[Gwen Stefani] Here to stay Even when I'm gone When I close my eyes Through the passage of time Kings never die
[Eminem] I can hear the drummers 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, then 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 or shit or 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 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 running kaboom 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 some bullshit for the Renegade Someone's gonna make me blow my composure Here I go again, to the stage And I feel like I'm in a cage They so want a champion to fall I still wonder why I laugh at 'em Cause why carry when I'm all So fuck what these cynics say Just goes to show that when my back's against the wall And I'm under attack again, I'll act as if I'm posed ta 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 Me comin' back again Cause all the accomplishments, accolades, awards And trophies just don't mean jack anymore Cause 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 Kings never die
I want it, I'm coming to get it So you son of a bitches don't duck You're gonna get riddick bowed 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 on Tossed in the air by my own arm And launched so hard I broke my collarbone And when it's my time to go, but 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 berzerk Deacon of words, syllable genius at work Plus I'm think that they're mistaking my kindness For weakness, distill it with meanness I went from powdered milk and Farina To flippin' burgers on the grill for some peanuts From Gilbert's to arenas, call me Gilbert Arenas Still appeal to the dreamers I made it to the silverscreen But 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 is Or fulfilling to me, what filling a seat is It's that "Sound Bombing" Thirstin' Howl Common, underground, Diamond D, Outsidaz 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 and a day Even in the ground You ain't ever 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
Compositores: Elizabeth Rodrigues (SOCAN), Erik Albert George Alcock (Shinma Raen) (SOCAN), Luis Edgardo Resto (ASCAP), Marshall B Mathers Iii (Eminem) (BMI), Pranam Injeti (Chin Injeti) (SOCAN), Rahman Khalil Abdul (D J Khalil) (BMI)Editores: Jaleesa and Mahdi S Music (BMI), Matriz Music Inc (SOCAN), Que Chevere Music (ASCAP), Music Corporation Of America Inc (BMI), Sony Music Publishing LLC, Universal Music Publishing (SOCAN)Administração: Sony/ATV Music Publishing Canada (SOCAN)Publicado em 2015ECAD verificado obra #15160128 e fonograma #12026952 em 13/Abr/2024 com dados da UBEM