Music Video

Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Eminem
Eminem
Vocals
Khalil Abdul‐Rahman
Programming
E. Alcock
E. Alcock
Guitar
Liz Rodrigues
Liz Rodrigues
Background Vocals
P. Injeti
P. Injeti
Guitar
Mike Strange
Mike Strange
Guitar
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Marshall Mathers
Marshall Mathers
Songwriter
Khalil Abdul‐Rahman
Songwriter
E. Alcock
E. Alcock
Songwriter
Liz Rodrigues
Liz Rodrigues
Songwriter
P. Injeti
P. Injeti
Songwriter
Mike Strange
Mike Strange
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Eminem
Eminem
Mixing Engineer
DJ Khalil
DJ Khalil
Producer
Mike Strange
Mike Strange
Mixing Engineer
Joe Strange
Joe Strange
Recording Engineer
Tony Campana
Tony Campana
Engineer

Lyrics

[Verse 1]
Yeah
This is survival of the fittest
This is do or die
This is the winner takes it all
So take it all
[Verse 2]
Wasn't ready to be no 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 busting raps and standing for something, fucking 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 till I say it's over, enough when I say enough
Throw me to the 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
Wait is up, hands up like it's twelve noon
Nah homie, hold them bitches straighter up
Wave 'em till 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
[Verse 3]
'Cause this is survival of the fittest
This is do or die
This is the winner takes it all
So take it all
[Verse 4]
I can see the finish line with each line that I finish
I am so close to my goals I can almost pole vault over the goalpost
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 five in this mother fucker and if I don't make the cut
What, like I give a fuck, I'ma light this bitch up
Like I'm driving a truck through the side of a pump
Zero to sixty, hop in and gun it
Like G-Unit without the hyphen, I'm hyping 'em up
And if there should ever come a time when my life's in a rut
And I look like I might just give up, errr!
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 I like getting cut
I get excited at the sight of my blood, you're in a fight with a nut
'Cause I'ma fight till 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
And then put a line through it smut, it's survival of what?
[Verse 5]
This is survival of the fittest
This is do or die
This is the winner takes it all
So take it all
So take it all
[Verse 6]
So get your ideas, stack your ammo
But don't come unless you come to battle
Now mount up, jump in the saddle, this is it
It's what you eat, sleep, piss and shit
Live, breathe, your whole existence just consists of this
Refuse to quit, fuse is lit, can't defuse 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 trade
So you better trade your fucking mics in for some toolboxes
'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 want you to believe
'Cause this is something that I must use to succeed
And if you don't like me then fuck you, self esteem
Must be fucking shooting through the roof, 'cause trust me
My skin is too thick and bulletproof to touch me
I can see why the fuck I disgust you, I must be
Allergic to failure, 'cause every time I come l close to it I just sneeze
But I just go achoo, then achieve
[Verse 7]
This is survival of the fittest
This is do or die
This is the winner takes it all
So take it all
So take it all
Written by: E. Alcock, Khalil Abdul‐Rahman, Liz Rodrigues, Marshall Mathers, Mike Strange, P. Injeti
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