Eminem ☆ Kings never die(feat. Gwen Stefani)

Here to stay
Even when I’m gone
When I close my eyes
Through the passage of time
Kings never die
I can hear the drummer drumming
And the trumpets
someone’s tryna summon someone
I know something’s coming
But I’m running from it
to be standing at the summit
And plummet
how come it wasn’t what I thought it was
Was it too good to be true
Have nothing
get it all but too much of it
Then lose it again
did I swallow hallucinogens
Cause if not
where the hell did it go
Cause here I sit in Lucifer’s
den by the dutch oven
Just choosing to sin
Even if it means I’m selling my soul
just to be the undisputed again
Do whatever I gotta do just to win
Cause I got this motherfucking
cloud over my head
Crown around it
thorns on it
Cracks in it
bet you morons didn’t
Think I’d be back
did ya
How ’bout that I’m somehow
now back to the underdog
But no matter how loud that I bark
this sport is something
I never bow-wow’d at
I complain about the game
I shout and I pout
it’s a love-hate
But I found out that
I can move a mountain of doubt
Even when you bitches are counting me out
and I appear to be down for the count
Only time I ever been out
and about is driving around town
with my fucking whereabouts in a doubt
Cause I been lost tryna think
of what I did to get here
but I’m not a quitter
Gotta get up
give it all I got or give up
Spit on shit on stepped on
but kept going
I’m tryna be headstrong
but it feels like I slept on my neck wrong
Cause you’re moving onto the next
but is the respect gone
Cause someone told me that
Kings never die
Don’t give me that sob story liar
don’t preach to the choir
You ain’t never even had to reach
in the fire to dig deep
Nobody ever handed me shit in life
not even a flyer
Wouldn’t even take shit into consideration
Obliterate anyone in the way
I think I see why a lot of rappers
get on these features and try to show out
on a track with me
But it’d actually have
to be a fucking blowout to get me to retire
Tell these new artists that kings never die
I know shit has changed in this age
fuck a Twitter page
Did it just say I’ve been upstaged
Why am I online It’s driving me crazy
I’m riding shotgun tryna get a gauge
Almost hot but I’m not gonna’ conform
With a stage pass and this shit
And opinions sway
I can hear them say
If I stay passionate
Maybe I can stay Jay miraculous
Comeback as if I went away
But detractors
just say so much for the Renegade
Someone’s gonna make me blow my composure
Here I go again
center stage and I feel like I’m in a cage
Some want a champion to fall
I still wonder why I laugh at ’em
cause why care when I’m awesome
Fuck what these cynics say
Just goes to show that
when my back’s against the wall
And I’m under attack again
that I’ll act as if I’m posted up
With this pent up rage
cause all these plaques in my office
On the floor stacked against the door
Are they just metaphors
for the odds of when you comin’ back again
Cause all the accomplishments
accolades awards
And trophies just don’t mean jack anymore
If I’m here today and gone tomorrow
And I’m not gonna be
Here to stay
Even when I’m gone
When I close my eyes
Through the passage of time
I want it I’m coming to get it
So you son of a bitches
don’t duck you’re gonna get Riddick Bowe’d
Critics’ll end up in critical
think your shit is dope
all you’re gonna get is smoked then
And I’m not stopping until I’m top again
all alone and on a throne
Like a token of respect
or a homage poem
or an ode I’ve been owed
Tossed in the air by my own arm
and launched so hard I broke my collarbone
And when it’s my time to go
I’m still not leaving
Stop for no one
I don’t know
but I’ve been told an obstacle that
Blocks your road knock it over
time to go for that pot of gold cause
They say kings never die
Just ask Jam Master Jay
They just grow wings and they fly
So hands up reach for the sky
Try to hold up and prolong these moments
Cause in a blink of an eye
They’ll be over
Tryna secure your
legacy like Shakur
And ensure that nobody’s ever
gonna be what you were
So before you’re leaving this Earth
You want people to feel the
fury of a pure evil cerebral berserk
Deacon of words
syllable genius at work
Plus I’m thinking that
they’re mistaking
my kindness for weakness
distill it with meanness
I went from powdered milk to Purina
To flipping burgers
on the grill for some peanuts
To Gilbert’s to arenas
call me Gilbert Arenas
still appeal to the dreamers
I made it to the silverscreen
where Rocky’s still what the theme is
Khalil on the beat cause making the beat
ain’t the same
feeling to me as killing the beat
So fulfilling to me is what filling a seat is
That sound vomit
thirst and how common underground commons eat
Outsider stomach growl
throbbing hunger
Out-rhyming everyone
God just give me one shot
I swear that I won’t let you down
I’mma be around forever
entertain even in the ground
You ain’t never gonna hear me say I ain’t
Here to stay
Even when I’m gone
When I close my eyes
Through the passage of time
Kings never die
Oh oh oh
Oh oh oh
Kings never die