Berzerk
Eminem Lyrics


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Now this shit's about to kick off, this party looks wack
Let's take it back to straight hip-hop and start it from scratch
I'm 'bout to bloody this track up, everybody get back
That's why my pen needs a pad 'cause my rhymes on the rag
Just like I did with addiction I'm 'bout to kick it
Like a magician, critics I turn to crickets
Got 'em still on the fence whether to pick it
But quick to get impaled when I tell 'em, "Stick it"
So sick, I'm looking pale, well that's my pigment
'Bout to go ham, ya bish, shout out to Kendrick
Let's bring it back to that vintage Slim, bitch
The art of MCing mixed with da Vinci and MC Ren
And I don't mean Stimpy's friend, bitch
Been public enemy since you thought PE was gym, bitch

Kick your shoes off, let your hair down and
(Go berzerk) all night long
Grow your beard out, just weird out and
(Go berzerk) all night long

We're gonna rock this house until we knock it down
So turn the volume loud, 'cause it's mayhem 'til the A.M.
So, baby, make just like K-Fed and let yourself go, let yourself go
Say, "Fuck it" before we kick the bucket
Life's too short to not go for broke
So everybody, everybody (go berzerk)
Grab your vial, yeah

Guess it's just the way that I'm dressed, ain't it?
Khakis pressed, Nike shoes crispy and fresh laced
So I guess it ain't
That aftershave or cologne that made 'em just faint
Plus I just showed up with a coat fresher than wet paint
So if love is a chess game, check mate
But girl your body's banging, jump me in, gang bang bang
Yessiree Bob, I was thinking the same thing
So come get on this kid's rock, ba-wit-da-ba dang-dang
P-p-p pow-pow, chicka-bow, chicka-bow-wow
Got your gal blowin' up a valve, v-v-valve-valve
Ain't slowin' down, throw in the towel, t-t-towel-towel
Dumb it down, I don't know how, huh-huh, how-how
At least I know that I don't know
Question is, are you bozos smart enough to feel stupid?
Hope so, now ho

Kick your shoes off, let your hair down and
(Go berzerk) all night long
Grow your beard out, just weird out and
(Go berzerk) all night long

We're gonna rock this house until we knock it down
So turn the volume loud, 'cause it's mayhem 'til the A.M.
So crank the bass up like crazy and let yourself go, let yourself go
Say, "Fuck it" before we kick the bucket
Life's too short to not go for broke
So everybody, everybody (go berzerk)
Grab your vi-

Everybody

And they say that love is powerful as cough syrup and Styrofoam
All I know is I fell asleep and woke up in that Monte Carlo
With the ugly Kardashian
Lamar, oh sorry, yo, we done both set the bar low
Far as hard drugs are though, that's the past
But I done did enough codeine to knock Future into tomorrow
And, girl, I ain't got no money to borrow
But I am tryin' to find a way to get you alone, car note
Oh, Marshall Mathers shithead with a potty mouth
Get the bar soap lathered, Kangols and Carheartless Cargos
Girl, you're fixin' to get your heart broke, don't be absurd ma'am
You birdbrain baby, I ain't called anybody baby since Birdman
Unless you're a swallow (ha-ha)
Word, Rick? Word, man you heard, but don't be discouraged, girl
This is your jam, unless you got toe jam

Kick your shoes off, let your hair down and
(Go berzerk) all night long
Grow your beard out, just weird out and
(Go berzerk) all night long

We're gonna rock this house until we knock it down
So turn the volume loud, 'cause it's mayhem 'til the A.M.
So, baby, make just like K-Fed and let yourself go, let yourself go
Say, "Fuck it" before we kick the bucket
Life's too short to not go for broke
So everybody, everybody (go berzerk)
Grab your vial, yeah

We're gonna rock this house until we knock it down
So turn the volume loud, 'cause it's mayhem 'til the A.M.
So crank the bass up like crazy and let yourself go, let yourself go
Say, "Fuck it" before we kick the bucket
Life's too short to not go for broke
So everybody, everybody (go berzerk)
Grab your vial, ye-

Overall Meaning

The lyrics to Eminem's song Berzerk are about the rapper feeling dissatisfied with the current state of hip-hop music and wanting to return to its roots. He wants to take the party back to straight hip-hop and start from scratch. Eminem is about to "bloody this track up" and everyone needs to get back. He compares his pen to a pad to a woman's menstrual cycle because his rhymes are on the rag. Eminem is "bout to kick it" like he did with addiction, and he compares himself to a magician, turning critics into crickets.


Eminem then brings up the art of MCing, mixed with da Vinci and MC Ren, and he mentions Public Enemy, who has been his inspiration since people only thought of PE as a gym class. The chorus urges everybody to let go, forget their worries, and go crazy until morning because life's too short to not go for broke. The song ends with the same chorus, but the verse includes a reference to love being as powerful as cough syrup and Styrofoam. Eminem talks about codeine and wanting to find a way to get someone alone. Overall, the song is an homage to old-school hip-hop and urges listeners to let go and have a good time.


Line by Line Meaning

Now this shit's about to kick off, this party looks wack
Eminem thinks the party is about to start and it's not looking good


Let's take it back to straight hip-hop and start it from scratch
Eminem suggests to go back to the basics of hip-hop


I'm 'bout to bloody this track up, everybody get back
Eminem is going to destroy this track with his rapping skills


That's why my pen needs a pad 'cause my rhymes on the rag
Eminem needs to write down his rhymes to express them better


Just like I did with addiction I'm 'bout to kick it
Eminem compares his addiction to drugs to his addiction to music and he's about to conquer it again


Like a magician, critics I turn to crickets
Eminem can silence critics with his talent like a magician can silence an audience


Got 'em still on the fence whether to pick it
Critics are undecided whether to like his music


But quick to get impaled when I tell 'em, "Stick it"
Critics who don't like his music will get verbally attacked


So sick, I'm looking pale, well that's my pigment
Eminem is so sick with rhymes that he looks pale


'Bout to go ham, ya bish, shout out to Kendrick
Eminem is about to go hard and shouts out to Kendrick Lamar


Let's bring it back to that vintage Slim, bitch
Eminem wants to go back to his old style of rap


The art of MCing mixed with da Vinci and MC Ren
Eminem wants to mix the art of MCing with the talent of da Vinci and MC Ren


And I don't mean Stimpy's friend, bitch
Eminem clarifies that he's not talking about Stimpy's friend


Been public enemy since you thought PE was gym, bitch
Eminem has been a public enemy since the time when people thought PE meant gym class


Kick your shoes off, let your hair down and (Go berzerk) all night long
Eminem wants everyone to relax and go crazy all night long


Grow your beard out, just weird out and (Go berzerk) all night long
Eminem wants everyone to let loose and act weird all night long


We're gonna rock this house until we knock it down So turn the volume loud, 'cause it's mayhem 'til the A.M.
Eminem wants to party hard all night and create chaos till morning


So, baby, make just like K-Fed and let yourself go, let yourself go Say, "Fuck it" before we kick the bucket Life's too short to not go for broke So everybody, everybody (go berzerk)
Eminem wants everyone to enjoy their life to the fullest without any regrets and go crazy


Guess it's just the way that I'm dressed, ain't it? Khakis pressed, Nike shoes crispy and fresh laced So I guess it ain't That aftershave or cologne that made 'em just faint Plus I just showed up with a coat fresher than wet paint So if love is a chess game, check mate
Eminem is dressed nicely and thinks that his style is what makes the girls faint, not his aftershave or cologne


But girl your body's banging, jump me in, gang bang bang Yessiree Bob, I was thinking the same thing So come get on this kid's rock, ba-wit-da-ba dang-dang P-p-p pow-pow, chicka-bow, chicka-bow-wow Got your gal blowin' up a valve, v-v-valve-valve Ain't slowin' down, throw in the towel, t-t-towel-towel Dumb it down, I don't know how, huh-huh, how-how
Eminem wants to have sex with the girl and has some sexual innuendos in his lyrics


At least I know that I don't know Question is, are you bozos smart enough to feel stupid? Hope so, now ho
Eminem suggests that ignorance is bliss and wonders if people are smart enough to understand his music


And they say that love is powerful as cough syrup and Styrofoam All I know is I fell asleep and woke up in that Monte Carlo With the ugly Kardashian Lamar, oh sorry, yo, we done both set the bar low Far as hard drugs are though, that's the past But I done did enough codeine to knock Future into tomorrow And, girl, I ain't got no money to borrow But I am tryin' to find a way to get you alone, car note Oh, Marshall Mathers shithead with a potty mouth Get the bar soap lathered, Kangols and Carheartless Cargos Girl, you're fixin' to get your heart broke, don't be absurd ma'am You birdbrain baby, I ain't called anybody baby since Birdman Unless you're a swallow (ha-ha) Word, Rick? Word, man you heard, but don't be discouraged, girl This is your jam, unless you got toe jam
Eminem talks about his experiences with love and drugs, mentions some celebs, and tries to hit on a girl


Grab your vial, ye-
Eminem wants everyone to party and enjoy themselves




Lyrics © Roba Music Verlag GMBH, BMG Rights Management, Universal Music Publishing Group, Spirit Music Group, Motor Songs GmbH, Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Written by: Marshall B Mathers III, Keir Gist, Vincent E. Brown, George Porter, Anthony Shawn Criss, Adam Yauch, Adam Keefe Horovitz, Joseph Modeliste, Cyril Neville, Aaron Neville, Rick Rubin, William H Squier

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