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  • “Cause sometimes you just feel tired, feel weak
    And when you feel weak, you feel like you wanna just give up
    But you got to search within you, and try to find that inner strength
    And just pull that shit out of you
    And get that motivation to not give up, and not be a quitter
    No matter how bad you wanna just fall flat on your face, and collapse”
    — Eminem
    • 5 months ago
    • 1 notes
  • Hip-hop for Entrepreneurs

    One of the things that’s kept me going as an entrepreneur and as someone who strives to create great things is music. Specifically, hip hop. While I love all genres of music (with the exception of country), I feel that hip hop might be the only type that instills the go-getter mentality –– the idea that if you work hard and believe in yourself, anything is possible.

    But not all hip-hop songs are inspiring. Many of today’s hits are more concerned with bragging about meaningless material possessions. Still, a few songs, mostly older ones, never fail to reinvigorate me and motivate me to work harder.

    Here are a few of my favorites:

    Eminem – 8 Mile Road

    But yo I gotta get out there, the only way I know
    And I’ma be back for you, the second that I blow
    On everything I own, I’ll make it on my own
    Off to work I go, back to this 8 Mile Road

    I’m a man, I’ma make a new plan
    Time for me to just stand up, and travel new land
    Time for me to just take matters into my own hands
    Once I’m over these tracks, man I’ma never look back
    And I’m gone, I know right where I’m goin
    Sorry momma I’m grown, I must travel alone
    Ain’t gon’ follow the footsteps I’m making my own
    Only way that I know how to escape from this 8 Mile Road

    Jay Z – You Don’t Know

    I came into this motherf*cker a hundred grand strong
    Nine to be exact, from grinding G-packs
    Put this sh*t in motion ain’t no rewinding me back
    Could make 40 off a brick but one rhyme could beat that
    And if somebody woulda told them that Hov would sell clothing
    Not in this lifetime, wasn’t in my right mind
    That’s another difference that’s between me and them
    Heh, I smartened up, opened the market up

    I sell ice in the winter, I sell fire in hell
    I am a hustler baby, I’ll sell water to a well
    I was born to get cake, move on and switch states
    Cop the Coupe with the roof gone and switch plates
    Was born to dictate, never follow orders
    Dickface, get your sh*t straight, f*cka this is Big Jay

    Rick Ross – Everyday I’m Hustlin’

    Everyday I’m hustlin’
    Everyday I’m hustlin’
    Everyday I’m hustlin’
    Everyday I’m hustlin’
    Everyday I’m hustlin’

    Dr. Dre – Still D.R.E.

    Still, I stay close to the heat
    And even when I was close to defeat, I rose to my feet
    My life is like a soundtrack, I wrote to the beat
    Treat my rap like Cali weed, I smoke till I sleep
    Wake up in the A.M., compose a beat
    I bring the fire till you’re soaking in your seat
    It’s not a fluke, it’s been tried, I’m the troop
    It’s “Turn Out the Lights” from the World Class Wreckin’ Cru

    Eminem – Lose Yourself

    This whole song is awesome, but here are my favorite parts:

    Look, if you had one shot, or one opportunity
    To seize everything you ever wanted in one moment
    Would you capture it or just let it slip?

    You better lose yourself in the music, the moment
    You own it, you better never let it go
    You only get one shot, do not miss your chance to blow
    This opportunity comes once in a lifetime yo

    No more games, I’ma change what you call rage
    Tear this motherfucking roof off like 2 dogs caged
    I was playing in the beginning, the mood all changed
    I’ve been chewed up and spit out and booed off stage
    But I kept rhyming and stepped right into the next cypher
    Best believe somebody’s paying the pied piper
    All the pain inside amplified by the fact
    That I can’t get by with my 9 to 5
    And I can’t provide the right type of life for my family
    Cause man, these goddamn food stamps don’t buy diapers
    And it’s no movie, there’s no Mekhi Phifer, this is my life
    And these times are so hard, and it’s getting even harder
    Trying to feed and water my seed, plus
    Teeter totter caught up between being a father and a prima donna
    Baby mama drama’s screaming on and
    Too much for me to wanna
    Stay in one spot, another day of monotony
    Has gotten me to the point, I’m like a snail
    I’ve got to formulate a plot or I end up in jail or shot
    Success is my only motherf*cking option, failure’s not
    Mom, I love you, but this trailer’s got to go
    I cannot grow old in Salem’s lot
    So here I go it’s my shot.
    Feet fail me not, this may be the only opportunity that I got

    You can do anything you set your mind to, man

    I know there are a ton more songs out there, and I’m sure I missed some of your favorites. Point is, do what you love and work hard at it.

    • 10 months ago
    • 6 notes
  • “A plaque of platinum status is whack if I’m not the baddest.”
    — Eminem
    • 10 months ago
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