Criminal
Eminem Lyrics


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A lot of people ask me stupid fuckin' questions
A lot of people think that what I say on record
Or what I talk about on a record
That I actually do in real life or that I believe in it
Or if I say that I wanna kill somebody, that
I'm actually gonna do it or that I believe in it
Well, shit, if you believe that, then I'll kill you
You know why?

'Cause I'm a criminal
Criminal
You goddamn right
I'm a criminal
Yeah, I'm a criminal

My words are like a dagger with a jagged edge
That'll stab you in the head, whether you're a fag or les'
Or a homosex', hermaph' or a transvest'
Pants or dress, hate fags? The answer's yes
Homophobic? Nah, you're just heterophobic
Staring at my jeans, watching my genitals bulgin'
That's my motherfuckin' balls, you'd better let go of 'em
They belong in my scrotum, you'll never get hold of 'em
"Hey, it's me, Versace, whoops, somebody shot me
And I was just checkin' the mail, get it? Checkin' the male?"
How many records you expecting to sell
After your second LP sends you directly to jail?
Come on, relax, guy, I like gay men
Right, Ken? Give me an amen (amen)
"Please Lord, this boy needs Jesus
Heal this child, help us destroy these demons
Oh, and please send me a brand new car
And a prostitute while my wife's sick in the hospital"
Preacher, preacher, fifth grade teacher
You can't reach me, my mom can't neither (nope)
You can't teach me a goddamn thing 'cause
I watch TV and Comcast cable
And you ain't able to stop these thoughts
You can't stop me from toppin' these charts
And you can't stop me from droppin' each March
With a brand new CD for these fuckin' retards (duh)
And to think, it's just lil' old me
Mr. Don't-Give-a-Fuck still won't leave

I'm a criminal
'Cause every time I write a rhyme
These people think it's a crime
To tell 'em what's on my mind
I guess I'm a criminal
I don't gotta say a word
I just flip 'em the bird and keep goin'
I don't take shit from no one
I'm a criminal
'Cause every time I write a rhyme
These people think it's a crime
To tell 'em what's on my mind
I guess I'm a criminal
I don't gotta say a word
I just flip 'em the bird and keep goin'
I don't take shit from no one

The mother did drugs, hard liquor, cigarettes and speed
The baby came out, disfigured ligaments indeed
It was a seed who would grow up just as crazy as she
Don't dare make fun of that baby, 'cause that baby was me
I'm a criminal, an animal caged who turned crazed
But how the fuck you supposed to grow up when you weren't raised?
So as I got older and I got a lot taller
My dick shrunk smaller, but my balls got larger
I drink more liquor to fuck you up quicker
Than you'd wanna fuck me up for sayin' the word
My morals went (pft) when the president got oral
Sex in his Oval Office on top of his desk off of his own employee
Now, don't ignore me, you won't avoid me
You can't miss me, I'm white, blonde-haired, and my nose is pointy
I'm the bad guy who makes fun of people that die
In plane crashes and laughs as long as it ain't happened to him
Slim Shady, I'm as crazy as Eminem and Kim combined
(The Maniac's in) in place of the Doctor
'Cause Dre couldn't make it today
He's a little under the weather, so I'm takin' his place
Oh, that's Dre with an AK to his face
Don't make me kill him too and spray his brains all over the place
I told you, Dre, you should've kept that thing put away
I guess that'll teach you not to let me play with it, eh?

I'm a criminal

Alright look, just go up in that motherfucker
Get the motherfuckin' money and get the fuck up outta there
Alright
I'll be right here waitin' on you
Alright
Yo, Em
What?
Don't kill nobody this time
Alright
Goddamn, this motherfucker gets on my fuckin' nerves

Hi
How you doin'?
How can I help you?
Yeah, I need to make a withdrawal
Okay
Put the fucking money in the bag, bitch, and I won't kill you
What? Oh my God, don't kill me
I'm not gonna kill you, bitch, quit looking around
Don't kill me, I've got two kids at home don't kill me
I said I'm not gonna fucking kill you
Don't kill me
Hurry the fuck up
Thank you

Windows tinted on my ride when I drive in it (go, go)
So when I rob a bank, run out and just dive in it
So I'll be disguised in it
And if anybody identifies the guy in it
I hide for five minutes
Come back, shoot the eyewitness
Fire at the private eye hired to pry in my business
Die bitches, bastards, brats, pets
This puppy's lucky I didn't blast his ass yet
If I ever gave a fuck, I'd shave my nuts
Tuck my dick in between my legs and cluck
You motherfuckin' chickens ain't brave enough
To say the stuff I say, so just tape it shut
Shit, half the shit I say, I just make it up
To make you mad, so kiss my white naked ass
And if it's not a rapper that I make it as
I'ma be a fuckin' rapist in a Jason mask

I'm a criminal
'Cause every time I write a rhyme
These people think it's a crime
To tell 'em what's on my mind
I guess I'm a criminal
I don't gotta say a word
I just flip 'em the bird and keep goin'
I don't take shit from no one
I'm a criminal
'Cause every time I write a rhyme
These people think it's a crime
To tell 'em what's on my mind
I guess I'm a criminal
I don't gotta say a word
I just flip 'em the bird and keep goin'
I don't take shit from no one
I'm a criminal
'Cause every time I write a rhyme
These people think it's a crime
To tell 'em what's on my mind
I guess I'm a criminal
I don't gotta say a word
I just flip 'em the bird and keep goin'
I don't take shit from no one
I'm a criminal
'Cause every time I write a rhyme
These people think it's a crime
To tell 'em what's on my mind
I guess I'm a criminal
I don't gotta say a word
I just flip 'em the bird and keep goin'




I don't take shit from no one
I am a criminal

Overall Meaning

The lyrics to "Criminal" by Eminem are a provocative and controversial depiction of his persona as an artist. The song begins with a commentary on the perception of his lyrics by some people who misunderstand the difference between his artistic expression and his real-life actions. Eminem then goes on to deliver an unapologetic and crude message that continues to challenge social norms and provoke controversy. He confronts homophobia, misogyny, and the negative impact of drugs and alcohol.


The lyrics demonstrate Eminem's ability to push boundaries and tackle sensitive issues. The use of violent and offensive language delivered in a provocative and unapologetic manner questions traditional social norms and beliefs. Eminem's reference to his childhood experiences and twisted mentality, including his addiction to drugs and alcohol, is a reflection of his life and the struggles he faced.


In conclusion, "Criminal" is a bold and powerful commentary of Eminem's take on society and culture. The song is a reflection of his artistry, where he attempts to challenge norms and preconceived notions of what is acceptable in music.


Line by Line Meaning

A lot of people ask me stupid fuckin' questions
Many people often ask me foolish and unnecessary questions


A lot of people think that what I say on record
Many individuals believe that my lyrics in my songs


Or what I talk about on a record
Or the content I discuss in my music


That I actually do in real life or that I believe in it
Implies that I genuinely engage in those actions or hold them as my beliefs


Or if I say that I wanna kill somebody, that
Or if I express the desire to harm someone, it


I'm actually gonna do it or that I believe in it
Suggests that I will truly carry it out or genuinely hold that belief


Well, shit, if you believe that, then I'll kill you
Well, if you truly believe such things, then I will figuratively 'kill' your ignorance or naive mindset


You know why?
Do you understand the reason behind this?


'Cause I'm a criminal
Because I am seen as a lawbreaker or deviant


Criminal
A repetition to emphasize my criminal identity


You goddamn right
Affirming the accuracy of the previous statement


I'm a criminal
Reiterating my status as a criminal


Yeah, I'm a criminal
Yes, indeed, I am a criminal


My words are like a dagger with a jagged edge
My lyrics are comparable to a sharp and uneven dagger


That'll stab you in the head, whether you're a fag or les'
Metaphorically speaking, my words will harm and offend you, regardless of your sexual orientation


Or a homosex', hermaph' or a transvest'
Or if you identify as homosexual, hermaphroditic, or a transvestite


Pants or dress, hate fags? The answer's yes
Whether you wear pants or dresses, do you despise homosexuals? If so, the answer is affirmative


Homophobic? Nah, you're just heterophobic
You might think of yourself as homophobic, but in reality, you're fearful of heterosexuality


Staring at my jeans, watching my genitals bulgin'
Examining my jeans and watching my bulged genitals with intent


That's my motherfuckin' balls, you'd better let go of 'em
Those are indeed my testicles, and you should refrain from meddling with them


They belong in my scrotum, you'll never get hold of 'em
My testicles rightfully belong inside my scrotum, and you will never obtain possession of them


"Hey, it's me, Versace, whoops, somebody shot me
Comic exaggeration as if I were the famous designer Versace, jokingly mentioning being shot


And I was just checkin' the mail, get it? Checkin' the male?"
I pretend to be checking my mail, cleverly playing with the phrase 'checking the male' as a wordplay


How many records you expecting to sell
What number of albums do you anticipate selling?


After your second LP sends you directly to jail?
Will your second music album lead you directly to imprisonment?


Come on, relax, guy, I like gay men
Calm down, my friend, I am accepting of homosexual men


Right, Ken? Give me an amen (amen)
Isn't that right, Ken? Give me your agreement or approval (amen)


"Please Lord, this boy needs Jesus
A plea to the Lord, asking for the assistance of Jesus for this troubled individual


Heal this child, help us destroy these demons
Heal this troubled individual and assist us in eradicating their inner demons


Oh, and please send me a brand new car
Additionally, please grant me a new car


And a prostitute while my wife's sick in the hospital"
Furthermore, I request the services of a sex worker while my spouse is unwell in the medical facility


Preacher, preacher, fifth-grade teacher
Addressing a religious preacher or a teacher from the fifth grade


You can't reach me, my mom can't neither
You cannot influence or impact me, and neither can my mother


You can't teach me a goddamn thing 'cause
You are incapable of teaching me anything substantial because


I watch TV and Comcast cable
I gain knowledge from watching television and subscribing to Comcast cable


And you ain't able to stop these thoughts
You are unable to impede or hinder these thoughts I have


You can't stop me from toppin' these charts
You are incapable of preventing me from achieving success and ranking highly on music charts


And you can't stop me from droppin' each March
Furthermore, you cannot impede me from releasing new albums every March


With a brand new CD for these fuckin' retards (duh)
Supplying a fresh CD for these foolish individuals (idiots)


And to think, it's just lil' old me
It is surprising to consider that it is only me, a small and ordinary individual


Mr. Don't-Give-a-Fuck still won't leave
Mr. Don't-Give-a-Fuck, referring to myself, refuses to depart or go away


I'm a criminal
I am a lawbreaker or deviant


'Cause every time I write a rhyme
Because whenever I write a verse or lyrics


These people think it's a crime
Many individuals perceive it as illegal or offensive


To tell 'em what's on my mind
To openly express my thoughts and opinions


I guess I'm a criminal
Therefore, I suppose I can be considered a criminal


I don't gotta say a word
I do not need to verbally communicate


I just flip 'em the bird and keep goin'
Instead, I simply extend my middle finger as an offensive gesture and carry on


I don't take shit from no one
I refuse to tolerate any form of disrespect or mistreatment from anyone


The mother did drugs, hard liquor, cigarettes, and speed
The mother engaged in substance abuse, consuming hard liquor, cigarettes, and amphetamines


The baby came out, disfigured ligaments indeed
As a result, the baby was born with deformed or malformed ligaments


It was a seed who would grow up just as crazy as she
That baby was destined to grow up being just as mentally unstable as the mother


Don't dare make fun of that baby, 'cause that baby was me
Be cautious not to mock that infant, as that baby happens to be me


I'm a criminal, an animal caged who turned crazed
I am seen as a criminal, an unruly creature trapped in a cage that has become mentally deranged


But how the fuck you supposed to grow up when you weren't raised?
However, how can one mature and develop when they were not provided with proper upbringing?


So as I got older and I got a lot taller
As I aged and significantly grew in height


My dick shrunk smaller, but my balls got larger
Although my penis reduced in size, my testicles grew larger


I drink more liquor to fuck you up quicker
I consume greater amounts of alcohol to intoxicate you more rapidly


Than you'd wanna fuck me up for sayin' the word
Beyond what you would desire to harm me in response to the words I utter


My morals went (pft) when the president got oral
My moral principles became insignificant when the president engaged in sexual acts


Sex in his Oval Office on top of his desk off of his own employee
Acts of sexual intercourse occurring in the president's office, specifically on his desk, involving one of his staff members


Now, don't ignore me, you won't avoid me
Do not disregard or overlook me; you cannot escape my presence


You can't miss me, I'm white, blonde-haired, and my nose is pointy
You cannot fail to notice me; I possess white skin, blonde hair, and a pointed nose


I'm the bad guy who makes fun of people that die
I portray myself as the antagonist who mocks individuals who have passed away


In plane crashes and laughs as long as it ain't happened to him
I derive amusement from airplane accidents, as long as I am not personally involved in one


Slim Shady, I'm as crazy as Eminem and Kim combined
Slim Shady, my alter ego, is as mentally unstable as the combination of both Eminem (my real name) and Kim (my ex-wife)


(The Maniac's in) in place of the Doctor
Referring to myself, the Maniac (Slim Shady), as a substitute for the Doctor (Dr. Dre)


'Cause Dre couldn't make it today
Because Dr. Dre was unable to attend or participate today


He's a little under the weather, so I'm takin' his place
He is feeling slightly ill, which is why I am replacing him


Oh, that's Dre with an AK to his face
Oh, that happens to be Dr. Dre, holding an AK-47 against his own face


Don't make me kill him too and spray his brains all over the place
Do not force me to harm Dr. Dre as well, violently dispersing his brain matter in all directions


I told you, Dre, you should've kept that thing put away
I warned you, Dre, that you should have kept that weapon concealed and out of sight


I guess that'll teach you not to let me play with it, eh?
I suppose this experience will serve as a lesson for you, teaching you to not allow me to handle such items, right?


Alright look, just go up in that motherfucker
Alright, listen carefully, enter that establishment with determination


Get the motherfuckin' money and get the fuck up outta there
Acquire the money rapidly and swiftly depart from the premises


Alright
Affirming agreement or acknowledging the instructions


I'll be right here waitin' on you
I will remain in this location, patiently awaiting your return


Alright
Affirming agreement or acknowledging the statement


Yo, Em
Hey, Eminem


What?
What is it?


Don't kill nobody this time
Please refrain from causing harm to anyone on this occasion


Alright
Affirming agreement or acknowledging the request


Goddamn, this motherfucker gets on my fuckin' nerves
This individual truly irritates and annoys me


Hi
Greetings


How you doin'?
How are you?


How can I help you?
What can I assist you with?


Yeah, I need to make a withdrawal
Yes, I would like to withdraw money from my account


Okay
Acknowledging understanding or compliance


Put the fucking money in the bag, bitch, and I won't kill you
Place the money into the bag, you unpleasant woman, and I will spare your life


What? Oh my God, don't kill me
What? Oh dear, please do not harm me


I'm not gonna kill you, bitch, quit looking around
I have no intention of killing you, stop searching the surroundings anxiously


Don't kill me, I've got two kids at home don't kill me
Spare my life, I have two children waiting for me at home, do not cause them to lose their mother


I said I'm not gonna fucking kill you
I already mentioned that I will not harm or murder you


Don't kill me
Please refrain from causing harm or murder


Hurry the fuck up
Proceed in a swift manner, without delay


Thank you
Expressing gratitude


Windows tinted on my ride when I drive in it (go, go)
The windows of my vehicle are darkly shaded when I am driving it


So when I rob a bank, run out and just dive in it
Hence, when I commit a bank robbery, I promptly escape and embark on a hasty getaway


So I'll be disguised in it
Therefore, I will be concealed within the vehicle


And if anybody identifies the guy in it
In the event that someone happens to recognize the person inside the car


I hide for five minutes
I conceal myself for a duration of five minutes


Come back, shoot the eyewitness
Subsequently, I return and shoot the individual who witnessed the crime


Fire at the private eye hired to pry in my business
I open fire at the private investigator who was employed to intrude upon my personal matters


Die bitches, bastards, brats, pets
Perish, you females, males, children, and animals


This puppy's lucky I didn't blast his ass yet
This insignificant individual is fortunate I have not shot and eliminated him yet


If I ever gave a fuck, I'd shave my nuts
In the hypothetical scenario where I actually cared about something, I would shave my testicles


Tuck my dick in between my legs and cluck
I would insert my penis between my legs and make clucking sounds like a chicken


You motherfuckin' chickens ain't brave enough
You weaklings are not courageous enough, you cowardly beings


To say the stuff I say, so just tape it shut
You lack the audacity to express the same things I say, so remain silent and seal your mouths


Shit, half the shit I say, I just make it up
In fact, half of the things I say are purely fabricated or invented


To make you mad, so kiss my white naked ass
My purpose is to anger or provoke you, so go ahead and kiss my exposed white buttocks


And if it's not a rapper that I make it as
If I do not achieve success as a rapper


I'ma be a fuckin' rapist in a Jason mask
I will resort to becoming a rapist who wears a Jason mask, referencing the antagonist from the 'Friday the 13th' film series


I'm a criminal
I am a lawbreaker or deviant


'Cause every time I write a rhyme
Because whenever I write a verse or lyrics


These people think it's a crime
Many individuals perceive it as illegal or offensive


To tell 'em what's on my mind
To openly express my thoughts and opinions


I guess I'm a criminal
Therefore, I suppose I can be considered a criminal


I don't gotta say a word
I do not need to verbally communicate


I just flip 'em the bird and keep goin'
Instead, I simply extend my middle finger as an offensive gesture and carry on


I don't take shit from no one
I refuse to tolerate any form of disrespect or mistreatment from anyone


I'm a criminal
I am a lawbreaker or deviant


'Cause every time I write a rhyme
Because whenever I write a verse or lyrics


These people think it's a crime
Many individuals perceive it as illegal or offensive


To tell 'em what's on my mind
To openly express my thoughts and opinions


I guess I'm a criminal
Therefore, I suppose I can be considered a criminal


I don't gotta say a word
I do not need to verbally communicate


I just flip 'em the bird and keep goin'
Instead, I simply extend my middle finger as an offensive gesture and carry on


I don't take shit from no one
I refuse to tolerate any form of disrespect or mistreatment from anyone


I'm a criminal
I am a lawbreaker or deviant


'Cause every time I write a rhyme
Because whenever I write a verse or lyrics


These people think it's a crime
Many individuals perceive it as illegal or offensive


To tell 'em what's on my mind
To openly express my thoughts and opinions


I guess I'm a criminal
Therefore, I suppose I can be considered a criminal


I don't gotta say a word
I do not need to verbally communicate


I just flip 'em the bird and keep goin'
Instead, I simply extend my middle finger as an offensive gesture and carry on


I don't take shit from no one
I refuse to tolerate any form of disrespect or mistreatment from anyone


I am a criminal
I embody the identity of a lawbreaker or deviant




Lyrics © Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.
Written by: Jeffrey Irwin Bass, Mark Randy Bass, Marshall B. III Mathers

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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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