[Intro: Eminem]
Yeah…
They say real ones die a thousand deaths
But I ain’t even bled yet
So what the fuck am I?

[Verse 1: Eminem]
I ain’t livin’, I’m existing in this glitch of a world
Where the truth gets filtered more than Instagram girls
Got a smile on my face but a razor in my grin
They gave me life—cool, I’ll trade it in for a pen

Wrote my will in a verse, buried my soul in a beat
Tell my daughter if I vanish, I was just too obsolete
Too many voices in my skull like a roundtable
Shady’s dead, Marshall’s dying, but the mic’s still fatal

Burnt bridges, burnt lungs, burnt past
But I still spit flames through a surgeon's mask
Try to kill my name, bury it in the press
But I resurrect every time y’all suppress

[Chorus: Joyner Lucas + Eminem]
(Joyner)
If I’m already dead, what the hell can you do to me?
Numb to the shots, pain ain’t new to me
(Eminem)
I died in the booth, came back like a eulogy
Put me in the dirt, bitch, I bloom like a eulogy
(Joyner)
We the ghosts that they tried to erase
(Eminem)
Still screamin’ through the cracks in the grave

(Both)
Yeah, dead men rappin’, ain’t nothin’ left to lose
One foot in Hell with a mic and a fuse

[Verse 2: Joyner Lucas]
I’ve been dead since the doc said “he's breathin’”
Fake love all around me like it’s Halloween season
Put my demons on payroll, they ride for free
And I ain’t talkin’ ‘bout ghosts when I say "you’ll see"

N***as Buried me alive but I clawed through the floor
Now I'm knockin' on your conscience, breakin' down doors
They said, "Joyner chill, you too real, too cold,"
But I ain't never seen peace with a heart this old

I speak for the voiceless, the outcasts, the n***as who want headweight
You speak for the likes and the filters and clickbait
So I don’t need a crown, I don’t care for your cred
You talk like a legend, I rap like I bled

[Chorus: Joyner Lucas + Eminem]
(Joyner)
If I’m already dead, what the hell can you do to me?
Numb to the shots, pain ain’t new to me
(Eminem)
I died in the booth, came back like a eulogy
Put me in the dirt, bitch, I bloom like a eulogy
(Joyner)
We the ghosts that they tried to erase
(Eminem)
Still screamin’ through the cracks in the grave

(Both)
Yeah, dead men rappin’, ain’t nothin’ left to lose
One foot in Hell with a mic and a fuse

[Bridge: Eminem]
Say goodbye to the smile, the filters, the grace
Say hello to the rage that’ll melt your face
Dead don’t mean gone, it means unleashed
And you just woke the wrong fuckin’ beast

[Outro: Joyner Lucas]
Pour one out for the fakes
We came back from the grave
Now the real ones awake—
Rest in peace, or run away