Get Low
Eminem Lyrics


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Yeah, yeah
Stat Quo (Stat Quo) Doc Dre (Doc Dre)
I represent the A-Town, A-Town
Ay, ay, ay, ay
I'm comin from the A-Town, A-Town
Ha ha, Shady Aftermath

Yeah, once again it's on
Young Statlanta live in this muh'fucker holmes
The hoes get naked soon as the song come on
The niggas get wreckless, it's off the chain here gone
It's poppin speakers knockin crowded off on the flo'
They jockin it, watchin when I walks through the do'
It's him, tell a friend but you already know
Act stupid or lose it, don't bother to fuck with Quo
I'm kind of different, he's not the usual
Sippin Cognac in between two beautiful
Bitches in the club, talk shit it's your funeral
I came to get a buzz and crunk, understand?
It's crowded, it's packed, it's jumpin - goddamn it's swole
I'm cooler than cool as my temperature's - 30 below
I'm checkin the scene if a new cut - droppin the low
Shakin they ass, backin it up - fast or slow (yeah!)

You know this thang don't stop 'til I say so
Now get low, get low, keep that ass on the flo'
You know this club don't close 'til I say so
Now get low, get low, keep that ass on the flo'
Yeah, now get low, get low, keep that ass on the flo'
Get low, get low, keep that ass on the flo'
Yeah, now get low,- get low, keep that ass on the flo'
Now get low, get low, keep that ass on the flo'

Yeah, it's goes three two one, shawty that's what's up
At the bar lookin sober but I'm high as fuck
And as far as all y'all who be actin tough
I'm in the spot with the Glock, please believe it's tucked (woo)
We ready, we sweaty, it's hot - it's off the chain
We mackin, excuse me miss, tell me what's your name
The way you move in them jeans make me happy you came
I'm tryin to get to know you, possibly get some brain
I may pick your brains, I'm the man of your dreams
You like me you wanna be wifey and join my team
So I can sport you and support you by any means
Nah, I ain't givin you none of my thangs
But we can leave the club tonight, hit the telly and fuck
Long as you know when I bust - I'm in the dust
Ain't no chillin, it ain't nothin for us to discuss
Except what time your ride pickin you up (yeah!)

You know this thang don't stop 'til I say so
Now get low, get low, keep that ass on the flo'
You know this club don't close 'til I say so
Now get low, get low, keep that ass on the flo'
Yeah, now get low - get low, keep that ass on the flo'
Get low, get low, keep that ass on the flo'
Yeah, now get low - get low, keep that ass on the flo'
Now get low - get low, keep that ass on the flo'

Yeah, yeah
Turn that ass around, go on and do somethin
Do somethin girl, touch the ground (yeah!)
Turn that ass around, go on and do somethin (c'mon)
Do somethin girl, touch the ground (okay!)
Now drop it drop it drop it - get low, yeah (yea)
Drop it drop it drop it, get low, yeah (yeah!)
Drop it drop it drop it, get low, yeah (c'mon)
Drop it drop it drop it, get low, yeah (yeah!)
Re-Up style




It's "The Re-Up!"
This is (an exclusive remix)

Overall Meaning

The lyrics to Eminem's song "Get Low" revolve around the party culture that exists in Atlanta, Georgia. Young Statlanta is the singer and narrator of the song, who represents the A-Town, and the song begins with him introducing himself. The song sets up a scene of a crowded nightclub where the women lose their inhibitions and get naked as soon as the song starts playing. The men become wild and reckless, and the situation soon goes out of control with people falling over each other, and the singers blaring out the music.


The party scene is wild and unstoppable, and Young Statlanta is in the middle of it all, drinking cognac, and surrounded by beautiful women. He describes himself as "cooler than cool," with a temperature of 30 degrees below zero, and he takes in the scene before him, checking out the new cuts and the people shaking their ass to the beat of the music. He then goes on to talk about meeting a girl in the club and trying to impress her with his charm and wit, but he makes it clear that he's not looking for anything serious.


The song ends with a repetitive chorus, asking people to get low and keep their ass on the floor. The lyrics are a classic representation of a hip-hop party culture, where the lyrics are all about drinking, partying, and having a wild time. However, Eminem's rapping style is unique, and the way he delivers the lyrics adds a new dimension to the song, making the listener feel like they're in the middle of the party.


Line by Line Meaning

Yeah, yeah
Introduction to the song


I represent the A-Town, A-Town
I'm representing Atlanta, the place where I come from


I'm comin from the A-Town, A-Town
I'm from Atlanta


The hoes get naked soon as the song come on
Women start taking off their clothes as soon as the song starts playing


The niggas get wreckless, it's off the chain here gone
Men go wild and crazy, the atmosphere is exciting and intense


It's poppin speakers knockin crowded off on the flo'
The loud music makes everything vibrate, people are dancing and having fun


They jockin it, watchin when I walks through the do'
People are checking me out when I walk in the room


It's him, tell a friend but you already know
People already know who I am


Act stupid or lose it, don't bother to fuck with Quo
If you act foolish, you'll lose, so don't mess with me


I'm kind of different, he's not the usual
I'm unique and not ordinary


Sippin Cognac in between two beautiful
I'm drinking Cognac while being surrounded by two attractive women


Bitches in the club, talk shit it's your funeral
Women in the club can talk trash, but that will lead to their downfall


I came to get a buzz and crunk, understand?
I came to get intoxicated and have fun


It's crowded, it's packed, it's jumpin - goddamn it's swole
The club is packed, everyone is having fun, and it's an amazing experience


I'm cooler than cool as my temperature's - 30 below
I'm so cool that my body temperature is below freezing point


I'm checkin the scene if a new cut - droppin the low
I'm observing the scene and looking at new people while dancing


Shakin they ass, backin it up - fast or slow (yeah!)
People are dancing by shaking their body and moving to the beat


Now get low, get low, keep that ass on the flo'
I want people to get down and dance on the floor


Yeah, it's goes three two one, shawty that's what's up
The countdown starts, and that's exciting


At the bar lookin sober but I'm high as fuck
I may look sober, but I'm extremely intoxicated


And as far as all y'all who be actin tough
As for those imitating being tough


I'm in the spot with the Glock, please believe it's tucked (woo)
I'm in the place, and I'm armed with a Glock


We ready, we sweaty, it's hot - it's off the chain
We are ready to have fun, and it's hot and intense


The way you move in them jeans make me happy you came
I'm happy that you are here, and the way you dance is amazing


I'm tryin to get to know you, possibly get some brain
I'm interested in you, and I want to get to know you better


I may pick your brains, I'm the man of your dreams
I may ask you some questions, and I'm the right guy for you


You like me you wanna be wifey and join my team
You like me and want to join my inner circle


So I can sport you and support you by any means
I'll take care of you and provide any support you need


Now drop it drop it drop it - get low, yeah
It's time to start dancing and get low


Re-Up style
Reference to D12's hip hop group


It's "The Re-Up!"
The song is part of D12's album called Re-Up


This is (an exclusive remix)
This is a version of the song not available anywhere else




Lyrics © BMG Rights Management, Universal Music Publishing Group, Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Written by: Todd Moore, Mike Elizondo, Stanley Bernard Benton, Dawaun Parker, Andre Romell Young

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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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