Evil Deeds )
Eminem Lyrics


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Lord please forgive for what I do
For I know not what I've done

Father please forgive me for I know not what I do
I just never had the chance to ever meet You
Therefore I did not know that I would grow to be
My mother's evil seed and do these evil deeds
Mama had a baby and its head popped off
(Head popped off)
(Head popped off)
(Head popped off)
(Head popped off)
(Head popped off)
But mama don't want me the next thing I know I'm gettin' dropped off
(Getting dropped off)
(Getting dropped off)
(Getting dropped off)
(Getting dropped off)
Ring, ring, ring on the doorbell of the next door neighbors on their front porch
(Their front porch)
(Their front porch)
(Their front porch)
(Their front porch)
But they didn't want me neither so they left me on someone else's lawn
(Else's lawn)
(Else's lawn)
(Else's lawn)
Til' someone finally took me in my great aunt and uncle Edna and Charles
(Edna and Charles)
(Edna and Charles)
(Edna and Charles)
They were the ones who were left in charge
My elementary they'd gang up on me and sing this song
(Sing this song)
(Sing this song)
(Sing this song)
It went a little something like
Mary had a little lamb, little lamb, little lamb
Debbie had a Satan spawn Satan spawn
Mama why do they keep saying this I just don't understand understand
And by the way where's my dad?!

Father please forgive me for I know not what I do
I just never had the chance to ever meet you
Therefore I did not know that I would grow to be
My mother's evil seed and do these evil deeds

Predominately, predominately, everything's always predominately
Predominately-white, predominately-black, well what about me?
Where does that leave me?
Well I guess that I'm between predominately both of em'
I think if I hear that fuckin' word again I'm a scream
While I'm projectile vomiting
What do I look like a comedian to you?
Do you think that I'm kidding?
What do I look like some kinda idiot?
Wait a minute shit, don't answer that
Why am I so misunderstood?
Why do I go through so much bullshit
It's such bullshit it's tush mull, bish
Woe is me, there goes poor Marshall again
Whining about his millions
And his mansion and his sorrow he's always drowning in
And the dad that he never had,
And how his childhood was so bad
And how his mom was a dope addict
And his ex-wife how they go at it man
I'd hate to have it as bad as that Mr. Mathers
Claims he had it, I can't imagine it
That little rich poor white bastard
Needs to take some of that cash out of the bank
And take a bath in it
Man if I only had half of it,
Shit if you only knew the half of it?

Father please forgive me for I know not what I do
I just never had the chance to ever meet you
Therefore I did not know that I would grow to be
My mother's evil seed and do these evil deeds

Evil deeds, while I plant these evil seeds
Please release me from these demons I never
Had any of this shit planned Mom please believe
I don't wanna be Satan's spawn, never got the chance to say I'm sorry
Now look at all the pain I caused
Dear Santa-Clause why are you not coming this year again
What did I do that was so bad to deserve this?
Everything could have been So perfect but life ain't a fairy tale
I'm about to be hoisted up in the air
Forty feet below me there's people everywhere
I don't even know but who feel like they know me 'cause I'm in this Ferris wheel
And all I wanna do is go to the mall and take Hallie on the carousel
Without this crowd everywhere I go but life is like a merry-go-round
Here we go now do-si-do now curtains up the show must go on now
Ring-around-the-rosie the show's over you can all go home now
But the curtain just don't close for me
This ain't how fame was supposed to be
Where's the switch I can just turn off-and-on this ain't what I chose to be
So please God give me the strength
To have what it takes to carry on
'Til I pass 50 back the baton, the camera's on, my soul is gone

Father please forgive me for I know not what I do
I just never had the chance to ever meet you
Therefore I did not know that I would grow to be
My mother's evil seed and do these evil deeds

Father please forgive me for I know not what I do
I just never had the chance to ever meet you
Therefore I did not know that I would grow to be
My mother's evil seed and do these evil deeds

Oh!
Last one baby




Let's go
Detroit!

Overall Meaning

In Eminem's song "Evil Deeds," the rapper grapples with his disturbing upbringing and the trauma he's experienced as a result of it. The song starts with Eminem asking for forgiveness for his actions, acknowledging that he was born to a mother who he describes as having "evil seed." He then delves into the abuse he experienced as a child, with lyrics describing his head being "popped off" as a baby and being dropped off by his mother repeatedly until he was eventually taken in by his great aunt and uncle.


As the song continues, Eminem explores the bullying he faced in elementary school and the racial tensions he feels as a biracial person ("predominately-white, predominately-black, well what about me?"). He also addresses the scrutiny and criticism he's faced as a famous rapper, questioning why he's so misunderstood and lamenting the negative impact that fame has had on his life. The song ends with Eminem asking for God's strength to carry on through his struggles.


Line by Line Meaning

Lord please forgive for what I do
Father please forgive me for I know not what I do


For I know not what I've done
I just never had the chance to ever meet You, Therefore I did not know that I would grow to be My mother's evil seed and do these evil deeds


Mama had a baby and its head popped off
Mama had a baby and it didn't make it, which impacted me with feelings of rejection and abandonment


But mama don't want me the next thing I know I'm gettin' dropped off
My mother did not want me and left me at someone else's house


Ring, ring, ring on the doorbell of the next door neighbors on their front porch
I was left alone and abandoned and had to seek help from the neighbors


But they didn't want me neither so they left me on someone else's lawn
My situation of abandonment was so bad that not even the neighbors wanted to help


Til' someone finally took me in my great aunt and uncle Edna and Charles
I was taken in and cared for by my great aunt and uncle


My elementary they'd gang up on me and sing this song
I was bullied in elementary school and the bullies had a song they taunted me with


It went a little something like Mary had a little lamb, little lamb, little lamb Debbie had a Satan spawn Satan spawn Mama why do they keep saying this I just don't understand understand And by the way where's my dad?!
The song went Mary had a little lamb and Debbie had a Satan spawn which always made me wonder why they were saying those things about me and where my father was


Predominately, predominately, everything's always predominately Predominately-white, predominately-black, well what about me? Where does that leave me?
I feel left out and don't fit in anywhere because of the emphasis always put on race and the lack of acknowledgement for those who don't fit into either category


While I'm projectile vomiting What do I look like a comedian to you? Do you think that I'm kidding? What do I look like some kinda idiot? Wait a minute shit, don't answer that
I feel overwhelmed with the constant pressure to entertain and make people laugh, but it's not a joke and I'm not stupid


Why am I so misunderstood? Why do I go through so much bullshit It's such bullshit it's tush mull, bish Woe is me, there goes poor Marshall again
I feel like nobody understands me and my struggles, which causes me to go through a lot of unnecessary pain and suffering


Whining about his millions And his mansion and his sorrow he's always drowning in And the dad that he never had, And how his childhood was so bad And how his mom was a dope addict And his ex-wife how they go at it man I'd hate to have it as bad as that Mr. Mathers Claims he had it, I can't imagine it That little rich poor white bastard Needs to take some of that cash out of the bank And take a bath in it Man if I only had half of it, Shit if you only knew the half of it?
People assume that because I have money and fame, I don't have real problems, but they don't know the half of what I've been through with my family and past relationships


Evil deeds, while I plant these evil seeds Please release me from these demons I never Had any of this shit planned Mom please believe I don't wanna be Satan's spawn, never got the chance to say I'm sorry Now look at all the pain I caused
I struggle with the sinful behavior I have exhibited and beg for release from the demons possessing me. I never planned any of this and don't want to continue to cause harm to myself and others


Dear Santa-Clause why are you not coming this year again What did I do that was so bad to deserve this? Everything could have been So perfect but life ain't a fairy tale
I feel abandoned and let down by life, and wish things had turned out differently, but I'm starting to understand that life doesn't always go according to plan


I'm about to be hoisted up in the air Forty feet below me there's people everywhere I don't even know but who feel like they know me 'cause I'm in this Ferris wheel And all I wanna do is go to the mall and take Hallie on the carousel Without this crowd everywhere I go but life is like a merry-go-round
I feel trapped and overwhelmed by the fame and attention that comes with my success. I just want to live a normal life and do normal things with my daughter, but that's not possible anymore


Here we go now do-si-do now curtains up the show must go on now Ring-around-the-rosie the show's over you can all go home now But the curtain just don't close for me This ain't how fame was supposed to be Where's the switch I can just turn off-and-on this ain't what I chose to be
Even though the show is over and people are going home, my celebrity status never ends and I feel like I have no control over my life anymore. Fame is not what I anticipated it to be and I feel trapped


So please God give me the strength To have what it takes to carry on 'Til I pass 50 back the baton, the camera's on, my soul is gone
I pray for the strength to continue to handle the challenges that come with fame and to someday be able to pass on the baton to someone else before my soul is consumed by it


Oh! Last one baby Let's go Detroit!
This is the last verse of the song and a call to my hometown Detroit




Lyrics © Warner/Chappell Music, Inc., Universal Music Publishing Group, Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd., BMG Rights Management
Written by: Andre Young, Che Pope, Mark Batson, Marshall Mathers, Michael Elizondo

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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

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