walkthrough!

[Verse 1: GRIP]
Look, I can walk you through the depth of hell
Where vets rejects elect the cell
Keep extra protect your tail, dont respect the mail
The blaze a separate trail , because, uh, they wasnt napped as well
Inherited they debt, we set to fail, please reset the scale
Niggas clappin on Saturday, but we aint see SNL
No comedy skits, just llamas and sticks and drama and shit
Baby mamas and jits, piranhas in pits, and brought up the *****
Honestly, its only right I gеt a zombie as a fix
This bass to your face from a speakеr make you a tweaker
I laced it with ether
Itll take you a week to bounce back of one hit of this
Niggas is ********, way too frivolous
This is far more dire, the bars is hardcore like parkour with barbed wire
GRIP is the dark horse that spark wars and start fires
Holdin one on a par of four, were hirin your supplier
Tour guy for hire , poor guy, hes tired
Cut him some slack, hes strapped wrapped to his back
[Chorus: GRIP]
Back to the wall and they all against me
Love my momma, but theres cash to earn
I was hopin maybe we could borrow the Bentley
If only one time fore we crash and burn
Fully planned the script but your sides empty
Cause you chose to rap for your favorite girl
Couldve fooled me, cant save the world
Couldve fooled me, cant save the world
Back to the wall and they all against me
Love my momma, but theres cash to earn
I was hopin maybe we could borrow the Bentley
If only one time fore we crash and burn
Fully planned the script but your sides empty
Cause you chose to rap for your favorite girl
Couldve fooled me, cant save the world
Couldve fooled me, cant save the world
[Verse 2: Eminem]
Yeah
Sometimes I wonder really what did my closed head injury do
Im literally missin a screw, but it seems like my memorys too vivid to forget the shit I been through (Yeah)
So as my residuals grew, I remember those kids that were cruel
Same individuals thatll listen belittlin
And I essentially used them as the fuel
Who wouldve knew what a pencil could do, those so mentally screwed
They said 'Marshall, youre either gonna wind up dead or in a penitentiary
Cause eventually youll end up clinchin a tool
And come back vengefully to shoot them bullies who clowned you in elementary school'
Yeah, my head, somethings wrong with it (Yeah)
But that makes me me, Im different (Yup)
That lyrical fiend, Im misfit
Since I was a bleach blonde who hear the beat hung
This ***** makes me only think of demonic shit
I was knockin on deaths door, I ****ing ding-dong ditched it
Yeah, and I dont do that sing-song ***** shit
And I dont use autotune, all I do is spit in this shit, just bothers you
Call it quits *****, impossible
My pen just popped your thought-balloon
You dipshits know how Ima do is
Send a mother****ing beat to the trauma-unit
Yeah, Shady Records
Look at all these squad killers we brought with us
Juggernauts and godzillas, you dont rock with us youre off of your rockers
*****, back to the wall
Is it always, is why Im not talkin about wallets and knots
When I say that the wall it is not against
Small like the cross
Look at how far this is past you
Regardless you want me to reach a ****in bar that does not exist
No pun intended, but GRIP, hold on to this moment
Cause soon as you reach the top, they gon want you to fall from it
So you better grab your seatbelt
Like I did mine, and fasten yours
Like a mother****ing plane-crash passenger
Cause one day youll be crashing back to earth
And if you dont ever stop to smell the roses
I do know one thing, thats for sure
You dont get your flowers til you pushin up daisies
And thats about all your ashes earn
[Chorus: GRIP]
Back to the wall and they all against me
Love my momma, but theres cash to earn
I was hopin maybe we could borrow the Bentley
If only one time fore we crash and burn
Fully planned the script but your sides empty
Cause you chose to rap for your favorite girl
Couldve fooled me, cant save the world
Couldve fooled me, cant save the world
Back to the wall and they all against me
Love my momma, but theres cash to earn
I was hopin maybe we could borrow the Bentley
If only one time fore we crash and burn
Fully planned the script but your sides empty
Cause you chose to rap for your favorite girl
Couldve fooled me, cant save the world
Couldve fooled me, cant save the world