Eminem : Rabit Run
" It's just sometimes it's always me
How dark can these hallways be
The clock strikes midnight
1, 2, then half past 3
This half-assed rhyme, with this half-assed piece of paper
I'm desperate at my desk
If I could just get the rest of this shit off my chest, again
Stuck in this slump, can't think of nothing
Fuck, I'm stumped, oh, wait, here comes something, nope!
It's not good enough, scribble it out
New pad, crinkle it up, and throw this shit out
I'm fizzling out, thought I figured it out
Ball's in my court but I'm scared to dribble it out
I'm afraid, but why am I afraid? Why am I a slave
To this Trade ? Cyanide I spit to the grave
Real enough to rile you up, want me to flip it? I can rip it
Any style you want "
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