Eminem - Rock Bottom


This song is dedicated to the all happy people.
Who have real nice lives.
And have no idea what it's like.
To be broke as fuck.

I feel like I'm walking a tight rope without a circus net.  Popping poor
cassette.  I'm a nervous wreck.  I deserve respect,  But I work a sweat,  For
this worthless check.  I'm about to burst this tech.  At somebody to reverse
this dept.  Minimum wage got my adrenaline caged.  Full of venom and rage.
'Specially when I'm engaged.  And my daughters down to her last diaper.  It's
got my ass hyper.  I pray that god answers.  Maybe I'll ask nicer.  Watching
ballers while they flossing in their Pathfinders.  These over night stars
becoming autograph signers.  We all long to blow up,  And leave the past
behind us.  Along with the small fries;  And having our past find us.  The
playa haters turning bitch,  Like they got vaginas.  Cause we see them dollar
signs,  And let the cash blind us.  Wanted to brain wash you,  And leave your
ass minus.  The snakes slither in the grass spineless.

That's rock bottom.
When this life makes you mad enough to kill.
That's rock bottom.
When you want something bad enough to steal.
That's rock bottom.
When you feel like you had it up to here.
Cause you mad enough to scream.
But you sad enough to tear.
That's rock bottom.

My life is filled with empty promises and broken dreams.  I'm hoping thing
things look up,  But there aren't no job openings.  I feel discouraged,
Hungry and malnourished.  Living in this house,  with no furnace,
Unfurnished.  I'm sick of living dead-end jobs,
With lame pay.  And I'm tired of being hired and fired the same day.  Well,
fuck it,  You know the rules,  To the game, we play.  Cause when we die,  You
know we all going the same way.  It was cool to be the player,  But it sux to
be the fan.  And all you need is bucks to be the man.  Plush and luxury Sudan.
It's comfortable and roomy in a six.  But they threw me in the mix,  with all
these gloomy lunatic.  I walk around depressed,  And smoke a pound a sess a
day.  And yesterday went by so quick,  It seemed like it was yesterday.  My
daughter wants to throw the ball,  But I'm too stressed to play.  With half a
life,  And throw the rest away.

That's rock bottom.
When this life makes you mad enough to kill.
That's rock bottom.
When you want something bad enough to steal.
That's rock bottom.
When you feel like you had it up to here.
Cause you mad enough to scream.
But you sad enough to tear.
That's rock bottom.

You can either love me,  People'll hate me.  But it's the evil that made me,
This back stabber, deceitful, and shady.  I want the money,  The women,  The
fortune and fame.  That's means I'm not burning, scorching in flames.  That
means I'm stealing your checkbook,  And forging your name.  It's like time
lives for eternal torture and pain.  Cause right now,  I feel like i just hit
the rock bottom.  I got a problems.  Now everybody's on my blocks got'em.  I'm
screaming like those two cops,  When tupac shot'em.  Holding two glocks,  Hope
your door got new locks on'em.  My daughter's feet,  ain't got no shoes or
socks on'em.  And them rings you wearing,  Looks like it got a few rocks
on'em.  And while you flaunt'em.  I could be taking them to shops to pawn'em.
I got a couple'a rings,  And a brand new watch you want'em.  Cause i ain't
never went gold off one song.  I'm running up on someone's lawn with guns
drawn.

That's rock bottom.
When this life makes you mad enough to kill.
That's rock bottom.
When you want something bad enough to steal.
That's rock bottom.
When you feel like you had it up to here.
Cause you mad enough to scream.
But you sad enough to tear.
That's rock bottom.


 

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