Walk On Water
Eminem Lyrics

I walk on water
I am perceived as someone who can do anything and achieve everything effortlessly.

But I ain't no Jesus
But I am human and I have my own limitations and flaws.

I walk on water
I am known for my incredible abilities and talents.

But only when it freezes (fuck)
But I can only perform at my best when the circumstances are just right.

Why, are expectations so high?
Why do people expect so much from me?

Is it the bar I set?
Is it because I have set the bar so high for myself?

My arms, I stretch, but I can't reach
I try my best to keep up with the expectations, but sometimes I fall short.

A far cry from it, or it's in my grasp, but as
I am very close to achieving my goals but somehow I cannot seem to reach it.

Soon as I grab, squeeze
As soon as I almost have it in my control.

I lose my grip like the flying trapeze
I lose my hold on it, just like one would lose their grip on the flying trapeze.

Into the dark, I plummet
I feel like I am falling into the darkness of my own failures.

Now the sky's blackening, I know the mark's high
I feel like I have messed up, and the stakes were high.

Butter-flies rip apart my stomach
I feel nervous and anxious after I realize I have not lived up to the expectations.

Knowing that no matter what bars I come with
I know that no matter what I do, it won't be enough for some people.

You're gonna hark, gripe, and that's a hard Vicodin to swallow
People will scrutinize, complain and it is hard for me to accept that.

So I scrap these, as pressure increases, like khakis
Faced with mounting pressure, I choose to start over and discard my previous work.

I feel the ice cracking, because
I sense that things are falling apart and I am losing control.

It's the curse of the standard
Being held to such high standards is my downfall.

That the first of the Mathers disc set
This phenomenon started with my first album as Eminem.

Always in search of the verse that I haven't spit yet
I am constantly looking to top my previous work with something new and better.

Will this step just be another misstep
I worry that this new attempt will lead me to fail again.

To tarnish whatever the legacy, love or respect, I've garnered?
I am afraid that any future misstep will ruin my past achievements and my reputation.

The rhyme has to be perfect, the delivery flawless
I am very meticulous about my craft, and I strive for perfection.

And it always feels like I'm hitting the mark
I believe I am doing a good job until I listen to my work again.

'Til I go sit in the car, listen, and pick it apart
After I listen to my work repeatedly, I start to criticize and find faults in it.

Like, 'this shit is garbage'
I have a habit of being overly critical of my craft.

God's given me all this
I am grateful for all the success and opportunities that have come my way.

Still I feel no different regardless
Despite everything, I still feel like the same old me.

Kids look to me like as a God, this is retarded
I do not like being idolized and worshipped by others.

If only they knew, it's a facade and it's exhaustive
I am drained from putting on a fake front all the time for the public's sake.

And I try to not listen to nonsense
I choose to ignore the senseless criticism of others.

But if you bitches are trying to strip me of my confidence
However, negative comments still affect me deeply.

Mission accomplished
They have succeeded in making my confidence wane.

I'm not God-sent
I am not supernaturally great or talented.

Nas, Rakim, Pac, Big, James Todd Smith, and I'm not Prince, so
I compare myself to other legendary rappers, but I still think I do not measure up to them.

It's true, I'm a Rubik's, it's true
I am a bundle of complexities like a Rubik's cube.

At times juvenile, yes, I goof and I jest
I sometimes behave like a kid and joke around.

A flawed human, I guess
I am human after all, so I have my share of imperfections.

But I'm doing my best to not ruin your expectations
I am trying my hardest to meet everyone's expectations of me.

And meet 'em, but first, the 'Speedom' verse
But before that, I have to perfect the verse for 'Speedom.'

Now, Big Sean, he's going too fast
Big Sean is performing at a breakneck speed.

Is he gonna shout or curse out his mom?
I wonder if his rapid-fire lyrics will include him cussing at his mother.

There was a time I had the world by the balls,
There was a time when I had everything under control.

Eating out my palm
I had a tight grip on everything, and people were looking up to me.

Every album, song I was spazzin' the fuck out on
I was going all out on every album and every song.

And now I'm getting clowned and frowned on
My work is not being acknowledged as it was before and is now viewed negatively.

But the only one who's looking down on me that matters now's Deshaun
The only opinion that really matters to me now is my nephew.

Am I lucky to be around this long?
I am grateful for the longevity of my career but question whether it is just luck.

Begs the question, though
It raises the question of whether my career is based on mere luck or true talent.

Especially after the methadone
Especially considering my battles with drug addiction and recovery.

As yesterday fades and the Dresden home is burnt to the ground
As time passes, even painful memories fade and lose their power.

And all that's left of my house is lawn
All that is left of my life is the present moment.

The crowds are gone
I no longer have the fame and the attention from the crowds.

And it's time to wash out the blonde
It's time to move on from the signature blonde hair.

Sales decline, the curtains drawn
Sales for my work are dropping and it seems like the show is over.

They're closing the set, I'm still poking my head out from behind
The show is over, but I am still trying to hold onto the spotlight.

And everyone who has doubt, remind
I am reminding those who doubt my abilities to take a second look.

Now take your best rhyme, outdo it, now do it a thousand times
I challenge others who doubt me to write a better rhyme and do it repeatedly.

Now let 'em tell ya the world no longer cares or gives a fuck about your rhymes
Even if they outdo me, the world may no longer care about my art.

And as I grow outta sight, outta mind, I might go outta mine
As I age and my career fades, I may go insane.

'Cause how do I, ever let this mic go without a fight
How can I walk away from the microphone without a fight and give up my career?

When I made a fuckin' tightrope outta twine?
When I've made everything so complicated and tough for myself?

But when I do fall from these heights, though, I'll be fine
But when I do fall from grace, I'll be okay and can handle it.

I won't pout or cry or spiral down or whine
I won't give up or fall apart.

But I'll decide if it's my final bow this time around 'cause
I will know when it's time to call it quits.

Cause I'm only human, just like you
I am not infallible; I make mistakes.

Making my mistakes, oh if you only knew
I make a lot of mistakes, and if only people knew the depth of my failures.

I don't think you should believe in me the way you do
I don't think people should have unrealistic expectations of me.

'Cause I'm terrified to let you down, oh
I am afraid of disappointing my fans.

If I walked on water, I would drown
Even if I could do the impossible, I would still fail and drown.

'Cause I'm just a man, but as long as I got a mic I'm godlike
I am just a human, but while I have a microphone in my hand, I feel invincible.

So me and you are not alike
I am not like other people, and they are not like me.

Bitch, I wrote 'Stan'
I am responsible for one of the most iconic and beloved songs in hip hop history.