(Photoshoot!) 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
(Photoshoot!) 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. Three’s not a crowd all up in it. Slow fire
[Chorus: Justin Vernon]
Don't fall on my face
Don't fall on my faith, oh
Don't fall on my fate
Don't fall on my faith, oh
Don't fall on my fate
Don't fall on my–
[Verse 1: Eminem]
Gotta concentrate, against the clock I race
Got no time to waste, I'm already late, I got a marathoner's pace
Went from addict to a workaholic, word to Dr. Dre
In that first marijuana tape—guess I got a chronic case (Yeah)
And I ain't just blowin' smoke, 'less it's in your momma's face
I know this time Paul and Dre
They won't tell me what not to say (Nope!)
And though me and my party days
Have all pretty much parted ways
You'd swear to God I forgot I'm the guy that made "Not Afraid"
One last time for Charlamagne
If my response is late, it's just how long it takes
To hit my fuckin' radar, I'm so far away
These rappers are like Hunger Games
One minute, they're mockin' JAY
Next minute, they get their style from Migos or 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 can take all of you motherfuckers on at once
You wanted Shady? You got him!
[Chorus: Justin Vernon & (Eminem)]
Don't fall on my face (Yeah)
Don't fall on my faith, oh
Don't fall on my fate (Line 'em up!)
Don't fall on my faith, oh (Rrr!)
Don't fall on my fate (Look)
[Verse 2: Eminem]
Somebody tell Budden before I snap, he better fasten it
Or have his body bag get zipped
The closest thing he's had to hits is smackin' bitches (Pump it up!)
And don't make me have to give it back to Akademiks
Say this shit 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 spittin' like this on his last shit"
Ho, you better go back and listen
You know me better, thinkin' I'll slow or let up
Call it trap '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 in, cock it back on competition
This is how I shot ahead (Pew)—Gabby Gifford
My attack is vicious, Jack the Ripper, back in business
Tyler create nothin', I see why you called yourself a ******, bitch
It's not just 'cause you lack attention
It's because you worship D12's balls, you're sack-religious
If you're gonna critique me
You better at least be as good or better
Get Earl the Hooded Sweater
Whatever his name is to help you put together
Some words, more than just two letters
The fans waited for this moment like that feature
When I stole the show (Ha), sorry if I took forever (Ha-ha)
[Chorus: Justin Vernon & (Eminem)]
Don't fall on my face (Yeah)
Don't fall on my faith, oh (I won't)
Don't fall on my fate (Line 'em up!)
Don't fall on my faith, oh (Ha)
Don't fall on my fate (It's too easy)
[Verse 3: Eminem]
Just remember, I was here before you
And I'll be here after you make your run-in for you
Detractors, I might have to fuck Pitchfork with a corkscrew
Just what the doctor ordered
Revenge is the best medicine (Yeah)
Increase the dose, from least to most
And then tell the Grammys to go and fuck themselves
They suck the blood from all the biggest artists like some leeches
So they nominate 'em, get 'em there, get a name to MC the show
Every parasite needs a host (Ha-ha)
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 to everything I ever murdered
Time to separate the sheep from goats (Yeah)
And I got no faith in your writers, I don't believe in ghosts
When rap needed it most, I was that wing and a prayer (Huh)
A beacon of hope, put a B-I-R-D in the air
Somewhere some kid is bumpin' this while he lip-syncs in the mirror
That's who I'm doin' it for, the rest I don't really even care
But you would think I'm carryin' an Oxford dictionary in my pocket
How I'm buryin' these artists
On a scale of 'turnt' you're 'minus'
Mine says 'very', yours says 'hardly'
And what's scary is you prob'ly can compare me to your car 'cause I'm just barely gettin' started (Woo)
And far as Lord Jamar, you better leave me the hell alone
Or I'll show you an Elvis clone
Walk up in this house you own, thrust my pelvic bone
Use your telephone and go fetch me the remote
Put my feet up and just make myself at home (Yeah)
I belong here, clown! Don't tell me 'bout the culture!
I inspired the Hopsins, the Logics, the Coles, the
Seans, the K-Dots, the 5'9"s, and oh
Brought the world 50 Cent, you did squat, piss and moan
But I'm not gonna fall… bitch! (Yeah)
[Outro: Justin Vernon]
It's too loud
Can't hear it coming down the hallway stairs from the parking lot
It's too loud
Three’s not a crowd all up in it
Slow fire
（拍摄图片！）你知道，大家一直在告诉我
他们对我的看法在过去的几个月
这是太大声。也许它的时候，我告诉他们我的想法对他们
不能听到从停车场下来走廊楼梯
这是太大声。三不要人群都用光了。文火
[合唱：贾斯汀弗农]
不要爱上我的脸
不要落在我的信仰，哦
不要落在我的命运
不要落在我的信仰，哦
不要落在我的命运
不要落在我的 -
[诗歌1：阿姆]
得浓缩，分秒必争我比赛
有没有时间可以浪费，我已经晚了，我得到了一个马拉松选手的步伐
从吸毒者去了一个工作狂，字德瑞博士
在这第一个大麻带猜我有一个慢性情况下（是）
我是不是只是飘荡的烟雾，“少它在你妈妈的脸
我知道这一次保罗和肛门指诊
他们不会告诉我什么是不该说（没了！）
虽然我和方天
都非常分道扬镳
你会向上帝发誓，我忘了，我是做“不怕”的家伙
最后一个时间Charlamagne
如果我的回答是晚了，这是需要有多长
打我他妈的雷达，我那么远
这些说唱就像饥饿游戏
一分钟，他们mockin' JAY
下一分钟，他们从Migos自己的风格或者复制德雷克
也许我只是不知道什么时候转身走开
但是，所有的恨，我把它叫做步入式上水闸
我已经尽我可以忍受
我厌倦了等待着的，我做失去了耐心
我可以带你们贱人在上一次
你想黑幕？你得到了他！
[合唱：贾斯汀弗农＆（阿姆）]
不要爱上我的脸（是啊）
不要落在我的信仰，哦
不要落在我的命运（线“举起手来！）
不要落在我的信仰，哦（RRR！）
不要落在我的命运（外观）
[诗2：阿姆]
有人告诉我巴登捕捉之前，他好紧它
或者把他的身体包得压缩
他不得不打最接近的事是smackin'母狗（泵吧！）
不要让我不得不给它回AKADEMIKS
之所以这样说，是狗屎垃圾再次，我会让你扭
就像你有它，当你以为你有我跌到在电视中
甚至当我刚开了大脑，你永远不会赶上我一个T热
它缺乏的，“他是不是他最后的狗屎这样喷火”
何，你最好回去听
你知道我好，想着我会减缓或松懈
说它陷阱“的原因这是一个总的设置
河滨你说唱落在那
德瑞说，“抬起你的头！” - 凯西·格里芬
Stackin'弹药，拍击在剪辑，公鸡回来竞争
这是我怎么拍进取（PEW）-Gabby吉福德
我的攻击凶狠，开膛手杰克，恢复经营
泰勒创建没什么，我明白你为什么叫自己******，婊子
这不只是因为你缺乏关注
这是因为你崇拜D12的球，你是麻袋宗教
如果你要批评我
你至少最好是一样好或更好
获取伯爵连帽卫衣
无论他的名字是为了帮助你放在一起
有些话，不只是两个字母更多
球迷们等待这一刻像功能
当我出尽了风头（HA），对不起，如果我把永远（呵呵）
[合唱：贾斯汀弗农＆（阿姆）]
不要爱上我的脸（是啊）
不要落在我的信仰，哦（我不会）
不要落在我的命运（线“举起手来！）
不要落在我的信仰，哦（HA）
不要落在我的命运（这太容易）
[第3节：阿姆]
只记得，我在你们面前
我会在这里你让你运行在你之后
批评者，可能我他妈的干草叉带开瓶器
正是医生嘱咐的
复仇是最好的良药（是啊）
加大剂量，从最低到最高
然后告诉格莱美去他妈的自己
他们从所有像一些水蛭最大的艺人吸血液
因此，他们提名他们，搞定他们那里，得到一个名字MC秀
每个寄生虫需要一个主机（呵呵）
然后给年度最佳专辑给别人，没有人的曾经听说过的
我只知道我写的每一个字的一切我曾经杀害
时间绵羊山羊分开（是啊）
我有你的作家没有信心，我不相信有鬼
当说唱最需要的，我是翼和一个祈祷（呵呵）
希望的灯塔，把B-I-R-d在空气中
某处一些孩子在镜子bumpin'这一点的同时，他的唇，同步
这是谁我上来它，其余的我真的不关心，甚至
但是你可能认为我半途而废在我的口袋里的牛津字典
我是如何埋死人这些艺术家
论“turnt”你是“减”的比例
雷说，“非常”，你说“几乎”
这有什么可怕的是你prob'ly可以比较我到你的车因为我只是勉强刚开'开始（胡）
而据贾马主，你最好离开我的孤独地狱
或者我会告诉你一个猫王克隆
在这所房子，你自己走了，我推骨盆骨
用你的电话，并拿来我远程
把我的脚，只是让自己在家里（是啊）
我属于这里，小丑！不要告诉我“回合的文化！
我启发Hopsins的逻辑，科尔斯，该
Seans，在K-点，在5'9" ，且哦
带来了世界50美分，你做下蹲，小便和呻吟
但我不会坠落婊子！ （是的）
[结尾：贾斯汀弗农]
这太响
不能听到从停车场下来走廊楼梯
这太响
三不要人群在这一切
文火