Biografia:
Marshall Bruce Mathers III (17 de Outubro de 1972 - St. Joseph, Missouri, Estados Unidos), mundialmente famoso por seu nome artístico Eminem, é rapper, compositor, produtor e ator. É vencedor de inúmeros prêmios, dentre eles: 1 Óscar, 16 BMA, 15 Grammy's, 14 EMA, 12 VMA, 9 AMA, 7 TCA, 7 PCA, 5 WMA, 2 MTV Movie Awards. Já vendeu mais de 100 milhões de álbuns pelo mundo, sendo o artista que mais vendeu na década de 2000 e o Artista da Década pela Billboard.
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Outras músicas:
- 'til I Collapse
- Berzerk
- Brain Damage
- Crazy In Love
- Lighters
- Like Toy Soldiers
- Loose Yourself
- Lose Yourself
- Love The Way You Lie
- Love The Way You Lie (ft. Rihanna)
- Love The Way You Lie Part 2 (ft. Rihanna)
- Lucky You [feat. Joyner Lucas]
- Mockingbird
- Not Afraid
- Not Afraid (beginner)
- Sing For The Moment
- Spacebound
- Stan
- Superman
- The Monster (ft. Rihanna)
- The Monster Chords
- The Real Slim Shady
- Walk On Water
- Headlights
- Space Bound
- The Monster (feat. Rihanna)
- 25 To Life
- 8 Mile
- Arose
- Ass Like That
- Bad Meets Evil
- Beautiful
- Beautiful Pain
- Castle
- Cleanin Out My Closet
- Cold Wind Blows
- Crack A Bottle
- Criminal
- Deja Vu
- Desperation
- Framed
- Going Through Changes
- Good Guy
- Guilty Conscience
- Guts Over Fear
- Hailies Song
- I Remember
- Im Shady
- In Your Head
- Just Loose It
- Kill You
- Legacy
- Like Home
- Lounge
- Love Game
- Love The Way You Lie Part 2
- Lucky You
- My Only Chance
- No Love
- Nowhere Fast
- Pheonomenal
- Puke
- Rap God
- River
- Rock Bottom
- Shake That Ass
- Stronger Than I Was
- Survival
- Talkin 2 Myself
- The Apple
- The Monster
- Twisted
- Untouchable
- Venom
- We Made You
- When Im Gone
- Wont Back Down
Quatro anos de trabalho duro!Neste mês de maio fizemos quatro anos no ar. Continuamos trabalhando na divulgação deste maravilhoso instrumento, obrigado por participar da nossa história!
The chord progression throughout the song is:
Gm Fm A#m Cm Dm
You strum every cord once except the A#m which you do twice.
[Hook: Liz Rodrigues]
Gm Fm A#m Cm Dm
This is survival of the fittest
Gm Fm A#m Cm Dm
This is do or die
Gm Fm A#m Cm Dm
This is the winner takes it all
Gm Fm A#m Cm Dm
So take it all
[Verse 1]
Wasn't ready to being a millionaire, I was ill-prepared
I was prepared to be ill though, the skill was there
From the beginning, it wasn't 'bout the ends
It was 'bout busting raps and standing for something, fuck an acronym
Cut the fucking act like you're happy, I'm fucking 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
I'm afraid of what'll happen to them wolves
When the thought of being thrown into an alligator pit, I salivated it
Weight is up, hands up like it's 12 noon, nah, homie
Hold them bitches straight up, up wave 'em 'til you dislocate a rotator cuff
Came up rough, came to ruffle feathers, nah, egos
I ain't deflate enough, last chance to make this whole stadium erupt
[Hook]
[Verse 2]
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 mothafucka and if I don't make the cut
What, like I give a fuck, I'mma light this bitch up like I'm driving a truck
To the side of a pump, 0 to 60 hop in and gun it
Like G-Unit without the hyphen, I'm hyping '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've mistook
Me for bowing out I ain't taking a bow, I'm stabbing myself
With a fucking knife in the gut, while I'm wiping my butt!
Cause I just shitted on the mic, and like getting cut
I get excited at the sight of my blood, you're in a 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 around it and put a line through it, slut
It's survival of what?
[Hook]
[Verse 3]
So get your ideas, stack your ammo
But don't come unless you come to battle, I'm mad now jump in the saddle
This is it, it's what you eat, sleep, piss and shit
Lift, breathe, your whole existence just consists of this
Refuse to quit, fuse is lit, can't diffuse the wick
I don't do this music shit, I lose my shit
Ain't got shit 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 showing you the flow no one do
Cause I don't own no diploma for school, I quit!
So there's nothing for me to fall back on, I know no other trades
So you'd better trade your fucking 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 screwdri-vers
But I want you to doubt me, I don't want you to buh-lieve
Cause this is something that I must use to suc-ceed
And if you don't like me then fuck you!
Self es-teem must be fucking shooting through-the-roof cause trust me
My skin is too thick and bul-let proof to touch me
I can see why the fuck I disgust you
I must be a-llergic to failure cause everytime I come close to it
I just sneeze, I just go atchoo then achieve!
Gm Fm A#m Cm Dm
You strum every cord once except the A#m which you do twice.
[Hook: Liz Rodrigues]
Gm Fm A#m Cm Dm
This is survival of the fittest
Gm Fm A#m Cm Dm
This is do or die
Gm Fm A#m Cm Dm
This is the winner takes it all
Gm Fm A#m Cm Dm
So take it all
[Verse 1]
Wasn't ready to being a millionaire, I was ill-prepared
I was prepared to be ill though, the skill was there
From the beginning, it wasn't 'bout the ends
It was 'bout busting raps and standing for something, fuck an acronym
Cut the fucking act like you're happy, I'm fucking 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
I'm afraid of what'll happen to them wolves
When the thought of being thrown into an alligator pit, I salivated it
Weight is up, hands up like it's 12 noon, nah, homie
Hold them bitches straight up, up wave 'em 'til you dislocate a rotator cuff
Came up rough, came to ruffle feathers, nah, egos
I ain't deflate enough, last chance to make this whole stadium erupt
[Hook]
[Verse 2]
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 mothafucka and if I don't make the cut
What, like I give a fuck, I'mma light this bitch up like I'm driving a truck
To the side of a pump, 0 to 60 hop in and gun it
Like G-Unit without the hyphen, I'm hyping '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've mistook
Me for bowing out I ain't taking a bow, I'm stabbing myself
With a fucking knife in the gut, while I'm wiping my butt!
Cause I just shitted on the mic, and like getting cut
I get excited at the sight of my blood, you're in a 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 around it and put a line through it, slut
It's survival of what?
[Hook]
[Verse 3]
So get your ideas, stack your ammo
But don't come unless you come to battle, I'm mad now jump in the saddle
This is it, it's what you eat, sleep, piss and shit
Lift, breathe, your whole existence just consists of this
Refuse to quit, fuse is lit, can't diffuse the wick
I don't do this music shit, I lose my shit
Ain't got shit 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 showing you the flow no one do
Cause I don't own no diploma for school, I quit!
So there's nothing for me to fall back on, I know no other trades
So you'd better trade your fucking 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 screwdri-vers
But I want you to doubt me, I don't want you to buh-lieve
Cause this is something that I must use to suc-ceed
And if you don't like me then fuck you!
Self es-teem must be fucking shooting through-the-roof cause trust me
My skin is too thick and bul-let proof to touch me
I can see why the fuck I disgust you
I must be a-llergic to failure cause everytime I come close to it
I just sneeze, I just go atchoo then achieve!
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