Fuel (Shady Edition) - Eminem/WESTSIDE BOOGIE.mp3

[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
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[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—
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[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)
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[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
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[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
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[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
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[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