Kings Never Die - Gwen Stefani&Eminem

　　Here to stay

　　Even when I'm gone

　　When I close my eyes

　　Through the passage of time

　　Kings never die

　　I can hear the drummer drumming

　　And the trumpets, someone's tryna summon someone, I know somethin's coming

　　But I'm runnin' from it to be standing at the summit

　　And plummet, how come it wasn't what I thought it was

　　Was it, too good to be true?

　　Have nothin', get it all but too much of it

　　Then lose it again, did I swallow hallucinogens

　　Cause if not, where the hell did it go?

　　Cause here I sit in Lucifer’s den by the dutch oven

　　Just choosing to sin

　　Even if it means I'm sellin' my soul, just to be the undisputed again

　　Do whatever I gotta do just to win

　　Cause I got this motherfuckin' cloud over my head

　　Crown around it, thorns on it

　　Cracks in it, bet you morons didn't think I'd be back, did ya?

　　How 'bout that, I’m somehow now back to the underdog

　　But no matter how loud that I bark, this sport is somethin' I never bow-out (bow-wowed) at

　　I complain about the game, I shout and I pout, it's a love-hate

　　But I found out that I can move a mountain of doubt

　　Even when you bitches are countin' me out, and I appear to be down for the count

　　Only time I ever been out in a 'bout' (& about)

　　Is drivin' around town with my fuckin' whereabouts in a doubt

　　Cause I been lost tryna think of what I did to get here but I'm not a quitter

　　Gotta get up, give it all I got or give up

　　Spit on, shit on, stepped on, but kept goin'

　　I'm tryna be headstrong but it feels like I slept on my neck wrong

　　Cause you're moving onto the next, but is the respect gone?

　　Cause someone told me that

　　Kings never die

　　Don't give me that sob story liar, don't preach to the choir

　　You ain't never even had to reach in the fire to dig deep

　　Nobody ever handed me shit in life, not even a flyer

　　Wouldn't even take shit into consideration

　　Obliterate anyone in the way

　　I think I see why a lot of rappers get on these features

　　and try to show out on a 'track' with me

　　But it'd actually have to be a fuckin' 'blow-out' to get me to 're-tire'

　　Tell these new artists that kings never die

　　I know shit has changed in this age, fuck a Twitter page

　　Did it just say I've been upstaged?

　　Why am I online? It's driving me crazy

　　I'm ridin' shotgun tryna get a gauge

　　On what's hot, but I'm not one to conform

　　But as days pass in this shit

　　And opinions sway, I can hear 'em say

　　If I stay passionate maybe I can stage a miraculous

　　Comeback as if I went away

　　But detractors just say so much for the Renegade

　　Someone's gonna make me blow my composure

　　Here I go again, center stage and I feel like I'm in a cage

　　They so want a champion to fall

　　It's no wonder why I laugh at 'em, cause why can't we win 'em all?

　　So fuck what these cynics say

　　(It) just goes ta show that when my back's against the wall

　　And I'm under a tack again, that I'll act as if I'm 'posed ta (poster)

　　With this pent up (pinned-up) rage, cause all these plaques in my office

　　On the floor stacked against the door

　　Are they just metaphors for the odds of me comin' back again?

　　Cause all the accomplishments, accolades, awards

　　And trophies just don't mean jack anymore

　　If I'm here today and gone tomorrow

　　And I'm not gonna be

　　Here to stay

　　Even when I'm gone

　　When I close my eyes

　　Through the passage of time

　　Kings never die

　　I want it, I'm comin' to get it

　　So you son of a bitches don't duck you’re gonna get Riddick Bowe’d

　　Critics'll end up in critical, think your shit is dope all you're gonna get is smoked

　　And I'm not stopping 'til I'm on top again, all alone and on a throne (honor thrown)

　　Like a token of respect, or a homage poem, or an ode I've been owed

　　Tossed in the air by my own arm, and launched so hard it broke my collarbone

　　And when it's my time to go, I'm still not leaving

　　Stop for no one, I don't know but I've been told an obstacle that

　　Blocks your road, knock it over, time to go for that pot of gold, cause

　　They say kings never die

　　Just ask Jam Master Jay

　　They just grow wings and they fly

　　So, hands up, reach for the sky

　　Try to hold and prolong these moments

　　Cause in a blink of an eye

　　They'll be over

　　Tryna secure your legacy like Shakur

　　And ensure nobody's ever gonna be what you were

　　So before you're leavin' this Earth

　　You want people to feel the fury of a pure evil cerebral berserk

　　Deacon of words, syllable genius at work

　　Plus I'm thinkin' that they're mistakin' my kindness for weakness, kill 'em with meanness

　　I went from powdered milk and Farina

　　To flippin' burgers on the grill for some peanuts

　　From Gilbert's to arenas, call me Gilbert Arenas, still appeal to the dreamers

　　I made it to the silverscreen but Rocky's still what the theme is

　　Khalil on the beat cause makin' the beat ain’t the same feelin' to me as killin' the beat is

　　Or fulfillin' to me is what fillin' a seat is

　　It's that "Sound Bombing" Thirstin' Howl

　　Common, underground, Diamond D, Outsidaz

　　God just give me one shot, I swear that I won't let you down

　　Stomach growl, throbbin' hunger, out-rhymin' everyone

　　I'ma be around forever-and-a-day, even in the ground

　　You ain't never ever gonna hear 'em say I ain't

　　Here to stay

　　Even when I'm gone

　　When I close my eyes

　　Through the passage of time

　　Kings never die