Eminem - Get Back Up lyrics

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Eminem - Get Back Up lyrics

[Hook: Anna] You can't let nobody stand in your way You've just got to get back up yeah, you've just gotta get back up, ho-oh And take down everything that you cannot change now You've just got to get back up yeah, you've just gotta get back up, ho-oh [Verse 1: T.I.] Hey, what it is, world? Yeah, it's me again Back before you, at your mercy, on bended knee again No runnin' from the truth, as much as we pretend That it ain't what it is, then it hits CNN Apologies to my fans and my closest friends (I'm sorry) For lettin' you down, I won't take you down this road again (uh-uh) Most of you now sayin' "Whatever, here we go again" Blogs, radio and television all goin' in I laugh to keep from crying through all of the embarra**ment (I gotta say) I gotta say you f**in' haters is hilarious (ha-ha!) How dare you sit right there and act as if you holier than thou? Point your finger now with me looking down (down) Same clown that was twitpicking at my wedding On the same Twitter page disrespecting, wait a second Never mind my imperfections, this a fact, remember that No mistake's too great to recover and bounce back [Hook] [Verse 2: Eminem] If I could capture the rage of today's youth and bottle it Crush the gla** with my bare hands and swallow it Then spit it back in the faces of you racists And hypocrites who think the same sh** but don't say sh** You Liberaces, Versaces and you Nazis Watch me cause you thinkin' you got me in this hot seat You motherf**ers wanna judge me cause you're not me You'll never stop me, I'm top speed as you pop me I came to save these new generations of babies From parents who failed to raise 'em cause they're lazy To grow to praise me, I'm makin' 'em go crazy That's how I got this whole nation to embrace me And you fugazi if you think I'ma admit wrong I cripple any hypocritic critic I'm sic'd on And this song is for any kid who gets picked on A sick song to retaliate to and it's called This kind of music, use it and you get amped to do sh** [Hook] [Verse 3: Lupe Fiasco] Now we can say it ain't our fault if we never heard it But if we know better, then we probably deserve it Jihad is not a holy war, where's that in the worship? Murdering is not Islam, and you are not observant And you are not a m**m Israel don't take my side cause look how far you've pushed them Walk with me into the ghetto, this where all the kush went Complain about the liquor store, but what you drinking liquor for? Complain about the gloom, but when'd you pick a broom up? Just listening to Pac ain't gon' make it stop A rebel in your thoughts ain't gon' make it halt If you don't become an actor, you'll never be a factor Pills with million side effects, take 'em when the pain's felt Wash them down with diet soda, k**ing off your brain cells Crooked banks around the world would gladly give a loan today So if you ever miss a payment, they can take your home away [Hook]

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