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Sometimes you feel tired, 
feel weak, 
When you feel weak, 
you feel like you wanna just give up. 
But you gotta search within you, 
find that inner strength 
And just pull that shit out of you, 
and get that motivation 
not to give up 
And not be a quitter 
no matter how bad you wanna 
just fall flat on your face…
and collapse.

Certe volte ti senti stanco,
ti senti debole,
Quando ti senti debole,
vorresti solo rinunciare.
Ma devi cercare dentro di te,
trovare quella forza interiore
e tirare fuori quella merda 
e scoprire quel motivo
per cui valga la pena per non mollare
E per non essere un codardo
non importa quanto fortemente tu voglia
solo cadere a faccia in giù… 
e crollare.

[Verso 1]
Yo... Never was a thug, 
just infatuated with guns, 
Never was a gangsta, 
till I graduated to one
And got the rep of a villain, 
for weapon concealin'. 
Took the image of a thug, 
kept shit appealin'
willin' to stick out my neck, 
for respect if it meant 
life or death, 
never live to regret 
what I said
when you're me, 
people just want to see, 
if its true, if its you, what you say 
in your rap's, what you do
so they feel, as part of 
your obligation to fulfill, 
when they see you on the streets, 
face to face, are you for real
in confrontation ain't no conversation, 
if you feel you're in violation, 
any hesitation'll get you killed
if you feel it, kill it, 
if you conceal it, reveal it. 
Being reasonable will leave you 
full of bullets, 
pull it,  squeeze it 
till its empty, 
tempt me, push me, pussies, 
I need a good reason 
to give this trigger a good squeeze... 
 

[Ritornello]
I'm a soldier,
these shoulders hold up so much, 
they won't budge, 
I'll never fall or fold up
I'm a soldier, 
Even if my collar bones 
crush or crumble, 
I will never slip or stumble
I'm a soldier, 
These shoulders hold up so much, 
they won't budge, 
I'll never fall or fold up
I'm a soldier, 
Even if my collar bones 
crush or crumble, 
I will never stumble 
 

[Verso 2]
I love pissin' you off, 
it gets me off, like my lawyers, 
when the fuckin' judge lets me off
all you motherfuckas 
gotta do is set me off, 
I'll violate and all the 
motherfuckin' bets be off
I'm a lit fuse, anything I do 
bring it's news, 
pistol whippin' 
motherfuckin' bouncers, 
six-two, who needs bullets?
Soon as I pull it,
you sweat bullets, 
an excellent method to get 
rid of the next bully
It's actually better cause 
instead you murderin', 
you can hurt em' and 
come back again and 
kick dirt at em
it's like pourin' salt in the wounds, 
assault and get sued, 
you can smell the lawsuits 
soon as I waltz in the room
everybody halts and stops, 
calls the cops, 
all you see is bitches 
comin' out their halter tops
runnin' and duckin' out 
to the Hot Rocks (1) parking lot, 
you'll all get shot whether 
its your fault or not, cus... 
 

[Ritornello]
 

[Verso 3]
I spit it slow so these kids 
know that I'm talkin' to em, 
give it back to these damn 
critics and sock it to em
I'm like a thug, 
with a little bit of Pac influence, 
I spew it, and look how 
I got you bitches rockin' to it
you motherfuckas 
could never do it  like I could do it, 
don't even try it, 
you'll look stupid, do not pursue it
don't ever in your life, 
try to knock the truest, 
I spit the illest shit, 
ever been dropped to two inch
so ticky-tock listen 
as the sound ticks on the clock, 
listen to the sound of Kim 
as she licks on a cock
listen to the sound of me 
spillin' my heart 
through this pen, 
motherfuckers know that 
I'll never be Marshall again
Full of controversy 
until I retire 
my jersey, 
till the fire inside dies 
and expires at thirty
and Lord have mercy on any more 
of these rappers that verse me, 
and put a curse on authorities 
in the face of adversity
I'm a... 
 

[Ritornello]
 

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Note:

(1) - Riferimento all'aggressione avvenuta il 4 Giugno 2001 nel parcheggio dell'Hot Rock (un locale di Detroit), durante la quale Eminem minacciò con una pistola un tale di nome John Guerra, colpevole di aver baciato sua moglie Kim. A seguito dell'aggressione, sia Eminem che Kim Scott vennero arrestati e portati via dalla polizia. Eminem venne in seguito condannato a due anni di reclusione per possesso illegale di armi da fuoco, ma gli venne concessa la libertà condizionale, mentre Kim venne condannata a 11 mesi di libertà vigilata, una multa simbolica di 50 dollari ed all'obbligo di frequentare un centro di Alcolisti Anonimi.