Believe Lyrics - Eminem

And I, started from the, bottom 

Like a, snowman, ground up 

Like round chuck, still put hands on you 

Staying wound up is how I spend time 

Sucker free, confidence high 

Such a breeze when I pin rhymes 

I just got the air about me 

Like wind chimes (yeah) 

Another day in the life (uh) 

Used to have to scrape to get by (yeah) 

Now my community is gated 

And I made it, and my neighbors say hi (say hi) 

I'm giving them pounds, I'm upscale now 

Guess it means I'm way in the sky 

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But I still remember the days of, minimal wage for 

General labor, welfare recipients is a minor 

Look at how government assistance has made ya 

Adversity, if at first if you don't succeed 

Put your temper to more use 'cause being broke is a poor excuse 

That shit only gives you more fuel 

Show them why you're you 

So close, God, it's like I almost got it 

But close only counts in timebombs and horseshoes 

So I uni-bomb shit (tick, tick, tick) 

No remorse 

Screw it, I'm lit, and that attitude I blew up on quick 

That's why they call me firecracker 

I grew up on wick (wick, wick, wick) with a short fuse 

I got some important news to report to 

Anyone who thought I was done, nah, bitch, not quite 

Spotlight's back on, got my faith, where's yours? 

Do you still believe 

In me? 

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Didn't I get everything I had to give you to make you see? 

I never forget if you turn your back on me 

Now and walk out I will never let you live it down 

(I never quit) Do you still believe? 

In me? 

Man I know sometimes these thoughts can be harsh and cold as ice 

To me, there's just ink blots 

I just fling them like slingshots, and so precise 

So you might want to think it over twice 

When you retards can roll the dice 

But beef will at least cost you your career 

'Cause even my cheap shots are overpriced 

But this middle finger is free as a bird 

New warhead-ed birth, you just forehead-ed on earth 

Too short for a verse, studied his formula 

Learned how to incorporate a curse 

Point it towards corporate America 

Stick a fork in it and turn 

'Cause four-letter words are more better 

Heard the world force-fed a turd to me 

You're getting yours 

But sometimes I overdo it 

But I just get so into it 

I was there consoling you when no one knew it 

When your situation showed no improvement 

I was that door, you walked over to it 

I'm the light at the end of tunnel so people are 

always looking at me as they're going through it 

When that tunnel vision is unclear, shit becomes too much to bear 

Since "Cleaning Out My Closet" when 

I was having trouble with the snare 

I'm that unrealistic prayer answered 

And I'ma get you jacked up, 

like you're trying to fix a flat (uh), when you struggle with a spare 

That double fisted bear, 

knuckles coupled with this pair of nuts I'm cupping 

I am your fucking switch, nothing can compare 

Do you still believe 

In me? 

Didn't I get everything I had to give you to make you see? 

I never forget if you turn your back on me 

Now and walk out I will never let you live it down 

(I never quit) Do you still believe? 

In me? 

Started from the bottom like a snowman 

Oh man, put that in your corncob pipe and smoke that 

But my battery's low 

I'm gonna need a booster in my pack 

I know I always got Proof on my back 

I called you a groupie 'cause I knew for a fact 

My insulin ho 

Homie I'm calling on you 'cause I think 

I'm slowly startin' to lose faith in it, so 

Give me that quick mota. 

Motivation to go, Hussein with the flow 

Fake fans with the two-faced that show 

Let heartbeats loot, produce hate in my soul 

Laying vocals two days in a row 

True statement, hate to go down this road 

But there's only one route to cross this bridge 

So I walk in this bitch with loose chains 

'Cause all my dues paid 

But this booth is taking its toll 

But it's never too late to start a new beginning 

That goes for you too 

So what the fuck are you gonna do, use the tools you're given? 

Or are you going to use the cards you were 

dealt as an excuse for you to not do shit with them 

I used to play the loser victim 

Until I saw the way Proof was driven 

I found my vehicle and I haven't ran out of gas yet 

And when they stacked decks, turn handicaps into assets 

Fanny packs, hourglasses 

If time was still on my side, I'd still have none to waste 

Man, in my younger days, that dream was so much fun to chase 

It's like I ran in place while this shit dangled in front of my face 

But how do you keep up the pace and 

the hunger pangs once you've won the race 

When that pool of exhaust is cooling off 

'Cause you don't got nothing left to prove at all 

'Cause you done already hit them with the coup de grâce 

Still you feel the need 

To go through and deal with that Bruce Willis 

That blue steel, that truth still 

When that wheel's loose, I won't lose will 

Do you still believe?