โหลดเพลง mp3 Fall - Eminem

Song: Fall
Artist: Eminem
You know everybody's been tellin' me what they think about me for the last few months
It's too loud
Maybe it's time I tell 'em what I think about them
Can't hear it coming down the hallway stairs from the parking lot
It's too loud
Freeze my crown all up in it
Slow fire
Don't fall on my face
Don't fall on my faith
Don't fall on my fate
Don't fall on my faith oh
Don't fall on my fate
Don't fall on my
Gotta concentrate against the clock I race
Got no time to waste I'm already late got a marathoner's pace
From an addict to a workaholic word to Dr. Dre in that first marijuana tape
Guess I got a chronic case
And I ain't just blowin' smoke 'less it's in your mama's face
I know this time Paul and Dre they won't tell me what not to say
And though me and my party days have all pretty much parted ways
You swear to God I've forgot him to God it made not afraid
One last word to Charlemagne
If my response its late it's just how long it takes
To hit my f**kin' radar I'm so far away
These rappers are like Hunger Games
One minute they're mocking Jay
Next minute they get they style from Migos then they copy Drake
Maybe I just don't know when to turn around and walk away
But all the hate I call it Walk on Water gate
I've had as much as I can tolerate
I'm sick and tired of waitin' I done lost my patience
I could take all of you motherf**kers on at once
You want it Shady You got it
Don't fall on my face
Yeah
Don't fall on my faith oh
Don't fall on my fate
Light him up
Don't fall on my faith oh
Brr
Don't fall on my fate
Look
Somebody tell Budden before I snap he better fasten it
Or have his body baggage zipped
The closest thing he's had to hits is smacking b**ches
And don't make me have to give it back to Akademiks
Say this sh*t is trash again I'll have you twisted like you had it when you thought you had me slippin' at the telly
Even when I'm gettin' brain you'll never catch me with a thot
Lacking with it he ain't spit like this in his last sh*t
Hoe you better go back and listen
You know me better thinkin' I'll slow a let up
Call it traps 'cause it's a total setup
Hopin' that you rappers fall in that
Dre said Hold your head up
Kathy Griffin stackin' ammunition slap the clip and cock it back on competition this is how I shot a head pew
Gabby Giffords my attack is viscous jack the ripper back in business
Tyler create nothing I see why you called yourself a faggot b**ch
It's not just 'cause you lack attention
It's 'cause you worshipin' twelve balls you're sacrilegious
If you're gonna critique me you better at least be as good or better
Get all the hooters wetter whatever his name is to help you put together some words more than two letters
The fans waited for this moment
Like the feature when I stole this show
Sorry if I took forever
Don't fall on my face
Yeah
Don't fall on my faith oh
I won't
Don't fall on my fate
Light him up
Don't fall on my faith oh
Ha
Don't fall on my fate
It's too easy
Just remember I was here before you
And I'll be here after you make your run-in for you
Detract this I might have to f**k pitchfork with a corkscrew
Just what the doctor ordered
Revenge is the medicine
Increase the dose unleash the monster
Then tell the Grammys to go and f**k themselves and suck the blood from all the biggest artists like some leeches
So they nominate 'em get 'em there get a name to 'em
See the show every parasite needs a hose
Then give Album of the Year to somebody that no one's ever even heard of
All I know is I wrote every single word of everything I ever muredered
Time to separate the sheep from goats
And I got no faith in your writers I don't believe in ghosts
When rap needed it most I was that wing in that prayer
A beacon of hope the B I R D in the air
Somewhere some kid is bumping this while he lip-syncs in the mirror
That's who I'm doin' it for the I don't really even care
But you would think I'm carryin' a Oxford dictionary in my pocket how I'm buryin' these artists
On the scale it turns to minus
Mines is various as hardly and what's scary is you can prolly compare me to your car 'cause I'm barely gettin' started
And far as you better leave me the hell alone
Or I'll show you clone
Walk up in this house you own
Brush my pelvic bone
You should tell a phone and go fetch me the remote
Put my feet up and just make myself at home
I belong here clown
Don't tell me 'bout the culture
I inspire the Hopsins the Logics the Coles the Seans the K-Dots the 5'9s and oh
Throughout the world 50 Cent you the squad piss and moan but I'm not gonna fall b**ch
It's too loud
Can't hear it coming down the hallway stairs from the parking lot
It's too loud
Freeze my crown all up in it
Slow fire