Fuck You
Eminem Lyrics


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[Ja Rule]
Yo

[01]
Yooo.. uh

[Ja Rule]
Rule nigga
Ja Rule.. 01

[01]
Uh

[Ja Rule] (01)
Yeah
It's our world.. please believe
Niggas ain't real.. please believe
It's murda.. please believe
I-N-C.. niggas what's fuckin with me?
R-U-L-E.. love me or hate me.. baby
Refer to 3:36.. baby
That's the rule.. please niggas don't get it confused
See this game that we playin'.. ya'll playin' to lose
Who's next that wanna ride.. (who?)
Spittin.. (who?).. how I do niggas.. (who?)..
knowin they wanna ride (who?)
Rule baby.. I've been really outta control lately
If you relatin' let me hear ya say.. yay-yaay.. yay-yaay
Ya'll feelin' my pain?.. I've been runnin' wild time and again
Ya'll swerve in my lane.. I'll pull up and start poppin' ya brain
Fuck knowin' these broads names.. it's [ ] the champagne
Ya'll niggas is lame.. my niggas ain't sane..
Who you fuckin' with?

[Ja Rule] (01)
Ya'll niggas wanna dead.. (who?)..
Then wanna ride.. (who?)
Ya'll know the niggas that be steady screamin'.. (Fuck you!)

[Vita]
It's murda murda.. you know it's murda murda
We scream it.. we yell it.. we livin' murda murda murda

[Ja Rule] (01)
Ya'll ain't feelin.. (who?)
Ya'll don't like.. (who?)
Ya'll know the niggas that be steady screamin'.. (Fuck you!)

[Vita]
It's murda murda.. you know it's murda murda
We live it.. we breathe it.. we screamin' murda murda murda

[Ja Rule]
Murder INC. is my blood..
We go through the pain together.. by any means
Poppin it hot at whoever.. or so it seems
Niggas that getting hot.. not this hot nigga very hot
See it in your eyes.. niggas ready to die
But as long as I'm alive.. I'm puttin' this on my life
For niggas that ain't right.. they get it upon sight
If ya know me.. then you'll no way.. pop away
Cock and pop again.. baby.. men will be men
I spit off 10.. fuck it give 'em the 16
Like my guns dirty and hands clean..
Loose bitches in tight jeans
Old money and crack fiends.. was a fetish..
Before Guliani got into office and deaded shit
Fuck it.. I'm livin' my life on the edge
Got one in the head.. plus a niggas Fed.. 'nuff said
I'm gonna behead niggas that don't believe this
Rule baby.. 3:36

[Ja Rule] (01)
Ya'll niggas wanna dead.. (who?)
Then wanna ride.. (who?)
Ya'll know the niggas that be steady screamin'.. (Fuck you!)

[Vita]
It's murda murda.. you know it's murda murda
We scream it.. we yell it.. we livin' murda murda murda

[Ja Rule] (01)
Ya'll ain't feelin.. (who?)
Ya'll don't like.. (who?)
Ya'll know the niggas that be steady screamin'.. (Fuck you!)

[Vita]
It's murda murda.. you know it's murda murda
We live it.. we breathe it.. we screamin' murda murda murda

[01] (Ja Rule)
We are the world's most dangerous.. niggas alive
All of my niggas bang with us.. and let's ride
Muthafuckas will ball but not many survive
Cause 50 shots.. tearin' through the side of ya ride
Cause we are.. (MURDERERS)
Muthafucka you heard.. playa.. (MURDERERS)
Poppin collars in air
Poppin' shots through ya rearview
Bullets, they tear through
Got niggas wonderin' like.. "What the fuck did I do?"
So niggas wanna go and get they man cause they can't do this shit
Because they ain't got no heart for this.. bust a gun and body shit
Niggas like you probably snitch.. do a nigga then get rich
Niggas like you always fit.. 6 feet deep inside a ditch
There ain't nothin' fuckin' with this.. ya know why?
Nigga I just came into the game.. "Ready to Die"
Ready to hold heat.. drive-by with Rule
Poppin shots through the sun roof screamin' "Fuck You!"

[Ja Rule] (01)
Ya'll niggas wanna dead.. (who?)
Then wanna ride.. (who?)
Ya'll know the niggas that be steady screamin'.. (Fuck you!)

[Vita]
It's murda murda.. you know it's murda murda
We scream it.. we yell it.. we livin' murda murda murda

[Ja Rule] (01)
Ya'll ain't feelin.. (who?)
Ya'll don't like.. (who?)
Ya'll know the niggas that be steady screamin'.. (Fuck you!)

[Vita]
It's murda murda.. you know it's murda murda
We live it.. we breathe it.. we screamin' murda murda murda

[Ja Rule] (01)
Ya'll niggas wanna dead.. (who?)..
Then wanna ride.. (who?)
Ya'll know the niggas that be steady screamin'.. (Fuck you!)

[Vita]
It's murda murda.. you know it's murda murda
We scream it.. we yell it.. we livin' murda murda murda

[Ja Rule] (01)
Ya'll ain't feelin.. (who?)
Ya'll don't like.. (who?)

Overall Meaning

The lyrics to Eminem's song "Fuck You" feature verses from Ja Rule and Vita. The overall theme of the song is the assertion of dominance and power in the rap game. Ja Rule starts off the song by asserting that his crew, Murder INC, is the real deal and that anyone who disbelieves it is in for a rude awakening. He brags about how he is out of control and that anyone who tries to get in his way is in for trouble. Vita continues in a similar vein, saying that they live and breathe "Murda" and that no one can deny them.


Eminem's verse continues in this vein, with him asserting that he and his crew are the "world's most dangerous niggas alive." He talks about how they will pop off "50 shots" without remorse and that they are "MURDERERS." The song as a whole is a classic example of the kind of posturing that often characterizes rap music, with each rapper trying to prove themselves as the most dominant and powerful of them all.


Line by Line Meaning

Yeah / It's our world.. please believe
Ja Rule is claiming that he and his crew are in control and that the world belongs to them


Niggas ain't real.. please believe
Ja Rule believes that other rappers are fake


It's murda.. please believe
Ja Rule and his crew are murderers and they want their listeners to know that


I-N-C.. niggas what's fuckin with me?
Ja Rule is asking who dares to challenge them


R-U-L-E.. love me or hate me.. baby
Ja Rule wants the audience to either love him or hate him but they cannot ignore him


Refer to 3:36.. baby / That's the rule.. please niggas don't get it confused
Ja Rule is pointing to a specific time in one of his songs and is stating that it is 'The Rule', meaning that it will always be the way they do things


See this game that we playin'.. ya'll playin' to lose
Ja Rule sees the rap game as a competition and warns other rappers that they will lose against him


Who's next that wanna ride.. (who?) / Spittin.. (who?).. how I do niggas.. (who?).. knowin they wanna ride (who?)
Ja Rule taunts other rappers asking who wants to challenge him and how they would react to when he does


Rule baby.. I've been really outta control lately
Ja Rule is admitting to being reckless and wild recently


If you relatin' let me hear ya say.. yay-yaay.. yay-yaay / Ya'll feelin' my pain?.. I've been runnin' wild time and again / Ya'll swerve in my lane.. I'll pull up and start poppin' ya brain
Ja Rule is asking his listeners if they can relate to his pain and understands that he has been out of control and will attack anyone who gets in his way


Fuck knowin' these broads names.. it's [ ] the champagne / Ya'll niggas is lame.. my niggas ain't sane..
Ja Rule is not interested in getting to know women, is drinking expensive champagne, and believes that other men are lame while his crew is different and crazy


Who you fuckin' with? / Ya'll niggas wanna dead.. (who?).. / Then wanna ride.. (who?)
Ja Rule challenges others to see who will face him in a fight, and warns his enemies that they will get killed and then wants to see who remains to challenge him


Ya'll know the niggas that be steady screamin'.. (Fuck you!)
Ja Rule is aware of his haters, and is saying that he does not care about their opinions


It's murda murda.. you know it's murda murda / We scream it.. we yell it.. we livin' murda murda murda / Ya'll ain't feelin.. (who?) / Ya'll don't like.. (who?) / We live it.. we breathe it.. we screamin' murda murda murda
Vita is stating that she and her crew are killers and they are proud of it and that listeners should either support them or stay away from them


Murder INC. is my blood.. / We go through the pain together.. by any means / Poppin it hot at whoever.. or so it seems
Vita sees Murder INC. as a family, and they will attack whoever challenges them


Niggas that getting hot.. not this hot nigga very hot / See it in your eyes.. niggas ready to die / But as long as I'm alive.. I'm puttin' this on my life
Vita is daring other people to challenge her, and while others may be afraid and want to back down, she is willing to defend herself with her life because she knows she can survive


For niggas that ain't right.. they get it upon sight / If ya know me.. then you'll no way.. pop away / Cock and pop again.. baby.. men will be men / I spit off 10.. fuck it give 'em the 16 / Like my guns dirty and hands clean..
Vita is saying that she will attack her opponents as soon as she sees them, and knows how to handle her guns even if they are dirty after use


Loose bitches in tight jeans / Old money and crack fiends.. was a fetish.. / Before Guliani got into office and deaded shit / Fuck it.. I'm livin' my life on the edge
Vita used to be attracted to prostitutes and drug addicts, which was seen as strange by society, and will continue to live the way she wants despite political changes


Got one in the head.. plus a niggas Fed.. 'nuff said / I'm gonna behead niggas that don't believe this
Vita has a gun ready and is willing to kill her enemies, and is also being watched by the police


We are the world's most dangerous.. niggas alive / All of my niggas bang with us.. and let's ride / Muthafuckas will ball but not many survive / Cause 50 shots.. tearin' through the side of ya ride
Ja Rule believes that he and his crew are the most dangerous people and challenge other people to attack them while warning that those who try will likely die from their gunfire


Cause we are.. (MURDERERS) / Muthafucka you heard.. playa.. (MURDERERS)
Ja Rule repeats that he and his crew are killers


Poppin collars in air / Poppin' shots through ya rearview / Bullets, they tear through / Got niggas wonderin' like.. "What the fuck did I do?"
Ja Rule and his crew are driving in their car, looking for their opponents and taunting them by shooting their cars. They want to confuse the enemy and make them regret challenging them


So niggas wanna go and get they man cause they can't do this shit / Because they ain't got no heart for this.. bust a gun and body shit / Niggas like you probably snitch.. do a nigga then get rich / Niggas like you always fit.. 6 feet deep inside a ditch
Ja Rule is taunting people who are afraid to confront them, calling them cowards and accusing them of snitching when they get caught. Those who don't confront them will end up dead in a ditch


There ain't nothin' fuckin' with this.. ya know why? / Nigga I just came into the game.. "Ready to Die" / Ready to hold heat.. drive-by with Rule / Poppin shots through the sun roof screamin' "Fuck You!"
Ja Rule believes that he is the best rapper out there, and people should know that he is not afraid to fight and kill. He will drive by his opponents and shoot them while screaming an insult




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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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