Drips
Eminem Lyrics


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Obie
Yo (I'm sick)
Damn, you straight, dog?

That's why I ain't got no time (I think I got chlamydia)
For these games and stupid tricks
Or these bitches (bitch) on my dick
That's how dudes be gettin' sick (that bitch)
That's how dicks be gettin' drips
Fallin' victims to this shit
From these bitches on our dicks
Fuckin' chickens with no ribs
That's why I ain't got no time

Yo, I woke up, fucked up off the liquor I drunk (damn)
I had a bag of the skunk, won in last night's tunk
Pussy residue was on my penis, Denise from the cleaner's
Fucked me good, you shoulda seen this
Big booty bitch, switch unbearable (shit)
French roll stylin', body like a stallion
Sizin' up the figure, while my shit gettin' bigger
Debatin' on a fuck or do I wanna be her nigga?
Caressin' this bitch, plus I'm checkin' out them tits (damn)
Sippin' on that fine shit I ain't used to buyin'
I gotta hit it from behind, it's mandatory
Like takin' hoes' money, but that's another story
For surely, pussy on toast, after we toast
Her clothes fell like Bishop in Juice (come here)
The womb beater, clean pussy eater, insertin' my jock
In that spot hotter than the hottest block
"Don't stop," response I got when I was knockin' it
Clock's steady tickin', kinky finger lickin'
And can on, semen's at my tip when she moans
I gotta slow down before I cum soon
And work that nigga like a slave owner
When I dropped off my outfit she knew I wanted to bone her
She foamin' at them lips, the ones between the hips
Pubic hair's lookin' like some sour cream dip
Without the nacho, my dick hit the spot though
Pussy tighter than conditions of us black folks
We in the final stretch, the last part of sex
I bust a fat-ass nut, then I woke up next
Like, what the fuck is goin' on here? This bitch evaporated
Pussy and all just picked up and vacated
Now I'm frustrated, 'cause my dick was unprotected
And Doctor Wesley tellin' me I really got that shit (fuck)

That's why I ain't got no time
For these games and stupid tricks
Or these bitches on my dick
That's how dudes be gettin' sick
That's how dicks be gettin' drips
Fallin' victims to this shit
From these bitches on our dicks
Fuckin' chickens with no ribs
That's why I ain't got no time

Now I don't wanna hit no woman, but this chick's got it comin'
Someone better get this bitch 'fore she gets kicked in the stomach
And she's pregnant, but she's eggin' me on, beggin' me
To throw her off the steps of this porch, my only weapon is force
And I don't wanna resort to violence of any sort
But what's she shovin' me for? Doesn't she love me no more?
Wasn't she huggin' me four minutes ago at the door?
Man, I'm this close to goin' toe-to-toe with this whore
What would you do if she was tellin' you she wants a divorce?
She's havin' another baby in a month and it's yours
And you found out it isn't, 'cause this bitch has been visitin'
Someone else and suckin' his dick and
Kissin' you on the lips when you get back to Michigan
Now the plot is thickenin' worse
'Cause you feel like you've been stickin' your fuckin' dick in a hearse
So you're paranoid at every little cold that you get
Ever since they told you this shit, you've been holdin' your dick
So you go to the clinic, sweatin' every minute you in it
Then the doctor comes out, lookin' like Dennis the Menace
And it's obvious to everyone in the lobby it's AIDS
He ain't even gotta call you in his office to say it
So you jet back home, 'cause you gon' get that ho
When you see her, you gon' bend her fuckin' neck back, yo
'Cause you love her, you never would expect that blow
Obie told you the scoop, how could she stoop that low?
Jesus, I don't believe this bitch works at the cleaner's
Bringin' me home diseases, swingin' from Obie's penis
She's so deceivin', shit, this ho's a genius, she G'd us

That's why I ain't got no time
For these games and stupid tricks
Or these bitches on my dick
That's how dudes be gettin' sick
That's how dicks be gettin' drips
Fallin' victims to this shit
From these bitches on our dicks
Fuckin' chickens with no ribs
That's why I ain't got no time

I'm busy, yeah, fuck these bitches
Fuck 'em all
Get money, Shady Records (ha, woo)
Obie Trice, Eminem, motherfucker




New millennium shit, yeah
Turn this shit off, man, turn this shit the fuck

Overall Meaning

The song "Drips" by Eminem and Obie Trice presents lyrics discussing the risks of sexual encounters with promiscuous women. The chorus asserts that having no time for sexual games, tricks or interactions with women who are suspected of having diseases is essential to avoid falling victim to such conditions. The lyrics describe a sexual encounter with a woman called Denise from the cleaners who has left residue on the singer's penis. The lyrics then go on to describe a sexual encounter with a woman who is interested in receiving a divorce, even though she is having another baby in a month, which turns out to be someone else's child. The woman is also suspected of having given both men sexually transmitted diseases.


The lyrics offer a first-hand perspective on the dangers of sexual encounters, particularly casual affairs. The song emphasizes how crucial it is to practice safe sex and not to engage in high-risk sexual behavior. The song also emphasizes the importance of self-control and discipline, particularly when it comes to sexual encounters.


Line by Line Meaning

Yo (I'm sick)
I am feeling unwell


Damn, you straight, dog?
Are you feeling okay?


That's why I ain't got no time (I think I got chlamydia)
I have no time for games because I suspect I have chlamydia


For these games and stupid tricks
For these foolish games and pranks


Or these bitches (bitch) on my dick
Or these women showing unwanted attention to me


That's how dudes be gettin' sick (that bitch)
That's how men become ill by engaging with such women


That's how dicks be gettin' drips
That's how men contract sexually transmitted infections


Fallin' victims to this shit
Becoming victims of these circumstances


From these bitches on our dicks
From these women who pursue us sexually


Fuckin' chickens with no ribs
Engaging in sexual activity with women who are promiscuous


Yo, I woke up, fucked up off the liquor I drunk (damn)
I wake up feeling intoxicated from the alcohol I consumed


I had a bag of the skunk, won in last night's tunk
I had a bag of marijuana, won in a game played last night


Pussy residue was on my penis, Denise from the cleaner's
There was vaginal fluid on my penis from Denise who works at the cleaners


Fucked me good, you shoulda seen this
She had sex with me very well


Big booty bitch, switch unbearable (shit)
She had a large buttocks and her sexual activities were difficult to handle


French roll stylin', body like a stallion
She styled her hair in a French roll and had a beautiful body like a horse


Sizin' up the figure, while my shit gettin' bigger
Inspecting her body while my penis is becoming erect


Debatin' on a fuck or do I wanna be her nigga?
Considering whether I just want to have sex with her or be in a committed relationship


Caressin' this bitch, plus I'm checkin' out them tits (damn)
Touching and embracing this woman while also admiring her breasts


Sippin' on that fine shit I ain't used to buyin'
Drinking expensive alcohol that I'm not accustomed to purchasing


I gotta hit it from behind, it's mandatory
I must have sex with her from behind, it's essential


Like takin' hoes' money, but that's another story
Like taking money from prostitutes, but that's a different topic


For surely, pussy on toast, after we toast
Definitely, having sex after we raise our glasses in celebration


Her clothes fell like Bishop in Juice (come here)
Her clothes fell off quickly, just like in the movie Juice


The womb beater, clean pussy eater, insertin' my jock
I am skilled in sexual activities and enjoy performing cunnilingus, inserting my penis


In that spot hotter than the hottest block
In that sensitive area that is even hotter than the most intense neighborhood


"Don't stop," response I got when I was knockin' it
She encouraged me to continue when I was thrusting


Clock's steady tickin', kinky finger lickin'
Time is passing quickly, engaging in arousing sexual acts


And can on, semen's at my tip when she moans
And suddenly, I am about to ejaculate when she moans


I gotta slow down before I cum soon
I have to pace myself before I reach orgasm quickly


And work that nigga like a slave owner
And pleasure my partner intensely like a slave owner would control their slave


When I dropped off my outfit she knew I wanted to bone her
When I delivered my clothing to be cleaned, she knew I desired to have sex with her


She foamin' at them lips, the ones between the hips
She is excited and eager for oral sex, referring to the vagina


Pubic hair's lookin' like some sour cream dip
Her pubic hair resembles the appearance of a dip made from sour cream


Without the nacho, my dick hit the spot though
Without any accompaniment, my penis provides pleasurable sensation


Pussy tighter than conditions of us black folks
Her vagina is tighter than the societal conditions black people face


We in the final stretch, the last part of sex
We are in the final phase of sexual activity


I bust a fat-ass nut, then I woke up next
I ejaculate heavily and then woke up beside her


Like, what the fuck is goin' on here? This bitch evaporated
I am confused about the situation as the woman has disappeared suddenly


Pussy and all just picked up and vacated
She took herself and her vagina away from the situation quickly


Now I'm frustrated, 'cause my dick was unprotected
Now I am angry because I had sex without using protection


And Doctor Wesley tellin' me I really got that shit (fuck)
And Doctor Wesley informs me that I have contracted a sexually transmitted infection


Now I don't wanna hit no woman, but this chick's got it comin'
Now I don't want to physically harm a woman, but this particular woman deserves consequences


Someone better get this bitch 'fore she gets kicked in the stomach
Someone should intervene before she gets physically hurt


And she's pregnant, but she's eggin' me on, beggin' me
And she is pregnant, but she is provoking and pleading with me


To throw her off the steps of this porch, my only weapon is force
To forcefully throw her off the steps of this porch, as it is my only means of defense


And I don't wanna resort to violence of any sort
And I don't want to turn to any form of physical aggression


But what's she shovin' me for? Doesn't she love me no more?
But why is she pushing me? Doesn't she love me anymore?


Wasn't she huggin' me four minutes ago at the door?
Wasn't she embracing me just four minutes ago when we were at the door?


Man, I'm this close to goin' toe-to-toe with this whore
Man, I am very close to engaging in a physical fight with this promiscuous woman


What would you do if she was tellin' you she wants a divorce?
What would you do if she was telling you that she wants to end your marriage?


She's havin' another baby in a month and it's yours
She is pregnant with your child, due in a month


And you found out it isn't, 'cause this bitch has been visitin'
And you discovered it isn't your child because this woman has been seeing


Someone else and suckin' his dick and
Another man and performing oral sex on him


Kissin' you on the lips when you get back to Michigan
Still pretending to love you by kissing you when you return to Michigan


Now the plot is thickenin' worse
Now the situation is becoming more complicated and troubling


'Cause you feel like you've been stickin' your fuckin' dick in a hearse
Because you feel like you have been engaging in risky and dangerous sexual encounters


So you're paranoid at every little cold that you get
So you are anxious about every minor illness you experience


Ever since they told you this shit, you've been holdin' your dick
Since they informed you about this situation, you have been cautious about your sexual activities


So you go to the clinic, sweatin' every minute you in it
So you visit the clinic, feeling anxious throughout the entire experience


Then the doctor comes out, lookin' like Dennis the Menace
Then the doctor appears, resembling the character Dennis the Menace


And it's obvious to everyone in the lobby it's AIDS
And it is clear to everyone in the waiting area that it's AIDS


He ain't even gotta call you in his office to say it
He doesn't even have to call you into his office to inform you


So you jet back home, 'cause you gon' get that ho
So you rush back home because you're going to confront that promiscuous woman


When you see her, you gon' bend her fuckin' neck back, yo
When you see her, you're going to forcefully grab her by the neck


'Cause you love her, you never would expect that blow
Because you love her, you never expected this betrayal


Obie told you the scoop, how could she stoop that low?
Obie informed you of the situation, how could she sink to such a low level?


Jesus, I don't believe this bitch works at the cleaner's
Jesus, I can't believe this woman works at the cleaners


Bringin' me home diseases, swingin' from Obie's penis
Bringing sexually transmitted infections to me, having sexual relations with Obie


She's so deceivin', shit, this ho's a genius, she G'd us
She is highly deceptive, this promiscuous woman is intelligent, she played us


I'm busy, yeah, fuck these bitches
I'm occupied, yes, disregard these women


Fuck 'em all
Ignore all of them


Get money, Shady Records (ha, woo)
Focus on making money, representing Shady Records


Obie Trice, Eminem, motherfucker
Acknowledgment of Obie Trice and Eminem


New millennium shit, yeah
Cutting-edge content for the new millennium


Turn this shit off, man, turn this shit the fuck
Stop playing this song, man, turn it off immediately




Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group, Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.
Written by: Denaun M Porter, Jeffrey Irwin Bass, Marshall B Mathers, Obie Trice

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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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