[Refrain: Eminem]
Feels like a close, it's coming to
Fuck am I gonna do?
It's too late to start over
This is the only thing I, thing I know
[Verse 1: Eminem]
Sometimes I feel like all I ever do is find different ways to word the same old song
Ever since I came along from the day the song called “Hi! My Name Is” dropped
Started thinking my name was Fault
‘cause any time things went wrong I was the one who they would blame it on
The media made me the equivalent of a modern-day Genghis Khan
Tried to argue it was only entertainment, dawg
Gangster? Nah, courageous balls
Had to change my style
They said I'm way too soft and I sound like AZ and Nas
Out came the claws and the fangs been out since then, but up until the instant that I went against it
It was ingrained in me that I wouldn't amount to a shit stain, I thought
No wonder I had to unlearn everything my brain was taught
"Do I really belong in this game?", I pondered, I just wanna play my part
Should I make waves or not? So back and forth in my brain the tug of war wages on
And I don't wanna seem ungrateful or disrespect the art form I was raised upon
But sometimes you gotta take a loss and have people rub it in your face before you get made pissed off
And keep plugging, it's your only outlet and your only outfit
So you know they gonna talk about it, better find a way to counter it quick and make it… ah
Feel like I've already said this a kabillion 80 times
How many times can I say the same thing different ways that rhyme?
What I really wanna say is, if there's anyone else that can relate to my story
Bet you feel the same way I felt when I was in the same place you are, when I was afraid to—
Feels like a close, it's coming to
Fuck am I gonna do?
It's too late to start over
This is the only thing I, thing I know
[Verse 1: Eminem]
Sometimes I feel like all I ever do is find different ways to word the same old song
Ever since I came along from the day the song called “Hi! My Name Is” dropped
Started thinking my name was Fault
‘cause any time things went wrong I was the one who they would blame it on
The media made me the equivalent of a modern-day Genghis Khan
Tried to argue it was only entertainment, dawg
Gangster? Nah, courageous balls
Had to change my style
They said I'm way too soft and I sound like AZ and Nas
Out came the claws and the fangs been out since then, but up until the instant that I went against it
It was ingrained in me that I wouldn't amount to a shit stain, I thought
No wonder I had to unlearn everything my brain was taught
"Do I really belong in this game?", I pondered, I just wanna play my part
Should I make waves or not? So back and forth in my brain the tug of war wages on
And I don't wanna seem ungrateful or disrespect the art form I was raised upon
But sometimes you gotta take a loss and have people rub it in your face before you get made pissed off
And keep plugging, it's your only outlet and your only outfit
So you know they gonna talk about it, better find a way to counter it quick and make it… ah
Feel like I've already said this a kabillion 80 times
How many times can I say the same thing different ways that rhyme?
What I really wanna say is, if there's anyone else that can relate to my story
Bet you feel the same way I felt when I was in the same place you are, when I was afraid to—
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