Music, reality, sometimes it's hard to tell the difference

But we as entertainers have a responsibility to these kids

Psyche! 



Eminem

If I were to die murdered in cold blood tomorrow

Would you feel sorrow or show love

Or would it matter

Can never be the lead-off batter of things

Shit for me to feed off

I'm see-saw battlin

But theres way too much at stake for me to be fake

There's too much on my plate

And I came way too far in this game to turn and walk away

And not say what I got to say

What the fuck you take me for? a joke? you smokin crack?

Before I do that, I beg Mariah to take me back

I get up 'for i get down, run myself in the ground, 'for I put some wack shit out

I'm tryin-a smack this one out the park, five-thousand mark

Ya'll steady tryin to drown the shark

Ain't gonna do nothin but piss me off

Lid to the can of whoop ass, just twist me off

See me