Eminem – Revival: Remix Lyrics

I used to play the loser/victim
‘Til I saw the way Proof was driven
I found my vehicle and I haven’t ran out of gas yet
And when they stacked decks, turn handicaps into assets
Fanny packs, hourglasses
If time was on my side, I’d still have none to waste
Man, in my younger days
That dream was so much fun to chase
It’s like I’d run in place
While this shit dangled in front of my face
But how do you keep up the pace
And the hunger pangs once you’ve won the race? Use the tools you’re given! Kelly with a full bladder
Non-high school grad, I’m not a scholar
But I’m so cold when I’m droppin’ knowledge
My degrees is the same as I got in college (zero)
But nobody’s hotter, you owe me my respect
I owe you nada like Haloti, partner
Blow me, told you I’m so dirty, homie
You can throw me in some holy water
With some floaties on and get the soap and try to
Get the Pope to hold me while you hose me off
And nope, I won’t be washed
You hope to God I don’t explode
I gotta blow this spot up though, I got a lotta mo’
I won’t put the sugar coating on it though
‘Cause sometimes you can feel like your energy’s expired
Rap’s got you drained, dead tired, zapped
You feel like a wet pile of crap
But look, man, like the feds buggin’ my phone
Uh huh, I get why you’re tapped
But you gotta get your fire back
Catch fire, get upset and fire back
Is what I tell myself when times get bad
‘Cause sometimes I might get sad
But I take the same advice I had
And tell myself like I used to tell Hailie when life’s a drag
Told her to do like her dad: don’t cry, get mad
‘Cause little baby powders belong in diaper bags
I’m hyper, by the time you see this side of me
I’m right in your ass (sodomy!)
Foot up it, I stood up for the kid
Who had to put up with the bullies at his school (at his school)
You ain’t have to have no money
Or go shoppin’ just to cop a fuckin’ attitude (attitude)
Now my dough’s amountin’ to a mountain
It’s rised too high to count it
Never asked to be rich, all I did was wish
I had a dime for every time that I was doubted
But then I think about it, then I’m enraged
‘Cause I just figured out that if I was paid
For the time I spent to put the pen to the page
It’d be minimum wage
But it’s embedded in my head I never
Hunted for the bread and butter
What I wanted was to be the one that they was scared of but
I’m never gonna get the credit for the sweat and blood
I put up in the pen, and when I’m dead I wonder
Will they put me on a pedestal
Or forget I was ever this incredible
I guess I better go harder than ever ’cause
I’ll never get another mothafuckin’ opportunity again
To offend as many people with this I can simply because I can
[Bridge: Beyoncé & Eminem]
I walk on water
But I ain’t no Jesus
I walk on water
But only when it freezes (fuck)
[Chorus: Alice and the Glass Lake]
I’ve drowned in high from the ashes
Now I can’t recall your laughter
The smoke of everything go grasp
At ends of what’s left over
And the lights in every broken
Blown-out window screaming, laughing
I hope to feel it coursing out
This is our revival
[Verse 3: Eminem]
Now if you found these letters, I guess I better try to explain
A lot’s happened in between them since I rised to this fame
I’ve said your name but always tried to hide your face
This game is crazy, I wanted to claim my love for you, but dang
I never knew it’d be like this, if I did I wouldn’t have done it
You ain’t asked for none of this shit, now you’re being punished?! R. You wanna get into a pissin’ contest and find out who’s better? [Intro: Eminem]
Yeah, shout to everybody
Who’s been on this trip with me
You don’t have to, agree
But if you feel like me
[Verse 1: Eminem]
Started from the bottom like a snowman
Oh man, put that in your corncob pipe and smoke that
But my battery’s low, I’ma need a boost to my pack
And I know that I always got Proof at my back
I called you “Proof” because I knew for a fact
My ace in the hole, homie, I’m callin’ on you
‘Cause I think I’m slowly startin’ to lose faith in it, so
Give me that apron and mo–
–tivation to go, Hussein with the flow
Fake fans left you two-faced at the show
Let heartbeats loop, produce hate in my soul
Layin’ vocals two days in a row
True statement, hate to go down this road
But there’s only one route to cross this bridge
So I walk in this bitch with loose change
‘Cause all my dues paid, but this booth’s takin’ its toll
But it’s never too late to start a new beginnin’
That goes for you too, so what the fuck you gon’ do? He’s
Got nothin’ to do with me
I’m almost certain I was framed
[Outro: Eminem & Mark Wahlberg]
On the ones and twos, to three or four in the mornin’
Rick’s on the cut like Neosporin (Girls!)
He’s mixin’ it up for me and Lauren
A teddy like short for Theodore
We’re outtie, five thousand
I wanna fuck, it’s my big dick
So everybody get ready fucking now! Things that should’ve been private with me and your mother is public
I can’t stomach, they can take this fame back, I don’t want it
I’ll put out this last album then I’m done with it
One-hundred percent finished
Fed up with it, I’m hanging it up, fuck it
Excuse the cursing, baby, but just know
That I’m a good person, though they portray me as cold
And if things should worsen, don’t take this letter I wrote
As a goodbye note, ’cause your dad’s at the end of his rope
I’m sliding down a slippery slope
Anyways sweetie, I better go
I’m getting sleepy, love, Dad… shit, I don’t know
*Ingesting drugs* – *body falling*
[Bridge: PHresher & Eminem]
I’m at your throat like chloraseptic, ‘septic
And you got strep, I’m too complex with, ‘plex with
This shit I wrote is on some next shit, next shit
I’m at your throat, I’m feelin’ reckless, reckless, yeah (bitch!)
[Chorus: Alice and the Glass Lake]
I’ve drowned in high from the ashes
Now I can’t recall your laughter
The smoke of everything go grasp
At ends of what’s left over
And the lights in every broken
Blown-out window screaming, laughing
I hope to feel it coursing out
This is our revival
[Verse 4: Skylar Gray]
I’m stumbling, I can’t see straight
And it’s my fault I got this way
I got my hands on something great
And found a way to mess it up
I did my best, I tried to change
But it’s just in my DNA
I got my hands on something great
And found a way to fuck it up again
[Bridge: Eminem & Joan Jett & The Blackhearts]
Said can I take you home, where we can be alone? Or you’re gon’ use the cards you’re dealt
As an excuse for you to not do shit with ’em? There’s a missing person, so what? When that dual exhaust is coolin’ off
‘Cause you don’t got nothin’ left to prove at all
‘Cause you done already hit ’em with the coup de grâce
Still you feel the need to go full tilt
That Bruce Willis, that Blue Steel, that true skill
When that wheel’s loose, I won’t lose will
Do you still believe? Shorty, you the shit, girl, I ordered you to sit
I know you’re probably feelin’ me more than you admit
Pull up a chair, sweetie, let me order you a drink
I only go to meetings court-ordered from a shrink
So from the bottom to the top, floor to ceilin’
You ain’t run of the mill, you’re one in a million
‘Cause real tits are still fun
But everybody knows fake tits are still better than real ones
[Chorus: Alice and the Glass Lake]
I’ve drowned in high from the ashes
Now I can’t recall your laughter
The smoke of everything go grasp
At ends of what’s left over
And the lights in every broken
Blown-out window screaming, laughing
I hope to feel it coursing out
This is our revival
[Bridge: Eminem]
But hey man, I was framed
I know what this looks like, officers
Please just give me one minute
I think I can explain
I ain’t murdered nobody
I know these words are so nutty
But I’m just here to entertain
How come your shirt is so bloody? [Bridge: Ed Sheeran]
I’ve been a liar, been a thief
Been a lover, been a cheat
All my sins need holy water, feel it washing over me
Well, little one, I don’t want to admit to something
If all it’s gonna cause is pain
The truth and my lies now are falling like the rain
So let the river run
[Chorus: Alice and the Glass Lake]
I’ve drowned in high from the ashes
Now I can’t recall your laughter
The smoke of everything go grasp
At ends of what’s left over
And the lights in every broken
Blown-out window screaming, laughing
I hope to feel it coursing out
This is our revival
[Verse 2: Eminem]
Eight-year-old with the wordplay
Girl, take this pole like a survey
Today wasn’t my birthday
But I’m caked up like a dessert tray
So we’re in shape, ’cause you’re in a slurrin’ state
I’m a ten, you’re an eight
Like what I do before, after and durin’ rape! And be made a fool out of when I pull on ’em?