[Verse 1: Eminem "Warrior, Pt. 2"]
It's like a throne that he don't even own
He won't sit down, give him a crown, he just throws it around
It’s like a joke, he’s like a king, but he don’t rule a thing
He don't want the diamonds, want the gold or want the jewelry
He don't want the room or want the loot, he's in it for the sport
Running circles 'round his competition on the court
He appreciates your support, but he ain't begging for it
And you can love it, you can hate it, but you can't ignore it
You can't be that ig-nor-ant, though you can try to sell him short
But you can't f*ck with his last joint or the one before it
And he was born to raise hell like them country boys
And if I'm fronting, man, you better come confront me for it
[Pre-Chorus: Imagine Dragons "Whatever It Takes"]
Hypocritical, egotistical
Don't wanna be the parenthetical, hypothetical
Working hard on something that I'm proud of, out of the box
An epoxy to the world and the vision we've lost
[Chorus: Chester Bennington "Blackout" & Imagine Dragons "Believer"]
(Pain!)
You've gotta get it inside!
You push it back down! You push it back down!
(Pain!)
You'll never get it inside!
Push it back down, blackout, blood in your eye!
(Pain!)
Oh let the bullets fly, oh let them rain
My life, my love, my drive, it came from
(Pain!)
You'll never get it inside!
Push it back down, blackout, blood in your eye
(Whatever it takes!)
[Verse 2: Mike Shinoda "Remember the Name"]
He doesn't need his name up in lights
He just wants to be heard, whether it's the beat or the mic
He feels so unlike everybody else, alone
In spite of the fact that some people still think that they know him
But f*ck 'em, he knows the code, it's not about the salary
It's all about reality and making some noise
Making a story, making sure his clique stays up
That means when he puts it down, He's picking it up
Forget Mike, nobody really knows how or why he works so hard
It seems like he's never got time
Because he writes every note and he writes every line
And I've seen him at work, when that light goes on in his mind
It's like a design is written in his head, every time
Before he even touches a key or speaks in a rhyme
And those motherf*ckers he runs with, those kids that he signed?
Ridiculous, without even trying, how do they do it?
(I do what it takes)
[Pre-Chorus: Imagine Dragons "Whatever It Takes"]
Hypocritical, egotistical
Don't wanna be the parenthetical, hypothetical
Working hard on something that I'm proud of, out of the box
An epoxy to the world and the vision we've lost
[Chorus: Chester Bennington "Blackout" & Imagine Dragons "Believer"]
(Pain!)
You've gotta get it inside!
You push it back down! You push it back down!
(Pain!)
You'll never get it inside!
Push it back down, blackout, blood in your eye!
(Pain!)
Oh let the bullets fly, oh let them rain
My life, my love, my drive, it came from
(Pain!)
You'll never get it inside!
Push it back down, blackout, blood in your eye
(Whatever it takes!)
[Verse 3: 50 Cent "Warrior, Pt. 2"]
He's no magician man the kid does something out of nothing
So that n*ggas from his hood act like he owes him something
They talk crazy till they send n*ggas to where to buck him
Ask him if it's a problem and he'll say "nah, it's nothing"
He was gonna help 'em out but since they fronted f*ck 'em
He don't care how they feel they can hate him or love him
He held his own on his own the kid is really thugging
He's rich now, he ain't changed so n*ggas think he bugging
He bulletproof everything cause n*ggas try and buck him
Keeps two pistols on his hip I'll show you where he tuck 'em
n*ggas say they gon' get at him but they can't touch him
Try to catch him slipping they creep in and he start bussing
[Chorus: Chester Bennington "Blackout" & Imagine Dragons "Believer"]
(Pain!)
You've gotta get it inside!
You push it back down! You push it back down!
(Pain!)
You'll never get it inside!
Push it back down, blackout, blood in your eye!
(Pain!)
Oh let the bullets fly, oh let them rain
My life, my love, my drive, it came from
(Pain!)
You'll never get it inside!
Push it back down, blackout, blood in your eye
(Whatever it takes!)
[Outro: Imagine Dragons "Whatever It Takes"]
Hypocritical, egotistical
Don't wanna be the parenthetical, hypothetical
Working hard on something that I'm proud of, out of the box
An epoxy to the world and the vision we've lost
Hypocritical, egotistical
Don't wanna be the parenthetical, hypothetical
I'm a catastrophe
And yet a masterpiece, and yet I'm half-diseased
And when I am deceased
At least I'll go down to the grave and die happily
And leave the body and the soul to be a part of thee