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Marshall, sounds like an S.O.S.
Holy whack unlyrical lyrics Andre, you're fuckin' right!
To the rap mobile, let's go!

Marshall! Marshall!

Bitches and Gentleman!
It's showtime!
Hurry, hurry, step right up!
Introducin' the star of our show, his name is

Marshall!

You wouldn't wanna be anywhere else in the world right now
So without further ado, I bring to you

Marshall!

You 'bout to witness hip hop in its
Most purest, most rawest form, flow almost flawless
Most hardest, most honest, known artist
Chip off the old block but old doc is
Looks like Batman brought his own Robin
Oh God, Saddam's got his own Laden
With his own private plane, his own pilot
Set to blow college dorm room doors off the hinges (boom sound)
Oranges, peach, pears, plums, syringes
Yeah, here I come
I'm inches away from you, here, fear none
Hip hop is in a state of 911, so

Let's get down to business
I don't got no time to play around what is this?
Must be a circus in town, let's shut the shit down
On these clowns, can I get a witness?
Hell Yeah!

Let's get down to business
I don't got no time to play around what is this?
Must be a circus in town, let's shut the shit down
On these clowns, can I get a witness?
Hell Yeah!

Quick gotta move fast, gotta perform miracles
Gee willikers Dre, holy bat syllables
Look at all the bullshit that goes on in Gotham
When I'm gone time to get rid of these rap criminals
So, skip to ya Lou, while I do what I do best
You ain't even impressed no more, you used to it
Flows too wet, nobody close to it
Nobody says it was 'til everyone knows the shit
The most hated on outta all those who say they get hated
On eighties songs
Exaggerate it all so much
They make it all up
There's no such thing
Like a female with good looks who cooks and cleans
It just means so much more to so much more
People when you rappin' and you know what for
The show must go on, so I'd like to welcome y'all
To Marshall and Andre's carnival
Come on! Now

Let's get down to business
I don't got no time to play around what is this?
Must be a circus in town, let's shut the shit down
On these clowns, can I get a witness?
Hell Yeah!

Let's get down to business
I don't got no time to play around what is this?
Must be a circus in town, let's shut the shit down
On these clowns, can I get a witness?
Hell Yeah!

It's just like old times, the dynamic duo
Two old friends, why panic?
You already who's fully capable, the two caped heroes
Dial straight down the center eight zero zero
You can even call collect, the most feared duet
Since me and Elton, play career Russian Roulette
And never even seen me blink get me bustin' a sweat
People steppin' over people just to rush to the set
Just to get to see a MC who breathes so freely
Ease ova these beats, and be so breezy
Jesus, how can shit be so easy
How can one Chandra be so Levy
Turn on these beats MC's don't see me
Believe me, B-E-T and M-T-V
Are gonna grieve when we leave, dog fo' sheezy
Can't leave rap alone the game needs me
'Til we grow beards, get weird and disappear into the mountains
Nothin' but clowns down here
But we ain't fuckin' around 'round here
Yo Dre!
What up?
Can I get a hell yeah?
Hell Yeah!

Let's get down to business
I don't got no time to play around what is this?
Must be a circus in town, let's shut the shit down
On these clowns, can I get a witness?
Hell Yeah!

Let's get down to business
I don't got no time to play around what is this?
Must be a circus in town, let's shut the shit down
On these clowns, can I get a witness?
Hell Yeah!

So there you have it folks
Marshall!
Has come to save the day
Back with his friend Andre
And to remind you that bullshit does not pay
Because
Marshall!
And Andre are here to stay and never go away
Until our dying day, until we're old and gray
Marshall!
So until next time friends
Same blond hair, same rap channel
Goodnight everyone, thank you for coming
Your host for the evening




Marshall!
Oh! Ha!

Overall Meaning

The lyrics of "Business" by Eminem appear to be a declaration of his status as a top-tier rapper and his mission to bring "hip hop in its most purest, most rawest form" to his listeners. The opening lines build up the anticipation for his arrival, marking it as a momentous occasion. The song also includes a reference to the state of the rap industry at the time, which he describes as being in a "state of 911," suggesting that it is in a state of emergency.


Eminem's lyrics in this song also repeatedly reference his collaborator Dr. Dre, praising him for his skills as a producer and a rapper, and positioning the two of them as a formidable duo within the rap world. The song also addresses issues of authenticity, referencing other rappers who fabricate their images and personas, and positioning Eminem and Dre as more genuine and honest artists.


Overall, "Business" is a high-energy track that showcases Eminem's lyrical abilities and his status as an influential artist within the rap genre.


Line by Line Meaning

Marshall, sounds like an S.O.S.
Marshall's presence is urgent and alarming, like a distress call


Holy whack unlyrical lyrics Andre, you're fuckin' right!
Acknowledging that Andre's lyrics are lacking skill and creativity


To the rap mobile, let's go!
Let's embark on this rap journey together


Bitches and Gentleman!
Addressing the audience with a mix of playfulness and respect


It's showtime!
The moment has arrived to showcase talent and entertain


Hurry, hurry, step right up!
Encouraging the audience to approach eagerly and without delay


Introducin' the star of our show, his name is Marshall!
Highlighting Marshall as the central figure and main attraction


You wouldn't wanna be anywhere else in the world right now
Implying that the current moment with Marshall is incredibly significant


So without further ado, I bring to you Marshall!
Presenting Marshall to the audience without any unnecessary delay or hesitation


You 'bout to witness hip hop in its Most purest, most rawest form, flow almost flawless Most hardest, most honest, known artist
Preparing the audience to experience the essence and authenticity of hip hop through Marshall's exceptional and genuine lyrical flow


Chip off the old block but old doc is Looks like Batman brought his own Robin Oh God, Saddam's got his own Laden With his own private plane, his own pilot Set to blow college dorm room doors off the hinges (boom sound) Oranges, peach, pears, plums, syringes Yeah, here I come I'm inches away from you, here, fear none
Drawing metaphorical comparisons to powerful figures like Batman, Saddam Hussein, and Osama bin Laden to emphasize Marshall's impactful and explosive presence in hip hop


Hip hop is in a state of 911, so
Claiming that hip hop is in a crisis and Marshall is here to address it urgently


Let's get down to business I don't got no time to play around what is this? Must be a circus in town, let's shut the shit down On these clowns, can I get a witness? Hell Yeah!
Expressing the need to focus on the serious matters at hand, disregarding any distractions or nonsense, and rallying the audience for support


Quick gotta move fast, gotta perform miracles Gee willikers Dre, holy bat syllables Look at all the bullshit that goes on in Gotham
Highlighting the need for swift action and extraordinary skill to counteract the overwhelming amount of nonsense and chaos in the world of hip hop


When I'm gone time to get rid of these rap criminals
Asserting that once Marshall is absent, it's time to eliminate the fake and talentless rappers


So, skip to ya Lou, while I do what I do best You ain't even impressed no more, you used to it Flows too wet, nobody close to it Nobody says it was 'til everyone knows the shit
Encouraging the audience to enjoy their own pursuits while Marshall continues to excel at what he does best, recognizing that his extraordinary talent has become expected and recognized by everyone


The most hated on outta all those who say they get hated On eighties songs Exaggerate it all so much They make it all up There's no such thing Like a female with good looks who cooks and cleans
Addressing the excessive hate directed towards him and other artists, particularly those who claim to receive hate but exaggerate it for publicity, while also dismissing the idea of an idealized woman who conforms to traditional gender roles


It just means so much more to so much more People when you rappin' and you know what for
Highlighting the heightened significance of rap music for a larger and more diverse audience, emphasizing the purpose behind Marshall's own rapping


The show must go on, so I'd like to welcome y'all To Marshall and Andre's carnival Come on! Now
Acknowledging the need to continue the performance despite any obstacles or challenges, inviting the audience to experience the unique and exciting world created by Marshall and Andre


It's just like old times, the dynamic duo Two old friends, why panic? You already who's fully capable, the two caped heroes Dial straight down the center eight zero zero
Revisiting the well-established partnership and friendship between Marshall and Andre, highlighting their collective strengths and abilities, and referring to themselves as superhero figures who can be relied upon


You can even call collect, the most feared duet Since me and Elton, play career Russian Roulette
Assuring the audience that they can reach out for support and collaboration, likening their impact and reputation to the legendary duo of Marshall and Elton John, who took risks and faced uncertainty


And never even seen me blink get me bustin' a sweat People steppin' over people just to rush to the set
Highlighting Marshall's determination and tireless effort, as well as the frenzy and competition that surrounds his performances


Just to get to see a MC who breathes so freely Ease ova these beats, and be so breezy
Emphasizing the ease and naturalness with which Marshall delivers his rhymes, effortlessly flowing over beats


Jesus, how can shit be so easy How can one Chandra be so Levy
Expressing both awe and self-confidence in his own skill, comparing his effortless rapping to the incomparable talent of Chandra Levy


Turn on these beats MC's don't see me Believe me, B-E-T and M-T-V Are gonna grieve when we leave, dog fo' sheezy Can't leave rap alone the game needs me
Asserting that other rappers fail to recognize and acknowledge Marshall's superiority, predicting regret from major music channels once he and Andre depart, and asserting his indispensability to the rap industry


'Til we grow beards, get weird and disappear into the mountains Nothin' but clowns down here But we ain't fuckin' around 'round here
Portraying a future where Marshall and Andre embrace a more mature and reclusive lifestyle away from the chaos and foolishness within the music industry, emphasizing their dedication and seriousness despite the prevalent nonsense


Yo Dre! What up? Can I get a hell yeah? Hell Yeah!
Engaging in a playful conversation with Andre, seeking his agreement and enthusiasm


So there you have it folks Marshall! Has come to save the day Back with his friend Andre And to remind you that bullshit does not pay
Concluding the song by emphasizing Marshall's role as a savior figure, returning alongside Andre, and delivering a message about the detrimental nature of nonsense and deceit


Because Marshall! And Andre are here to stay and never go away Until our dying day, until we're old and gray Marshall!
Reiterating Marshall and Andre's enduring presence in the music industry, promising to maintain their influence and dedication until the end of their lives


So until next time friends Same blond hair, same rap channel Goodnight everyone, thank you for coming Your host for the evening Marshall! Oh! Ha!
Closing the song in a friendly and appreciative manner, bidding farewell to the audience, and confirming Marshall as the host and central figure of the evening's performance




Lyrics © Warner/Chappell Music, Inc., Universal Music Publishing Group, Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd., BMG Rights Management
Written by: Andre Romell Young, Marshall B Mathers, Michael A Elizondo, Ronald Feemster

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Honour


on The Real Slim Shady

May I have your attention, please?
May I have your attention, please?
Will the real Slim Shady please stand up?
I repeat, will the real Slim Shady please stand up?
We're gonna have a problem here

Y'all act like you never seen a white person before
Jaws all on the floor like Pam like Tommy just burst in the door
And started whoopin' her ass worse than before
They first were divorced, throwing' her over furniture (ah)
It's the return of the "ah, wait, no way, you're kidding
He didn't just say what I think he did, did he?"
And Dr. Dre said, nothing, you idiots
Dr. Dre's dead, he's locked in my basement (ha ha)
Feminist women love Eminem
"Chicka, chicka, chicka, Slim Shady, I'm sick of him
Look at him, walkin' around, grabbing' his you-know-what
Flippin' the you-know-who"
"Yeah, but he's so cute though"
Yeah, I probably got a couple of screws up in my head loose
But no worse than what s going' on in your parents' bedrooms
Sometimes I wanna get on TV and just let loose
But can't, but it's cool for Tom Green to hump a dead moose
"My bum is on your lips, my bum is on your lips"
And if I'm lucky, you might just give it a little kiss
And that's the message that we deliver to little kids
And expect them not to know what a woman's clitoris is
Of course they're gonna know what intercourse is
By the time they hit fourth grade
They've got the Discovery Channel, don't they?
We ain't nothin' but mammals, well, some of us, cannibals
Who cut other people open like cantaloupes
But if we can hump dead animals and antelopes
Then there's no reason that a man and another man can't elope
But if you feel like I feel, I got the antidote
Women, wave your pantyhose, sing the chorus, and it goes

I'm Slim Shady, yes, I'm the real Shady
All you other Slim Shadys are just imitating
So won't the real Slim Shady please stand up
Please stand up, please stand up?
'Cause I'm Slim Shady, yes, I'm the real Shady
All you other Slim Shadys are just imitating
So won't the real Slim Shady please stand up
Please stand up, please stand up?

Will Smith don't gotta cuss in his raps to sell records
Well, I do, so fuck him and fuck you too
You think I give a damn about a Grammy?
Half of you critics can't even stomach me, let alone stand me
"But Slim, what if you win, wouldn't it be weird?"
Why, so you guys could just lie to get me here?
So you can sit me here next to Britney Spears?
Shit, Christina Aguilera better switch me chairs
So I can sit next to Carson Daly and Fred Durst
And hear 'em argue over who she gave head to first
Little bitch put me on blast on MTV
"Yeah, he's cute, but I think he's married to Kim, hee-hee"
I should download her audio on MP3
And show the whole world how you gave Eminem VD (ah)
I'm sick of you little girl and boy groups
All you do is annoy me, so I have been sent here to destroy you
And there's a million of us just like me
Who cuss like me, who just don't give a fuck like me
Who dress like me, walk, talk and act like me
And just might be the next best thing, but not quite me

'Cause I'm Slim Shady, yes, I'm the real Shady
All you other Slim Shadys are just imitating
So won't the real Slim Shady please stand up
Please stand up, please stand up?
'Cause I'm Slim Shady, yes, I'm the real Shady
All you other Slim Shadys are just imitating
So won't the real Slim Shady please stand up
Please stand up, please stand up?

I'm like a headtrip to listen to, 'cause I'm only giving' you
Things you joke about with your friends inside your living' room
The only difference is I got the balls to say it in front of y'all
And I don't gotta be false or sugarcoat it at all
I just get on the mic and spit it
And whether you like to admit it, I just shit it
Better than ninety percent of you rappers out can
Then you wonder, "how can
Kids eat up these albums like Valiums?"
It's funny, 'cause at the rate I'm going, when I'm thirty
I'll be the only person in the nursing home flirting
Pinching nurses asses when I'm jacking off with Jergens
And I'm jerking, but this whole bag of Viagra isn't working
And every single person is a Slim Shady lurking
He could be working at Burger King, spitting' on your onion rings
Or in the parking lot, circling, screaming, "I don't give a fuck"
With his windows down and his system up
So will the real Shady please stand up
And put one of those fingers on each hand up?
And be proud to be outta your mind and outta control
And one more time, loud as you can, how does it go?

I'm Slim Shady, yes, I'm the real Shady
All you other Slim Shadys are just imitating
So won't the real Slim Shady please stand up
Please stand up, please stand up?
'Cause I'm Slim Shady, yes, I'm the real Shady
All you other Slim Shadys are just imitating
So won't the real Slim Shady please stand up
Please stand up, please stand up?
'Cause I'm Slim Shady, yes, I'm the real Shady
All you other Slim Shadys are just imitating
So won't the real Slim Shady please stand up
Please stand up, please stand up?
'Cause I'm Slim Shady, yes, I'm the real Shady
All you other Slim Shadys are just imitating
So won't the real Slim Shady please stand up
Please stand up, please stand up?

Ha ha, I guess there's a Slim Shady in all of us
Fuck it, let's all stand up

Noah


on Remember Me?

Remember me? S executions
Remember me? I have no remorse
Remember me? I'm high-powered
Remember me? I drop bombs like Hiroshima

For this one, they scream "X, you retarded?!"
'Cause I grab the mic and get down like syndrome
Hide and roam into the masses
Without boundaries, which qualifies me
For the term "universal" without no rehearsal
I leak words that's controversial
Like I'm not the one you wanna contest, see
'Cause I'll hit your ass like the train did that bitch
That got banned from TV, heavyweight getup
Hit you, watch your whole head split up
Loco is the motion, we comin' through
Hollow-tips is the lead the .45 threw

Remember me? Throw your guns in the air
Remember me? Slam, slam
Remember me? Nigga, back the fuck up
Remember me? Chka-chka-Onyx

Niggas that take no for an answer get told no
Yeah, I been told no, but it was more like "No! No! No!"
Life a bitch, met her, fuck you if you let her
Better come better than better to be a competitor
This vet is ahead of the shit, it's all redder, you deader and deader
A medic instead of the cheddars and credda
Settle vendetta with metal Beretta from ghetto to ghetto
Evidence, nope, never leave a shred of
I got the soul of every rapper in me, love me or hate me
My moms got raped by the industry and made me
I'm the illest nigga ever, I told you
I get more pussy than them dyke bitches Total
Want beef, nigga? Pfft, you better dead that shit
My name should be Can't-Believe-That-Nigga-Said-That-Shit
Probably sayin' he ain't a killer, but I'm killin' myself
Smoke death, fuck bitches raw on the kitchen floor
So think what I'ma do to you, have done to you
Got niggas in my hood who'd do that shit for a blunt or two
What you wanna do? Cocksuckers, we Glock busters
'Til the cops cuff us, gon' start ruckus and drop blockbusters
Round the clock hustlers, you cannot touch us
I'm gettin' wires, niggas wantin' me dead
Wantin' my head, you think it could be somethin' I said?

Remember me? I just don't give a fuck
Remember me? Yeah, fuck you too
Remember me? I'm low down and I'm shifty
Remember me? I'm Shady

When I go out, I'ma go out shootin'
I don't mean when I die, I mean when I go out to the club, stupid
I'm tryin' to clean up my fuckin' image
So I promised the fuckin' critics
I wouldn't say "fuckin'" for six minutes
(Six minutes, Slim Shady, you're on)
My baby's mom, bitch made me an angry blonde
So I made me a song, killed her and put Hailie on
I may be wrong, I keep thinkin' these crazy thoughts
In my cranium, but I'm stuck with a crazy mom
(Is she really on as much dope as you say she's on?)
Came home and somebody must've broke in the back window
And stole two loaded machine guns and both of my trench coats
Six sick dreams of picnic scenes
Two kids, sixteen, with M-16s and ten clips each
And them shits reach through six kids each
And Slim gets blamed in Bill Clint's speech to fix these streets?!
Fuck that! Pfft, you faggots can vanish to volcanic ash
And reappear in hell with a can of gas and a match
Aftermath, Dre, grab the gat, show 'em where it's at
(What the fuck you starin' at, nigga?)

Don't you remember me?
Remember me?
Remember me?
Remember me? (Slim Shady!)

28Rivals


on Lose Yourself

@elchihuahua420 Damn bro, stay strong "You only get one shot don't miss your chance to blow." Don't let them bring you down in life and keep pushing

Noah


on Till ICollapse

Not Afraid

hope


on The Real Slim Shady

hi

eminem


on Crazy In Love

great song

serenity noble


on Lose Yourself

awesome

serenity noble


on The Real Slim Shady

awesome

serenity noble


on Lose Yourself

i love it
#eminemfan

Mind Space Apocalypse


on ShadyXV

Greatest of all time

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