All She Wrote
Eminem Lyrics


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Now I don't really care what you call me
Just as long as you don't call me broke
I bet they knew as soon as they saw me
Goodnight, it's over with, that's all she wrote
Streets like cold Chicago
Ain't nothing new, I've seen it all before
But still I ball like no tomorrow
Goodnight, it's over with, that's all she wrote
All she wrote, all she wrote

I said, it's over with, that's all she wrote
All she wrote, all she wrote (yeah)
Goodnight, its over with, that's all she wrote

It's stupid how I go in, knowing everybody knowing that
I'm sewing up the game, destroying like they hate me for it
Eventually, see they can't beat and then with me they join
Others sworn under oath or banished, left completely scorned
You tell lies, get caught, nigga, kick rocks
You never did blend in with the big shots
On the fast track, ain't no need for no pit stops
I just laugh at nigga wishing they was this hot
Guess they mad at me, huh? Really pissed off
Better that than pissed on
I'm the Jetsons, you the Flintstones
Catch me in the end zone
High stepping, prime time
Thought you niggas been on
Ain't no blocking my shine
Like my new Air Yeezys, you can see me in the night time
I get rich off living life, you check-to-check reciting rhymes
So call me what you want, wanna hate? Have a nice time
While I get stupid paper, hey, my dough ain't in its right mind
(Mind, mind)

Now I don't really care what you call me
Just as long as you don't call me broke
I bet they knew as soon as they saw me
Goodnight, it's over with, that's all she wrote
Streets like cold Chicago
Ain't nothing new, I've seen it all before
But still I ball like no tomorrow
Goodnight, it's over with, that's all she wrote

You're staring straight into a barrel of hate, terrible fate
Not even a slim chance to make a narrow escape
Cupid shot his arrow and missed
Wait, Sarah, you're late, your train left
Mascara and eggs smeared on your face
Night's over goodbye, hoe
I thought that I told you that spilled nut ain't nothing to cry over
Never shoulda came within range of my Rover
Shoulda known I was trouble soon as I rolled up
Any chick who's dumb enough after I blindfold her
To still come back to the crib
Must want me to mess with her mind
Hold up
She mistook me for some high-roller
Well, I won't buy her soda unless it's Rock & Rye Cola
(Faygo's cheaper)
Buy you a bag of Fritos
I wouldn't let you eat the fucking chip on my shoulder
If you was bleach and I was hair, I wouldn't die for ya
Tryna pull five bucks from me is like tryna pull five molars
You get your eyes swoll' up, I'm on my straight grizzly
So why would I buy you a gay-ass teddy bear
Bitch, you're already bi-polar

Now I don't really care what you call me
You can even call me cold
These bitches knew as soon as they saw me
It's never me they'll get the privilege to know
I roll like a desperado
Now I never know where I'm gonna go
Still I ball like there's no tomorrow
Until it's over and that's all she wrote

The credit roll, the curtain close, the movie over with (that's it)
But don't get mad at me
Go blame the chick who wrote this shit
Yeah, life is sure a bitch (bitch)
But she know I'm rich (I'm rich)
That's why she give me what I want and I just throw her dick
Here I go again
I kick this shit, give a damn, got it pouring in
Pesos, Euros, Yen, ah-ha, I'm paid, never gon' be broke again
See me posted in anything, wearing any chain
Never gon' see me toting anything
All you gon' see is bang
It's so nice where I kick it
Hate you never get to visit
Yeah, I'm on another level
But you niggas still can get it
It's all over 'fore you finish
Sorry, bro, this where we end it
Won't give you the satisfaction of me giving you the business

Yeah, I guess life is a bitch, ain't it, Tip?
And each one thinks they the shit
Shirt off my back? I wouldn't give you the dirt off my handkerchief
I'm giving these hoes a dose of their own medicine
Let 'em get a good taste of it
I'm sure you got that relationship memo by now
But in case you didn't
I'mma stick this whole pad full of
Sticky notes to your forehead and staple it
Life is too short and I got no time to sit around just wasting it
So I pace this shit a little bit quicker
That clock I'm racing it double time it
But I still spit triple the amount of insults in a tenth of the time
That it may take you pricks to catch on
While you strong arm like Stretch Armstrong
Man, I still say K-Mart's like there's an apostrophe-"S" on it, dawg
And they say McDonald's isn't a restaurant, well, I guess I'm wrong
But if you're gon' tell me that A&W ain't the spot
For the best hot dogs, you can get the "F" on, dawg

And on my throne I remain, all alone in my lane
I'm as strong as the King
They were gone 'fore they came
Now I don't wanna hang, I slap five with them rap guys
They just wanna sabotage my hustle, shawty, that's why

Now I don't really care what you call me
You can even call me cold
I bet they knew as soon as they saw me
Goodnight, it's over with, that's all she wrote
I roll like a desperado, now I never know where I'm gonna go
But still I ball like there's no tomorrow
Goodnight it's over with, that's all she wrote
All she wrote, all she wrote
I said, it's over with, that's all she wrote




All she wrote, all she wrote (yeah)
Goodnight, it's over with, that's all she wrote

Overall Meaning

The lyrics to Eminem and T.I.'s song All She Wrote are a reflection of the rappers' unwavering self-confidence and belief in their own abilities. The opening lines of the song lay the groundwork for this theme, with Eminem spitting, "Now I don't really care what you call me / Just as long as you don't call me broke." The song goes on to emphasize this mantra, with both rappers boasting about their wealth, success, and talent.


The lyrics also touch on the idea of betrayal, with T.I. rapping about "others sworn under oath or banished, left completely scorned" and Eminem warning "you tell lies, get caught, nigga, kick rocks." These lines suggest a wariness of those who might try to bring them down and a trust only in themselves.


The chorus of the song repeats the phrase "goodnight, it's over with, that's all she wrote," emphasizing the finality of their success and the end of any competition or doubt surrounding their abilities. Overall, the lyrics to All She Wrote are a bold declaration of the rappers' own greatness and an assertion that nothing can stand in their way.


Line by Line Meaning

Now I don't really care what you call me
I don't care about the names people call me


Just as long as you don't call me broke
As long as people don't call me poor


I bet they knew as soon as they saw me
I'm sure they knew from the moment they saw me


Goodnight, it's over with, that's all she wrote
It's the end, the situation is finished


Streets like cold Chicago
The streets are harsh and unforgiving


Ain't nothing new, I've seen it all before
I've experienced all of this before, nothing surprises me


But still I ball like no tomorrow
I still live extravagantly as if there's no tomorrow


All she wrote, all she wrote
It's the end, there's nothing more


I said, it's over with, that's all she wrote
I repeat, it's finished, there's nothing else


You're staring straight into a barrel of hate, terrible fate
You're facing a lot of anger and a dreadful destiny


Not even a slim chance to make a narrow escape
There's no possibility of making a narrow escape


Cupid shot his arrow and missed
The concept of love failed


Wait, Sarah, you're late, your train left
You missed your chance, it's too late now


Mascara and eggs smeared on your face
Your makeup is ruined and you're in a mess


Night's over goodbye, hoe
The night is finished, goodbye, you


I thought that I told you that spilled nut ain't nothing to cry over
I already warned you not to cry over spilled semen


Never shoulda came within range of my Rover
You should have never come close to my car


Shoulda known I was trouble soon as I rolled up
You should have realized I was trouble as soon as I arrived


Any chick who's dumb enough after I blindfold her
Any girl who is naive enough even after I deceive her


To still come back to the crib
To still return to my house


Must want me to mess with her mind
She must want me to play mind games with her


She mistook me for some high-roller
She misunderstood and thought I was a wealthy person


Well, I won't buy her soda unless it's Rock & Rye Cola
I won't spend money on her unless it's a specific brand


(Faygo's cheaper)
(Another brand called Faygo is less expensive)


Buy you a bag of Fritos
I would buy you a bag of Fritos chips


I wouldn't let you eat the fucking chip on my shoulder
I wouldn't even allow you to touch the chip on my shoulder


If you was bleach and I was hair, I wouldn't die for ya
Even if you were bleach and I was hair, I wouldn't sacrifice myself for you


Tryna pull five bucks from me is like tryna pull five molars
Attempting to take five dollars from me is as difficult as pulling five teeth


You get your eyes swoll' up, I'm on my straight grizzly
You'll end up with swollen eyes, while I remain strong and fierce


So why would I buy you a gay-ass teddy bear
So why would I waste money on buying you a worthless teddy bear


Bitch, you're already bi-polar
You're already emotionally unstable


You can even call me cold
You can even describe me as heartless


These bitches knew as soon as they saw me
These women understood right away when they saw me


It's never me they'll get the privilege to know
They will never have the privilege of truly knowing me


I roll like a desperado
I move through life like a renegade


Now I never know where I'm gonna go
I'm always uncertain of my next destination


But still I ball like there's no tomorrow
But I live extravagantly as if there's no future


The credit roll, the curtain close, the movie over with (that's it)
The credits roll, the curtains close, the movie is finished


But don't get mad at me
But don't be angry with me


Go blame the chick who wrote this shit
Blame the woman who wrote this song


Yeah, life is sure a bitch
Yes, life can be difficult


But she know I'm rich
But life knows that I'm wealthy


That's why she give me what I want and I just throw her dick
That's why life grants my desires and I disrespect it


Here I go again
Once again, I'm starting over


I kick this shit, give a damn, got it pouring in
I dominate the industry and earn a lot of money


Pesos, Euros, Yen, ah-ha, I'm paid, never gon' be broke again
I have money in different currencies and I will never be poor again


See me posted in anything, wearing any chain
You can see me wearing anything and any type of chain


Never gon' see me toting anything
You will never see me carrying any weapon


All you gon' see is bang
All you will witness is my impact and success


It's so nice where I kick it
It's pleasant where I live and spend time


Hate you never get to visit
Unfortunately, you never experience the hatred directed towards you


Yeah, I'm on another level
Yes, I'm on a higher level than most


But you niggas still can get it
But you still can face the consequences


It's all over 'fore you finish
It's finished before you can even complete it


Sorry, bro, this is where we end it
Apologies, this is where our connection ends


Won't give you the satisfaction of me giving you the business
I won't give you the pleasure of me engaging with you


And each one thinks they the shit
Each person believes they're exceptional


Shirt off my back? I wouldn't give you the dirt off my handkerchief
I wouldn't give you any help or support at all


I'm giving these hoes a dose of their own medicine
I'm giving these women a taste of their own treatment


Let 'em get a good taste of it
Let them fully experience it


I'm sure you got that relationship memo by now
I'm certain that you received that message about our relationship


But in case you didn't
But just in case you missed it


I'mma stick this whole pad full of
I'll cover this notepad completely with


Sticky notes to your forehead and staple it
Attach sticky notes to your forehead and secure them with staples


Life is too short and I got no time to sit around just wasting it
Life is too brief and I don't have time to waste it


So I pace this shit a little bit quicker
So I move through life a bit faster


That clock I'm racing it double time it
I'm racing against the clock, moving at double speed


But I still spit triple the amount of insults in a tenth of the time
But I still deliver three times the insults in a fraction of the time


That it may take you pricks to catch on
Than it would take for you to understand


While you strong arm like Stretch Armstrong
While you use force like the Stretch Armstrong toy


Man, I still say K-Mart's like there's an apostrophe-'S' on it, dawg
I still refer to K-Mart as if it has a possessive apostrophe


And they say McDonald's isn't a restaurant, well, I guess I'm wrong
And people claim that McDonald's isn't a proper restaurant, well, I suppose I'm mistaken


But if you're gon' tell me that A&W ain't the spot
But if you're going to claim that A&W isn't the place to be


For the best hot dogs, you can get the 'F' on, dawg
For the most delicious hot dogs, you can go fuck yourself, man


And on my throne I remain, all alone in my lane
I stay on my throne, isolated in my own path


I'm as strong as the King
I'm as mighty as a king


They were gone 'fore they came
They were gone before they even arrived


Now I don't wanna hang, I slap five with them rap guys
Now I don't want to associate with them, I just greet them with a high five


They just wanna sabotage my hustle, shawty, that's why
They simply want to undermine my hard work, that's why




Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group, Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Written by: Marshall B. III Mathers, Lukasz Gottwald, Clifford Joseph Jr. Harris

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Lyrics:

Now I don't really care what you call me
Just as long as you don't call me broke
I bet they knew as soon as they saw me
Goodnight, it's over with, that's all she wrote
Streets like old Chicago
Ain't nothin' new, I seen it all before
But still, I ball like no tomorrow
Goodnight, it's over with, that's all she wrote
All she wrote, all she wrote
I said, it's over with, that's all she wrote
All she wrote, all she wrote
Goodnight, it's over with, that's all she wrote

… It's stupid how I go in
Knowin' everybody knowin'
That I'm sewin' up the game
Destroying like they hate me for it
Eventually, see they can't beat
And then with me, they join
Others sworn under oath, or banished, left completely scorned
You tell lies, get cut, nigga, kick rocks
You never did blend in with the big shots
On the fast track
Ain't no need for no pit stops
I just laugh at
Nigga wishin' they were this hot
Guess they mad at me, huh? Really pissed off
Better that than pissed on
I'm the Jetsons, you the Flintstones
Catch me in the end zone
High-steppin', Prime Time
Thought you niggas been known:
Ain't no blockin' my shine
Like my new Air Yeezy's, you can see me in the nighttime
I get rich off livin' life, you check to check recitin' rhymes
So call me what you want
Wanna hate? Have a nice time
While I get stupid paper
Hey, my dough ain't in its right mind

… Now I don't really care what you call me
Just as long as you don't call me broke
I bet they knew as soon as they saw me
Goodnight, it's over with, that's all she wrote
Streets like cold Chicago
Ain't nothin' new, I seen it all before
But still I ball like no tomorrow
Goodnight, it's over with, that's all she wrote

… You're starin' straight
Into a barrel of hate
Terrible fate
Not even a Slim chance to make a narrow escape
Cupid shot his arrow and missed; wait, Sarah, you're late
Your train left, Mascara and eggs
Smear in your face
Night's over
Goodbye ho
I thought that I told ya
That spilled nut ain't nothing to cry over
Never should've came within range of my Rover
Should've known I was trouble soon as I rolled up
Any chick who's dumb enough after I blindfold her
To still come back to the crib
Must want me to mess with her mind, hold up
She mistook me for some high roller
But I won't buy her soda
Unless it's Rock and Rye cola (Faygo's cheaper)
Buy you a bag of Fritos?
I wouldn't let you eat the fucking chip on my shoulder
If you was bleach and I was hair I wouldn't die for ya
Tryna pull 5 bucks from me is like tryna pull 5 molars
You'll get your eyes swolled up
I'm on my straight-grizzly
So why would I buy you a gay-ass teddy-bear, bitch?
You're already bi-polar

… Now I don't really care what you call me
You can even call me cold
These bitches knew as soon as they saw me
It's never me they'll get the privilege to know
I roll like a Desperado
Now I never know where I'm gonna go
Still, I ball like there's no tomorrow
Until it's over with, that's all she wrote

The credit roll, the curtain close, the movie over with
But don't get mad at me, go blame the chick who wrote this shit
Yeah, life is sure a bitch, but she know I'm rich
That why she give me what I want and I just throw her dick
Here I go again, I kick this shit, give a damn, got it pourin' in
Pesos, Euros, Yen, ah ha, I'm paid never gon' be poor again
See me posted in anything, wearin' any chain
Never gon' see me toting anything, all you gon' see is bang
It's so nice where I kick it, hate you never get to visit
Yeah I'm on another level, but you niggas still can get it
It's all over 'fore you finish, sorry bro this where we end it
Won't give you the satisfaction of me givin' you the business

… Yeah, I guess life is a bitch, ain't it Tip
And each one thinks they the shit
Shirt off my back, I wouldn't give you the dirt off my handkerchief
I'm givin' these hoes a dose of their own medicine
Let em get a good taste of it
I'm sure you got that relationship memo by now
But in case you didn't
I'ma stick this whole pad full of sticky notes to your forehead and staple it
Life is too short and I got no time to sit around just wastin' it
So I pace this shit a little bit quicker
That clock I'm racing it, double timing it
But I still spit triple the amount of insults in a tenth of the time
That it may take you pricks to catch on
While you strong arm, I'm like Stretch Armstrong
Man I still say K-Mart's like there's an apostrophe 's' on it, dog
And they say McDonald's isn't a restaurant, well I guess I'm wrong
But if you gon' tell me that the A&W ain't the spot for the best hot dogs
You can get the F on dawg

… And on my throne I remain, all alone in my lane
I'm as strong as the King, they were gone 'fore they came
Now I don't wanna hang, I slap five with them rap guys
They just wanna sabotage my hustle shawty that's why

… Now I don't really care what you call me
You can even call me cold
I bet they knew as soon as they saw me
Goodnight it's over with, that's all she wrote
I roll like a desperado, now I never know where I'm gonna go
Still I ball like there's no tomorrow
Goodnight is over with, that's all she wrote
All she wrote, all she wrote
I said its over with, that's all she wrote
All she wrote, all she wrote
Goodnight it's over with, that's all she wrote



All comments from YouTube:

@evanmannix3208

The nostalgia man... wah. Time keeps dancing. Whoever reads this, I hope you live a happy life, full of adventures and surprises. 🍻cheers

@jw8rok

Evan Mannix cheers brother

@obbymillion

Yeah, this song really takes me back when my life was simpler. Cheers bro ✌

@superwin9000

cheers

@pablojones1805

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@shreyaschoubey8538

You too man

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@thisiszach560

If you still listen to this, YOU DESERVE RESPECT

@JohnSmith-pg9ns

No, if we still listen to this, Eminem deserves respect

@mcdavi8351

https://youtu.be/d3ggvk-bi5c kkkkk

@kevinwiggins4816

were my respect tho :/

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