117]That scares the **** out of you (Look)[01:33.781][01:34.133][Verse 2: GRIP][01:34.670]I was slept on and left for dead[01:35.801]Sweat, wept, and bled for a game that barely kept me fed[01:37.662]Ain't want the fame, just a spec of cred[01:39.193]Nowadays I take a check instead[01:40.533]The pen been steps ahead[01:41.788]If you mention him, them boys wet the bed[01:43.269]Get on a track with GRIP and get knocked out like yo' daddy did[01:45.832]Whatever Deebo said to Craig, we can go head to head[01:47.737]N****s play hard on the app[01:49.474]At they mama crib hatin' on bars in a rap[01:51.372]From n****s that still starve in the trap[01:52.974]Clap back and it's, "GRIP, you're takin' it too far, just relax"[01:54.906]These words I discard on the wax[01:56.803]Shit deeper than the cars and the racks[01:58.420]The fashion and gas, so when a star interacts[02:00.387]Got the soul of a field n***a with scars on his back[02:01.917]So pardon me if part of me feel a itch to click[02:03.431]Pitch a fit, blitz a b***h, split ya shit[02:05.358]GRIP in the kitchen with instant grits[02:06.992]Flick the wrist, they wish he'd miss, he's six for six[02:08.850]Go back through the discog'[02:10.491]It's obvious I'm the godliest, yeah, I'm sonnin' y'all[02:12.502]I took the summer off[02:14.251]Just to let them get they mumbles off about blocks that they ain't spun at all[02:16.173]The uninvolved underdog[02:17.167]Summoned from a drunken slumber to pummel y'all, but they don't wanna brawl[02:19.512]This shit ain't even fun no more[02:20.885]I mean, don't nobody wanna come outside[02:22.478]They like, "You should do a song with so and so[02:24.283]Or maybe such and such," this shit done, I tried[02:25.975]They must not got it in their arsenal or metacarpal[02:27.789]To pick the pen up and out-ink the man[02:29.428]Hm, but then again I'm partial[02:30.909]It really took Marshall just for me to get a feature? Damn[02:33.098]I know rap's what I started with[02:34.502]But when your target market's lethargic to the bars you spit[02:36.315]It's harder to put your heart in it[02:37.597]But come too far to quit, now I'm on to guitars and shit[02:39.796]So don't find it jarrin' if I switch the whole style up[02:41.711]Want the old GRIP? Go get the old album[02:43.407]Any genre, same outcome[02:45.260]I'm on that b***h with a stick like Malcolm[02:46.807]Buck, buck, buck, buck[02:48.686]Buck-buck-buck-buck-buck-buck-buck-buck[02:50.017][02:50.621][Chorus: Eminem][02:50.941]If I run out of fuel, I won't[02:53.226]What the **** y'all gon' do if I don't[02:55.866]Run out of fuel? (Down, down, down, down, dow-dow-dow-dow—)[02:59.588]That scares the **** out of you[03:00.334][03:00.639][Verse 3: Eminem][03:01.008]I was up to my waist in debt, better yet, face and neck, tryna chase a check[03:03.841]Sweat, labor for minimal as wages get, just tryna get me a dub like a blank cassette (Yeah)[03:08.568]I worked for pean**s 'til the day I met Dre and that gave me a little raise in net, now[03:11.338]Nothing is close to disgusting as what I gross, so this must mean that what I wrote[03:14.692]Makes me the illest rapper there is, was, or ever will be[03:17.230]That's the real reason I still squeeze and I fill these bars with so much vitriol, these[03:21.530]Voices in my head convince me, I bet that Ted Kaczynski'll feel me[03:24.972]'Cause I serial-kill beats like Israel Keyes, my peripheral sees[03:28.352]Everything through his POVs, the rap G-O-D[03:31.315]From Little Caesars to fill arenas, I made it big, word to Lil' Cease[03:34.691]"Fuel" remix, so who'll be picked next, whose name's gonna be next up?[03:38.635]Notorious B.I.G.'s death was the domino effects of[03:41.336]2Pac's murder, like facial tissue, whose clock should I clean next? Puff's?[03:45.896]'Til he's in police handcuffs, guilty, will he step up?[03:48.670]Like G. Dep and turn himself in, who knows all the murders they'll pin on me next[03:52.949]So prepare for me to not choose none of my words carefully[03:56.080]I've been comparable to Ivan The Terrible, I'll take a paraplegic[03:59.757]And I'll slam his wheelchair on the cement at physical therapy treatment[04:03.753]Then laugh hysterically, these wimps are like Slim's hair when he bleached it[04:07.620]Y'all need to lighten up, I give a ****, I don't care in the least bit[04:10.778]Kiss every s****e inch of my white rear end, I guarantee[04:13.512]That my elevator's stuck somewhere between two levels emcees won't ever see[04:17.284]I spit bars so barbarically, a ****in' parakeet wouldn't dare repeat[04:20.786]I'll n***r be runnin' out of steam or kerosene[04:23.721][04:24.077][Chorus: Eminem][04:24.252]If I run out of fuel, I won't[04:25.927]What the **** y'all gon' do if I don't[04:29.864]Run out of fuel? (Down, down, down, down, dow-dow-dow-dow—)[04:33.688]That scares the **** out of you