Haters in you shackles (Eminem Soldier remake)

Http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=eky13iZUHqk

Don't expect to just, fly up and go through the ranks,
You can't be Hitler, because I know you don't have a blitzkrieg with your tanks.
Planks upon planks are built, and there are no acceptances,
You are nothing yet, compared to my newest apprentices.
I have been told, and actually believe that I am destine for this,
The way of my word, is stuttering in a Hyperactive Deficit.
Repetitiousness is valor, courtesy is the way and skill,
You've got to be able to smile in your opponents eyes, laugh and kill.
Set one still, set out for the next step in this gaseous chill,
Conquer him, and continue until you reach the mastery's will.
Most rappers underground, will always stay in the muck.
Only because contractors see, that the music brand is stuck.
But once they are struck, its like Muhammad Ali in action,
They start and they pluck, them all with insane reaction.
Like a baby viper, in the father cobra's pain attraction,
To ease off course, for more "needing" distractions.
I was lucky from the get-go, I only had to sit low,
Watch out for the scene, and make sure I'm not a slit throat.
We know what happens, if one cannot be that wit-ly grown.
They end up in their mom's basements, choked by the jitters moan.
I watch my back, to keep myself in a full attention, wide-ly known,
And keep the right crowd, loosing any subdivide clones.
To have the ability, of rapping, and yet to do it on my own,
Spins mosts brain, and I welcome it into my riding thrown.

I will reign supreme, before I must submit, throw in the towel.
My name will deem, and my lyrics will be remembered by every vowel.
Success was never measured, because it must be tackled.
Impress with your own sound, put haters in your shackles(2x) 1:22

I was never impressed, with the sound I was ever able to create.
Always left alone and depressed, but yet you say stay stable and great?
Guess ya never really could digest, or sense my label of hate,
Its like saying you are the best, and you are your own immortal "Saving Grace".
Transport portals if you want save face, its all up on your own pace
I abort the mortals, from jack and Jill, killbill, even to chip and chase
Report with mortars, bazookas and time to sweat of the race,
Because when I'm done with Norris, I will take your soul and get to making its mace.
I started when I was young, I was told to enter the shrine.
I gave what I brung, and found myself in a new sorta body that wasn't even mine!
I was freaked out at first, but I had the gift of the mime.
I never sung, but in the end you were captured with a single line.
My name is Death, and for your sake, please don't choke this time,
Cause that would break my breath, and then I would be able to rhyme!
You hear your death now. And now you are probably asking, "But why?",
That is what music will do to you, if you let the chance gets it try.

I will reign supreme, before I must submit, throw in the towel.
My name will deem, and my lyrics will be remembered by every vowel.
Success was never measured, because it must be tackled.
Impress with your own sound, put haters in your shackles(2x) 2:20

This is what I mean, when I say that the game is so confusing.
Its great at first, or so it seems, but then the fame you start loosing.
Then its all like a bad dream, popularity to your name never stops deducing.
It's ever so more keen, the same constant pressure taking and reducing.
I know that we all have seen, that shame live as the fans start booing.
Tired of rhyming "lean" with "bean", the pain starts its agonising oozing.
Even when the rap is spoken clean, the only gain a hurtfull shoe-ing.
Only solulution is by being, a name change and a bit of reintroducing.
I guess I never tried, but my message is like a few florins.
Be someone who sometimes cries, but cleanse it over with an orange.
Yeah I'll be honest I lied, but that why you take the trip to Florence,
Mix it with some Greece, and presto, thiers your liberance!
I grabbed some Stim-paks and places them down, saying "I'll never stop!",
So have this mentality, and you might just be me to the top.
Only way to find out, is to beat me in my ball park,
But I warn you whiplash, I'll win this. I'm Tony Stark.

I will reign supreme, before I must submit, throw in the towel.
My name will deem, and my lyrics will be remembered by every vowel.
Success was never measured, because it must be tackled.
Impress with your own sound, put haters in your shackles(2x) 2:20

The name is Trinity. Part of the System. Hope ya liked.