[Hook: Liz Rodriguez]
This is survival of the fittest

This is do or die
This is the winner takes it all
So take it all


[Verse 1: Eminem]
Wasn't ready to be a millionaire, I was ill-prepared

I was prepared to be ill, though, the skill was there
In the beginning, it wasn't 'bout the ends
It was 'bout bustin' raps and standin' for somethin'

$#&@ an acronym
Cut the $#&@in' act like you're happy, I'm $#&@in' back again
With another anthem, why stop when it doesn't have to end?

It ain't over 'til I say it's over - enough when I say enough
Throw me to them wolves and close the gate up up
I'm afraid of what'll happen to them wolves

When the thought of being thrown into an alligator pit, I salivated it
Raise your hands up like it's 12 noon
Nah, homie, hold them (*##$es straight up

Wait until you dislocate a rotator cuff
Came up rough, came to ruffle feathers
Nah, egos, I ain't deflatin' 'em

Last chance to make this whole stadium erupt

[Hook: Liz Rodriguez]


[Verse 2: Eminem]
I can see the finish line with each line that I finish

I'm so close to my goals I can almost pole vault over the goal post
And if I don't got enough in the tank maybe I can just siphon enough
To fill up this last can, man will I survive in this climate or what?

They said I was washed up and got a blood bath
I'm not a rapper, I'm an adapter
I can adjust, plus I can just walk up to a mic and just bust

So floor's open if you'd like to discuss
Top 5 in this mother$#&@er and if I don't make the cut
What, like I give a $#&@

I'mma light this (*##$ up like I'm driving a truck
In the side of a pump
0 to 60 hop in and gun it

Like G-Unit without the hyphen, I'm hypin' 'em up
And if there should ever come a time where my life's in a rut
And I look like I might just give up, eh you might of mistook

Me for bowing out I ain't taking a bounce
Stabbing myself with a $#&@ing knife in the gut
While I'm whiping my butt

Cause I just %#@!ted on the mic and like getting cut
I get excited at the sight of my blood, you better fight with a nut
Cause I'mma fight 'til I die or win

Biting the dust it'll just make me angrier
Wait, let me remind you of what got me this far
Picture me quitting, now draw a circle and put a line through it, !@#%

It's survival or what?

[Hook: Liz Rodriguez]


[Verse 3: Eminem]
So get your ideas, stack your ammo

But don't come unless you come to battle, jump in the saddle
This is it, it's what you eat, sleep, piss and %#@!
Lift, breathe, your whole existence just consists of this

Refuse to quit, the fuse is lit, can't diffuse the wick
If I don't do this music %#@! I lose my %#@!
Ain't got %#@! to lose, it's the moment of truth

It's all I know how to do
As soon as I get thrown in the booth, I spit
But my respect is overdue

I'm showin' you the flow no one used
I don't own no diploma for school, I quit!
So there's nothing for me to fall back on, I know no other traits

So you'd better trade your $#&@in' mics in for some tool-box-es
Cause you'll never take my pride from me
It'll have to be pried from me

So pull out your pliers and your screwdrivers
But I want you to doubt me, I don't want you to believe
Cause this is something that I must use to succeed
And if you don't like me then $#&@ you!
Self esteem must be $#&@in' shooting through the roof

Cause trust me
My skin is too thick and bullet proof to touch me
I can see why the $#&@ I disgust you!
I must be allergic to failure cause everytime I come close to it I just sneeze
I just go atchoo then achieve!


[Hook: Liz Rodriguez]