You're going to be okay, kid. You're going to be okay

[Hook: Claret Jai]

Is everything not enough?

What more can I give up?

Is there anyone that I can trust?

I give you my all and you still take from me

[Verse 1: Royce da 5'9"]

Uh

Always been the type of dude that'll feed my clique

I know that without the fans, I ain't shit

But y'all better read my lips; I don't spit raps this I'll

For you to just hack and steal and leak my shit, so peep my drift

I hope y'all don't think y'all helping me out with that shit

That shit's stressin' me out

Nickel nine is blowin' up

Christmas time, you should hang my album on top of your fireplace

Cause around that time, my stocking is goin' up

Feels like a victory, bittersweet

Cause the bigger I get, the bigger the wedge

Between the relationship of me and my bigger bro

Hear what I said?

Feels like the shit was wished on me

Everything I do for the nigga, and the nigga know

I would do anything for him,

But the nigga refuse to quit just straight shittin' on me

Keepin' your distance? Probably best

If you don't wanna fuck with me

But you know me probably best, fuck pity

You want that? You know it's Laila Ali's chest: Tough titty!

The problems, you got a problem, you think that I'm already set

So I'm a look down on you? Just be proud of me, you already got my respect

I ain't tryina say something I regret, so I'm a just stop, chasing the pain

Let you deal with the fact we don't get along

Cause I got a big face in the game

Sometimes I feel like "fuck my life, " I fuck with a few niggas

That I know that If my chick was a shady ho,

Niggas wouldn't think twice 'fore they fuck my wife

Guess that's the difference in friends and associates,

I done been broke, I done been through the motions

I don't pay no attention to birds,

I use my scope and I tend to the vultures

No one ever blows up your phone just to talk,

I don't make money just to loan it to y'all

Tell a nigga that the new album is like

Dialing and then talking to a hole in the wall

Please look at these expenses, these niggas expensive

If I gotta lend you money every time I see you

Just to be your friend, bitch, I don't really need your friendship.

[Hook]

[Bridge: Claret Jai]

I give, and I give

And you take, and you take

And you just walk away without nothing to say, you just take from me

You just take from me

[Verse 2: Eminem]

I live in a bubble, I struggle with the fame

Trouble as the pain grows double; give a fuck what you say

When my music you take so subtle, just to give it away

To people who don't even appreciate flows, mothafucka, I'm livid today

Cause I break my back to give you my art, you steal my thoughts

It's like driving a spike through my heart

You might not think it's that big of a deal to steal from me

But music is all I got

Aside from my daughters, not to sound like a martyr

But it's getting harder than I thought

To not just go crazy, trapped in this house, I'm about to just snap

Am I not deserving of what I got, did I not work for it?

Put it all in every record that I record

Well then please tell me why on this Earth

Lord does it keep happening, I keep rapping

But I wonder sometimes is it worth all the bullshit

Cause it feels like a down, there ain't no gettin up from

But I won't let it get me down, I won't succumb

I'm anything but glum, so fuck 'em!

They'll appreciate me when I'm gone; they'll say it was I'll, right?

The way I kill mics? But the way I feel right now

It just feels like I'm so done with this shit I might as well wipe

I have nothing else to give you, nothing left to contribute

Farewell I bid you, but before I go, my last gift to you

Ladies and gentlemen, Slaughterhouse I give you!

[Hook]