Cry Now
Eminem Lyrics


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Niggas didn't kill me
Now a niggas gon' get
Peel my cap back
I'm never at home
I'm somewhere
With my shaft restin' on a ho's tongue
Sippin' Don Perignon
While she's sippin' up them newborns
Yeah bet you hate the news holmes
You probably somewhere
Sittin' on the stoop huh
Sippin' on a brew
Plottin' to pop me later huh
When will a hater learn
I'm too great on a song
I push weight on the corner
Send weight to the coroner
When courage make 'em turn performer
I transform into Uma Thurman
A dude's virgin
Verses lettin' a perilous nigga
With no purpose
Continue to walk this earth's surface
I was birthed for hip-hop
Branch out my services
Ya try to murder this nigga
That's comin' from the same turf as ya
What nerves of yous
Pissed because your hussles ain't worth a shit
I'm gettin' rich, I'm on my way to Hugh Hefner's
Dig? With a bitch
You in the trenches tryin' to reach it big
On another rapper's dick
Go on represent where you live
Know you annoyed
But don't make the mistake
I'm state to state in that Honda nigga
Not an Accord
I'm in that Honda G4 you will never afford
And yup it's probably easy when a nigga is on board

Cryyyyy now, cry now
Cryyyyy now, cry now
Cryyyyy now, cry now
Cryyyyy now, nigga cry now

I'll be damned if I let a nigga lay his hands on me
I'll lay his ass out and park a Grand Am on him
The city where the weak survive and the strong die
Where beef collide, shootouts happen and hit the wrong guy
I done seen the worst of the worst, and what can be worse
Than a verse about bullets dispersed up in your shirt
The streets is like a curse, niggas frontin' for a bitch
It's like you beggin to die like bear huntin with a switch
A part of my heart is gone, I can never smile the same
Trigger finger is itchy, it'll take a while to tame
Detroit is hella Dirty but the Dozen can fix it
Resist and a biscuit will excede the distance
And bounce off one's home, hit and ricochet
Off a kid's trombone right to where you niggas lay
Obie can tell you that death is just a few inches away
I shed tears but you can get your fill of it today

Cryyyyy now
Cryyyyy now
Cryyyyy now
Cryyyyy now

Laugh now, cry never, my Beretta is a body part
Hit 'em with just enough shots to make his body art
Now I feel like we even
See Creek is here to shine a light on you niggas this evenin'
Soon as I get my call I'm right on them zeros I'm leavin'
Load up a clip and make it dark on them heroes I'm cheesin'
Shit they got snitches on the clock, gotta watch what I sayin'
Me buy a bitch a couple rocks in a watch? Quit playin'
Back on my grizzy my nizzy, nobody ran with me
And for them fuckin spectators I brought the band with me
Halftime niggas, and grab pine you would never grab mine nigga
The doc was lyin' when he said you gon' be fine nigga

Witness the art of war, in the physical
Since raw coke was rushed through my umbilical
And no words from Ca$h mouth is fiction
Ready to throw clips if, I'm never dissin you
My aura awards raw to the core and the surface
Of the street, when I walk through the door, my purpose
Is to move up, pull tools you purp'in
Watch me overthrow the government for my interpret
Plot of Bin Laden, soul of Mumia
I'm prayin' to Proof, I'm searching for Jerry Garcia
Talk to my brother, gone in the streets of the D
I'm totin' the K, and hawk niggas waitin on me
You take the first shot then, Second Round's on Me
And when you walk, on the other side of me, and my brother ride
I don't rap for the plaques
My contract's signed just for scratch to get you wacked
Nigga, with a gun, with a shank, with a bat
Take a slug through the lung, get it right, what you wack nigga
I'm born crazed deranged and more famous
Than clappin' down bangers meant, for entertainment, geah

Cryyyyy now, cry now
Cryyyyy now, cry now
Cryyyyy now, cry now
Cryyyyy now, nigga cry now

Young Stat keep the gat on tuck
Want war, I don't give a fuck
Shot 'til you kiss, pucker up
It'll lift him up, believe me you'll float
The result is your family heartbroke
Lookin' like an artichoke vegetable, hold stiff
Nigga paralyzed from the neck down, my goons stick niggas
Turn soldiers to stick figures, hand on triggers
Real life, born killers, we roll out like four-wheelers
God shill us, from back-stabbers and goldiggers
Tipsy off brown liquor, watch me
Obnoxious, broads call me cocky
Poppy long dick Stat beat up the box like hockey
Especially when a bitch ride dick like jockeys
From the Benz, to the Range, to the black jalopy
I'm the shit, the only one who ain't heard is Foxy
Formalize the plan, no man can stop me
Boss hog, Stat Quo understand, you copy?
(You copy?)

Cryyyyy now, cry now
Cryyyyy now, cry now




Cryyyyy now, cry now
Cryyyyy now, nigga cry now

Overall Meaning

In the song "Cry Now" by Eminem, he raps about his dominance and hatred of his haters. He boasts of his riches, the long-distance travels he makes in his Honda G4, and his determination to succeed in the rap industry. Eminem's song is a message to all his rivals and haters that he is unstoppable and will do whatever it takes to remain on top. He also raps about his hometown, Detroit, that can be a dangerous place where conflicts easily result in shootouts that claim innocent lives. Eminem, in his lyrics, expresses his willingness to go to war with anyone who dares block his success, and he is not afraid of using guns to achieve his goals.


Furthermore, Eminem raps about betrayal, snitches, and the death of his friend and former bandmate, Proof. The song reveals a vulnerable side of Eminem as he sheds tears and expresses his pain over the loss of his friend but still threatens to seek revenge on anyone who tries to hurt him. Eminem's lyrics also reveal the profound effect the loss of his friend had on him, and he promises to honor Proof's memory forever.


Line by Line Meaning

Niggas didn't kill me
I survived the attempts of others to harm me


Now a niggas gon' get
But now someone is going to face consequences


Peel my cap back
I will retaliate and expose their weaknesses


I'm never at home
I'm always out and about, never stationary


I'm somewhere
I'm in a different place


With my shaft restin' on a ho's tongue
Engaged in sexual activities


Sippin' Don Perignon
Drinking expensive champagne


While she's sippin' up them newborns
While she's consuming drugs


Yeah bet you hate the news holmes
You're probably envious of my success


You probably somewhere
You're likely in a certain location


Sittin' on the stoop huh
Sitting outside on the steps, right?


Sippin' on a brew
Drinking a beer


Plottin' to pop me later huh
Planning to harm me in the future


When will a hater learn
When will someone who dislikes me understand


I'm too great on a song
I excel in my musical performances


I push weight on the corner
I sell drugs on the street corner


Send weight to the coroner
I cause the death of drug users


When courage make 'em turn performer
When they feel brave, they try to act tough


I transform into Uma Thurman
I become powerful and capable like the actress


A dude's virgin
A guy who hasn't experienced certain things


Verses lettin' a perilous nigga
Instead of giving control to a dangerous person


With no purpose
Who lacks direction


Continue to walk this earth's surface
They continue to exist


I was birthed for hip-hop
I was destined to be part of the hip-hop scene


Branch out my services
Expand and offer my skills


Ya try to murder this nigga
You attempt to kill me


That's comin' from the same turf as ya
From the same neighborhood as you


What nerves of yous
You have audacity


Pissed because your hussles ain't worth a shit
Angry because your hustles are unsuccessful


I'm gettin' rich, I'm on my way to Hugh Hefner's
I'm becoming wealthy and successful like Hugh Hefner


Dig? With a bitch
Understand? With a woman


You in the trenches tryin' to reach it big
You're struggling to achieve success


On another rapper's dick
By attaching yourself to another rapper


Go on represent where you live
Go ahead and show pride in your hometown


Know you annoyed
I know you're irritated


But don't make the mistake
But don't make the error


I'm state to state in that Honda nigga
I travel across states in my Honda


Not an Accord
But not an Accord model


I'm in that Honda G4 you will never afford
I'm in a luxurious Honda G4 that's beyond your financial reach


And yup it's probably easy when a nigga is on board
And yes, it's probably easier when someone supports you


I'll be damned if I let a nigga lay his hands on me
I refuse to let someone physically harm me


I'll lay his ass out and park a Grand Am on him
I will knock him out and humiliate him


The city where the weak survive and the strong die
In this city, those who lack strength survive while the powerful perish


Where beef collide, shootouts happen and hit the wrong guy
Where conflicts escalate, shootings occur, and innocent people are affected


I done seen the worst of the worst, and what can be worse
I have witnessed the most severe situations, and it's hard to imagine anything worse


Than a verse about bullets dispersed up in your shirt
Than hearing lyrics about getting shot


The streets is like a curse, niggas frontin' for a bitch
The streets have a negative influence, with people pretending for the sake of a woman


It's like you beggin to die like bear huntin with a switch
It's as if you're intentionally putting yourself in danger


A part of my heart is gone, I can never smile the same
A piece of my heart is missing, and I can never truly be happy again


Trigger finger is itchy, it'll take a while to tame
I have a strong urge to engage in violence, and it will take time to control it


Detroit is hella Dirty but the Dozen can fix it
Detroit is in a bad state, but a group of people can improve it


Resist and a biscuit will excede the distance
Oppose us, and our guns will reach you no matter where you are


And bounce off one's home, hit and ricochet
Bullets may rebound off someone's house, hit someone else, and bounce off again


Off a kid's trombone right to where you niggas lay
Potentially striking someone innocent nearby


Obie can tell you that death is just a few inches away
Obie can testify that death is always close


I shed tears but you can get your fill of it today
I cry, but you can experience sorrow as well


Laugh now, cry never, my Beretta is a body part
Now you're laughing, but you'll never make me cry. My gun is an extension of myself


Hit 'em with just enough shots to make his body art
I shoot him with enough bullets to create a gruesome masterpiece on his body


Now I feel like we even
Now I believe the score is settled


See Creek is here to shine a light on you niggas this evenin'
I'm here to expose and criticize you all


Soon as I get my call I'm right on them zeros I'm leavin'
As soon as I receive my cue, I'm acting swiftly without hesitation


Load up a clip and make it dark on them heroes I'm cheesin'
I load my magazine and eliminate those who consider themselves heroes


Shit they got snitches on the clock, gotta watch what I sayin'
There are informants monitoring us, so I have to be careful with my words


Me buy a bitch a couple rocks in a watch? Quit playin'
You think I would spend money on material possessions for a woman? Don't be ridiculous


Back on my grizzy my nizzy, nobody ran with me
I'm back focusing on my grind and nobody is truly loyal


And for them fuckin spectators I brought the band with me
And for those watching and gossiping, I have my crew ready


Halftime niggas, and grab pine you would never grab mine nigga
You would never be able to possess what I have, so fall back


The doc was lyin' when he said you gon' be fine nigga
The doctor was lying when he promised your recovery


Witness the art of war, in the physical
Experience the brutal reality of warfare


Since raw coke was rushed through my umbilical
Since I was exposed to drugs from birth


And no words from Ca$h mouth is fiction
I only speak the truth


Ready to throw clips if, I'm never dissin you
I'm prepared to shoot if necessary, and I won't disrespect you


My aura awards raw to the core and the surface
My presence exudes authenticity and rawness


Of the street, when I walk through the door, my purpose
In the streets, when I enter, my intention


Is to move up, pull tools you purp'in
Is to progress and use weapons when necessary


Watch me overthrow the government for my interpret
Observe as I challenge the system based on my understanding


Plot of Bin Laden, soul of Mumia
Crafting a plan like Bin Laden, with the spirit of Mumia


I'm prayin' to Proof, I'm Searching for Jerry Garcia
I seek guidance from Proof and search for inspiration like Jerry Garcia


Talk to my brother, gone in the streets of the D
Communicating with my deceased brother, lost in the Detroit streets


I'm totin' the K, and hawk niggas waitin on me
I carry a weapon, and rival individuals await my arrival


You take the first shot then, Second Round's on Me
If you initiate an attack, I will respond with even greater force


And when you walk, on the other side of me, and my brother ride
When you confront me and my loyal companion


I don't rap for the plaques
I don't create music for the awards


My contract's signed just for scratch to get you wacked
My agreement is merely a front to arrange your elimination


Nigga, with a gun, with a shank, with a bat
With any weapon available to me


Take a slug through the lung, get it right, what you wack nigga
Being shot in the lung, understand, how incompetent you are


I'm born crazed deranged and more famous
I was born with a disturbed mind, and now I'm even more well-known


Than clappin' down bangers meant, for entertainment, geah
Than engaging in acts of violence intended for entertainment purposes




Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group
Written by: Don Robey, Joseph W. Scott, Obie Trice

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MEAN AS BARS!

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