Eminem, Murat Koff - Lose Yourself

Late nights
City sleeps
Mine doesn't
People think silence means weakness
This bronze is wetty
Beast buries
One shot, but one opportunity
B*tch, f*ck damn, He don't back that he knows me don't back to this mobile
This is the, this down kingdom views, the moon, that you run, that you better never let it go, we only get one shot,
Black b*tches chance to blow, it's not pursuit and hero, what but a right time, color the souls escaping, we threw
This hoes in his paping, this world is lying to the taking, make me king, let's me move forward, the world harder's
For her, with the bathardom
Clothes the ghost on it, known he goes solid
His clone he goes riding, he loses all over, these hoes is all on it
Coast because chose, he knows they go trawler
Known he goes galler, he knows his gold lather
From holy stone starver, he goes sober and bad, he knows his own lather
Goes your nose, it's being ghost, we co-wather
He's ghost, don't run him, no more, he's so chowder
They grow garb, let me grow, he bro
He knows stones, it's so garb, his soul is so goth