Get You Mad
Eminem Lyrics


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Yo
Mic check (my dick!)
Testing, one, two, fuck
(My dick)
My nuts

My attitude is worse than NWA's was
I'll battle you over stupid shit
And dis people who ain't have shit to do with it
Like Cool J does (My tattoo!)
You see me standin' outside of your buildin'
Screamin', "Puffy is good, but Slim Shady is for the children!" (Hey, wait!)
I look at my life in a new light, fuck it
Give me two mics, I write songs for me, fuck what you like
You'll probably hear me rap half-hearted
'Cause I don't like rap anyway
I'm just tryna get my porno career started (hell yeah)
Every place and event, "Been there, done that"
Shit, Dre stuck me in a suitcase when he went
Want a deal? Study these five chapters
Lesson one, throw demos as hard as you can at signed rappers
Lesson two, face 'em and dis 'em (what up dog?)
Don't give em a demo, kidnap 'em (I want you to come with me)
And make 'em come to your basement and listen (you're gonna fuckin' check this out)
Lesson three, get a job at a label, switch demos with Canibus
And put yours on the owner's table (here listen!)
Lesson four, know you heard this before
"Hey, let me get your number, I'll call you tomorrow, for sure!"
Don't act like a fan, you want to get signed?
Get the whitest A and R you can find
Pull him aside and rap as wack as you can
Lesson five, get a hook-up at Jive
Dress up like I.C.P. and have them come see you perform live
And that's the key, but when you see me on the street
I ain't givin' you shit bitch, don't even bother askin' me (get away from me)
Toilet water splashes me right in the ass when I'm spittin'
'Cause I'm always shittin' when I'm rappin' like Master P (uh)
Got a blow job from Paula Jones, and stuck it so far in her mouth
My balls broke both of her collarbones (ow!)
Told Mya this shit was all about me-ah (It's all about me)
Gave Alyssa Milano syphilis, mono and gonorrhea (You're a dick)
And all three of my main girls said see-ya
'Cause Brandy and Monica walked in and caught me fuckin' Aaliyah (what? Oh my God!)
I splish splash while I'm takin' a bath
Grab a handful of pills, break 'em in half, take 'em and laugh
White trash, fuckin' your wife in the ass ("Oh! Ooh Shady! Oooh!")
While you're out siphoning gas for your lawnmower to cut the grass

So if I hurt your self-esteem
And you get dissed too bad (Yo why you diss me?)
You know I just be sayin' that to get you mad
And when I rap about a buncha shit you wished you had (A big dick!)
You know I just be sayin' that to get you mad
"I can't listen to that song, that shit's too sad!"
You know I just be sayin' that to get you mad
"He'll never make it, his wrist is slit too bad!" (Nurse! Nurse!)
You know I just be sayin' that to get you mad

What a wonderful day, I should go outside and play
Ain't no need to sit inside the house and hibernate
Hi Renee! (Oh hi!) I was just about to toss a live grenade
In your driveway (what?) and drive away
Are you afraid of a blade made of a razor with AIDS
Blood drippin' from it, rippin' your stomach like a paper mache
You talk a lot of shit, but you was never ill though
I'm sick enough to beat you to death with a feather pillow
Tipped over some cows, just for a joke and a laugh
Jumped up, choked a giraffe, snapped his neck and broke it in half
Wagin' wars, went on stage and sprayed Cage with 'Agent Orange'
And wiped my ass with his page in Source (here!)
The demon is here, steamin' this year
I rip Mystikal's voice box out, scream in his ear
It's not a gimmick bitch, it's an image, I live it
Give a fuck? I don't know what a fuck is to give it
"Yeah I don't think this guy is well" I'm high as hell
I'll beat you with a live cat when I'm swinging him by his tail

I'll fuckin', I'll fuckin'
Lay your nuts on the dresser
Just your nut-sack by itself
And bang them shits with a spiked bat
Cut your neck off and sew your head right back
And leave you like that
You just triggered the prick who just mixed liquor
Who's itchin' to leave you disfigured and stiffer than Christopher
Reeves, I was teething with strep throat
While your mother was breastfeeding
And gave her the flesh-eating disease
I'm iller than takin' a hammer and beatin' your knees
And walkin' through South Central L.A., bleedin' in jeans (Am I a Blood or a Crip?)
Wakin' up the next day in breathin' machines
Flashin' back to being shot and repeatin' the scenes
On how you just got smoked, and if you do live
You'll be too scared to tell it, like a Biggie and 'Pac joke

So if I hurt your self-esteem and you get dissed too bad
You know I just be sayin' that to get you mad
And when I rap about a fat bitch that you wished you had
You know I just be sayin' that to get you mad
"I can't listen to that song, that shit's too sad"
You know I just be sayin' that to get you mad
"He'll never make it, his wrist is slit too bad"
You know I just be sayin' that to get you mad

I know that makes you real mad, don't it? (uh-huh)
That's right, Slim Shady (yup) Sway and Tech
Sprayin' wreck (bitch)
And we don't give a heck (uh-uh)




Or a damn, or a fuck, or a shit
(So suck my motherfuckin' dick)

Overall Meaning

Eminem's song "Get You Mad" is an aggressive and confrontational track that shows off the rapper's lyrical prowess and his ability to shock and provoke his listeners. The song is filled with vulgar and violent imagery, as Eminem raps about everything from sex acts to murder to self-harm. He encourages his listeners to embrace their own anger and frustration, and to use it as a tool to overcome their enemies.


The lyrics of "Get You Mad" are both challenging and thought-provoking, as Eminem uses his words to explore complex themes of power, identity, and social injustice. He takes aim at the music industry, criticizing the commercialization and commodification of rap music, and urging aspiring artists to stay true to their roots and their values. He also highlights the social and cultural pressures that often drive people to act out in destructive ways, and challenges his listeners to resist these negative influences and to create a better world for themselves and their communities.


Line by Line Meaning

Yo
Hey


Mic check (my dick!)
Testing the microphone (and making a crude joke)


Testing, one, two, fuck
Continuing to test the microphone, using profanity


(My dick)
(Continuation of the crude joke)


My nuts
Referring to his genitals


My attitude is worse than NWA's was
My behavior and outlook are even more extreme than the rap group NWA's


I'll battle you over stupid shit
I'll engage in a conflict with you over trivial matters


And dis people who ain't have shit to do with it
And insult people who are unrelated to the situation


Like Cool J does (My tattoo!)
Similar to how Cool J disses others, I do the same (mocking Cool J's behavior with a tattoo reference)


You see me standin' outside of your buildin'
You witness me standing outside your place


Screamin', "Puffy is good, but Slim Shady is for the children!" (Hey, wait!)
I yell, "Puffy is talented, but Eminem's music is more relatable to the youth!" (interrupting the statement with sarcasm)


I look at my life in a new light, fuck it
I reassess my life with a different perspective, not caring anymore


Give me two mics, I write songs for me, fuck what you like
I want two microphones, as I write songs for myself, not caring about your taste


You'll probably hear me rap half-hearted
You might notice me rapping with less enthusiasm


'Cause I don't like rap anyway
Because I don't actually enjoy rap music


I'm just tryna get my porno career started (hell yeah)
I just want to begin a career in pornography (sarcastic agreement)


Every place and event, "Been there, done that"
I have experienced all types of locations and occasions


Shit, Dre stuck me in a suitcase when he went
Dr. Dre placed me in a compromising situation when he left


Want a deal? Study these five chapters
If you want a record deal, learn and follow these five guidelines


Lesson one, throw demos as hard as you can at signed rappers
First, aggressively throw your demos at established rappers


Lesson two, face 'em and dis 'em (what up dog?)
Second, confront and insult them (casually greeting the rappers)


Don't give em a demo, kidnap 'em (I want you to come with me)
Instead of giving them a demo, abduct them (playing out a scenario)


And make 'em come to your basement and listen (you're gonna fuckin' check this out)
Force them to come to your basement and listen to your music (emphasizing the importance)


Lesson three, get a job at a label, switch demos with Canibus
Third, get employed at a music label and exchange your demos with Canibus'


And put yours on the owner's table (here listen!)
Then place your demo on the owner's table (urging them to listen)


Lesson four, know you heard this before
Fourth, be aware that you've heard this advice previously


"Hey, let me get your number, I'll call you tomorrow, for sure!"
"Hey, give me your contact information, I will definitely call you tomorrow!" (sarcasm)


Don't act like a fan, you want to get signed?
Don't behave like a typical fan, do you want to secure a record deal?


Get the whitest A and R you can find
Find the most Caucasian A and R representative


Pull him aside and rap as wack as you can
Separate him from others and perform with intentionally bad rapping skills


Lesson five, get a hook-up at Jive
Fifth, establish a connection at the Jive record label


Dress up like I.C.P. and have them come see you perform live
Disguise yourself as Insane Clown Posse and invite them to watch your live performance


And that's the key, but when you see me on the street
Following these steps is crucial, but if you encounter me in public


I ain't givin' you shit bitch, don't even bother askin' me (get away from me)
I won't give you anything, don't even try to ask me anything (aggressively shunning)


Toilet water splashes me right in the ass when I'm spittin'
When I'm rapping, toilet water sprays onto my buttocks


'Cause I'm always shittin' when I'm rappin' like Master P (uh)
Because I frequently defecate while rapping, similar to Master P


Got a blow job from Paula Jones, and stuck it so far in her mouth
I received oral sex from Paula Jones and penetrated her deeply


My balls broke both of her collarbones (ow!)
My testicles caused both of her collarbones to fracture


Told Mya this shit was all about me-ah (It's all about me)
I informed Mya that everything revolves around me


Gave Alyssa Milano syphilis, mono and gonorrhea
I infected Alyssa Milano with multiple sexually transmitted diseases


And all three of my main girls said see-ya
As a result, all three of my significant female partners left me


'Cause Brandy and Monica walked in and caught me fuckin' Aaliyah (what? Oh my God!)
That's because Brandy and Monica entered and witnessed me having sex with Aaliyah (expressing shock)


I splish splash while I'm takin' a bath
I play around in the water while bathing


Grab a handful of pills, break 'em in half, take 'em and laugh
I grab a bunch of pills, split them in half, consume them, and find it amusing


White trash, fuckin' your wife in the ass ("Oh! Ooh Shady! Oooh!")
I, a person of low socio-economic status, engage in anal intercourse with your wife (portraying a sexual act with exclamatory reactions)


While you're out siphoning gas for your lawnmower to cut the grass
Meanwhile, you're outside stealing gasoline to power your lawnmower and trim the grass


So if I hurt your self-esteem
Therefore, if I've damaged your confidence


And you get dissed too bad (Yo why you diss me?)
And you feel insulted (Why did you insult me?)


You know I just be sayin' that to get you mad
Understand that I say those things solely to provoke your anger


And when I rap about a buncha shit you wished you had (A big dick!)
Additionally, when I rap about things you desire (like a larger penis!)


You know I just be sayin' that to get you mad
Recognize that my intention is to infuriate you


"I can't listen to that song, that shit's too sad!"
"I cannot listen to that song, it is too depressing!"


You know I just be sayin' that to get you mad
Realize that I only say those things to upset you


"He'll never make it, his wrist is slit too bad!" (Nurse! Nurse!)
"He will never succeed, his wrist is severely injured!" (calling for medical attention)


You know I just be sayin' that to get you mad
Acknowledge that my goal is to make you angry


What a wonderful day, I should go outside and play
What a fantastic day, I should spend time outdoors having fun


Ain't no need to sit inside the house and hibernate
There is no reason to remain indoors and isolate oneself


Hi Renee! (Oh hi!) I was just about to toss a live grenade
Hello Renee! (casual greeting) I was about to throw an active explosive


In your driveway (what?) and drive away
Directly in your driveway (confusion) and swiftly depart


Are you afraid of a blade made of a razor with AIDS
Are you frightened by a blade crafted from a razor contaminated with the HIV virus


Blood drippin' from it, rippin' your stomach like a paper mache
Blood dripping as it tears through your stomach similar to a paper mache sculpture


You talk a lot of shit, but you was never ill though
You talk excessively, but you were never actually skilled


I'm sick enough to beat you to death with a feather pillow
I'm mentally disturbed to the point where I could fatally strike you with a soft pillow


Tipped over some cows, just for a joke and a laugh
I playfully tipped over some cows for amusement


Jumped up, choked a giraffe, snapped his neck and broke it in half
I swiftly leaped, strangled a giraffe, causing its neck to fracture and split in two


Wagin' wars, went on stage and sprayed Cage with 'Agent Orange'
Engaging in conflicts, I climbed onto the stage and sprayed Cage with a harmful chemical (symbolic act)


And wiped my ass with his page in Source (here!)
Then I used his page in Source magazine to clean myself after defecating (gesture of disrespect)


The demon is here, steamin' this year
The malicious force is present, intense and active this year


I rip Mystikal's voice box out, scream in his ear
I forcefully remove Mystikal's vocal cords and proceed to yell into his ear


It's not a gimmick bitch, it's an image, I live it
My behavior is not a trick, it's a representation of who I am, I embody it


Give a fuck? I don't know what a fuck is to give it
Do I care? I do not even understand the concept of caring


"Yeah I don't think this guy is well" I'm high as hell
"Yeah, I believe this individual is mentally unstable" (sarcastic response) I am under the influence of drugs


I'll beat you with a live cat when I'm swinging him by his tail
I will physically assault you using a live cat, gripping it by its tail and swinging it


Lay your nuts on the dresser
Place your testicles on the surface of a piece of furniture


Just your nut-sack by itself
Only your scrotum without the rest of your genitalia


And bang them shits with a spiked bat
Then repeatedly strike them with a baseball bat adorned with spikes


Cut your neck off and sew your head right back
Decapitate you and then skillfully reattach your head


And leave you like that
Leaving you in that condition


You just triggered the prick who just mixed liquor
You have just provoked the irritating person who recently consumed alcohol


Who's itchin' to leave you disfigured and stiffer than Christopher
Who is eager to severely deform you and make you more rigid than Christopher (referring to Christopher Reeve, paralyzed actor)


Reeves, I was teething with strep throat
Reeves, I was teething (developing teeth) while suffering from strep throat


While your mother was breastfeeding
At the same time that your mother was nursing you


And gave her the flesh-eating disease
And infected her with the flesh-eating disease


I'm iller than takin' a hammer and beatin' your knees
I'm more sickening than violently striking your knees with a hammer


And walkin' through South Central L.A., bleedin' in jeans (Am I a Blood or a Crip?)
And walking through South Central Los Angeles with bloodstained jeans (mocking gang affiliations)


Wakin' up the next day in breathin' machines
Waking up the following day connected to life-support machines


Flashin' back to being shot and repeatin' the scenes
Reliving memories of being shot and replaying those moments


On how you just got smoked, and if you do live
About how you were recently fatally wounded, and if you survive


You'll be too scared to tell it, like a Biggie and 'Pac joke
You'll be too afraid to share the experience, similar to making jokes about Biggie Smalls and Tupac Shakur (both deceased rappers)


I know that makes you real mad, don't it? (uh-huh)
I am aware that this greatly angers you, doesn't it? (affirming response)


That's right, Slim Shady (yup) Sway and Tech
Indeed, it's Slim Shady (confirming identity) with Sway and Tech


Sprayin' wreck (bitch)
Causing chaos (pejorative term)


And we don't give a heck (uh-uh)
And we don't care at all (no, we don't)


Or a damn, or a fuck, or a shit
Suggesting no care or interest whatsoever


(So suck my motherfuckin' dick)
(So perform fellatio on my genitals, you motherfucker)




Lyrics © Songtrust Ave, Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.
Written by: Marshall Mathers, Rod Sepand

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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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