(feat. Eminem)[Intro: Boogie]Nigga, I were [?], wife-beaters and women, damnUh, shit[Chorus: Boogie]I've been thuggin' through my rainy days, for daysI ain't really tryna hang today, today (yeah, yeah, yeah)I need changes in a major way (yeah, yeah, yeah), a wayI just pray I never fade away, away[Verse 1: Boogie]Yo, yo, aw manYo, word the to titles, so word to my idols and word to the goats (uh)I ain't sayin' I like 'em, I'd kill all they niggas than wear 'em as coats (uh)Word to the feelings I channel, I lose 'em as quick as a fucking remote (uh)Don't be callin' me woke (no)I cheat on my queen for a hoThat's how she go, she keep sayin' we chill (hey)She gon' come out her shell (woah)Ain't no pushin' my buttons when all of my feelings is stuck on a wheel (yeah)Bitch, I'm thirsty and blessed (hey)I pour liquor in grills (woah)This for my niggas in jail, wrestlin' ills (uh)That's the hell in the cellI come from a place where the shit can get shady, my chance it was slimAll my women was basically seein' different races [?]I can't send out no message to none of my exes and bitches and friends (hey)I can blow it againNeed a bitch that's as thick as my skin, shit 'cause[Chorus: Boogie]I've been thuggin' through my rainy days, for daysI ain't really tryna hang today, today (yeah, yeah, yeah)I need changes in a major way (yeah, yeah, yeah), a wayI just pray I never fade away, away[Verse 2: Eminem]I left my legacy hurt? Fuckin' absurdLike a shepherd havin' sex with his sheep, fuck what you heardAll this talk in my ear, I got a ideaLike the clerk when you tryna buy beerSince on the mic I'm a nightmareFuck it, I thought this might be a good time to put woke me to rockabyeI got the bottle of NyQuil right hereYou want the sleep me to wake, you want Slim Shady EPThat's on the CD cover, sockin' my mirrorI promise not to cry crocodile tears, if you end up shocked at my lyricsMarshall is dead in the water but not that I careDre said, "Rock the boat" and the Doc is my pierSo, it's unanimous, you're at attention, the planet's listenin'And their banana splits again, which has its advantagesBut when you got nothing to say except for the hand your dick is inAnd if your plan's to stick it in Janice DickensonAnd imagine if the Temazepam is kickin' in and it's havin' you panic-strickenYou're trippin' off of tryptophan and tripped a fan in SwitzerlandJust for askin' an autograph or picture, then ripped it in halfAnd whipped it at him and kick his ass all the way back to MichiganBut no matter how many rounds, or if I get knocked down in a bout and fell to the groundI got a fighter's mentalityI'll get back up and fight with itIn fact I'ma attackin' the mic with itI'll make it sound like a vampire's bitin' itBut I'll have to be Dracula's sidekick, to be down for the count (Ha-ha! Yeah)Yo, album (what?), out (yeah), now (uh), pow, wow (woo!), I don't (uh), see no (uh) clouds (nah)But there ain't gonna be no (uh) drought, smile, frown (yeah)Upside-down (ya), shut my little mouth (uh), howThat ain't what I'm 'bout, shout [?], thuggin'[Outro: Boogie]I've been thuggin' through my rainy days, for days (uh)I ain't really tryna hang today, today (yeah, yeah, yeah)I need changes in a major way (yeah, yeah, yeah), a wayI just hope I never (I just hope I never), I just pray I never (I just pray I never)I've been thuggin' through my rainy days, for days (uh)I ain't really tryna hang today, today (uh)I need changes in a major way, a way (major way, uh)I just pray I never fade away, away