If I Had
Eminem Lyrics


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Life
By Marshall Mathers
What is life?
Life is like a big obstacle
In front of your optical to slow you down
And every time you think you've gotten past it
It's gonna come back around and tackle you to the damn ground
What are friends?
Friends are people that you think are your friends
But they really your enemies, with secret identities
And disguises, to hide they true colors
So just when you think you close enough to be brothers
They wanna come back and cut your throat when you ain't lookin'
What is money?
Money is what makes a man act funny
Money is the root of all evil
Money'll make them same friends come back around
Swearing that they was always down
What is life?
I'm tired of life

I'm tired of backstabbing ass snakes with friendly grins
I'm tired of committing so many sins
Tired of always giving in when this bottle of Henny wins
Tired of never having any ends
Tired of having skinny friends hooked on crack and many things
I'm tired of this DJ playing your shit when he spins
Tired of not having a deal
Tired of having to deal with the bullshit without grabbing the steel
Tired of drowning in my sorrow
Tired of having to borrow a dollar for gas to start my Monte Carlo
I'm tired of motherfuckers spraying shit and dartin' off
I'm tired of jobs startin' off at five fifty an hour
Then this boss wonders why I'm smartin' off
Tired of being fired every time I fart and cough
Tired of having to work as a gas station clerk
For this jerk breathing down my neck driving me berserk
I'm tired of using plastic silverware
Tired of working in Builder's Square
Tired of not being a millionaire

But if I had a million dollars
I'd buy a damn brewery, and turn the planet into alcoholics
If I had a magic wand
I'd make the world suck my dick without a condom on
While I'm on the john
If I had a million bucks
It wouldn't be enough
'Cause I'd still be out robbing armored trucks
If I had one wish
I would ask for a big enough ass for the whole world to kiss

I'm tired of being white trash, broke and always poor
Tired of taking pop bottles back to the party store
Tired of not having a phone
Tired of not having a home
To have one in if I did have one on
Tired of not driving a BM
Tired of not working at GM, tired of wanting to be him
Tired of not sleeping without a Tylenol PM
Tired of not performing in a packed coliseum
Tired of not being on tour
Tired of fucking the same blonde whore
After work in the back of a Contour
I'm tired of faking knots with a stack of ones
Having a lack of funds and resorting back to guns
Tired of being stared at
Tired of wearing the same damn Nike Air hat
Tired of stepping in clubs wearing the same pair of Lugz
Tired of people sayin' they're tired of hearing me rap about drugs
Tired of other rappers who ain't bringin' half the skill as me
Sayin' they wasn't feeling me on "Nobody's As Ill As Me"
And I'm tired of radio stations telling fibs
Tired of JLB sayin' "Where Hip-Hop Lives"

But if I had a million dollars
I'd buy a damn brewery, and turn the planet into alcoholics
If I had a magic wand
I'd make the world suck my dick without a condom on
While I'm on the john
If I had a million bucks
It wouldn't be enough
'Cause I'd still be out robbing armored trucks
If I had one wish
I would ask for a big enough ass for the whole world to kiss

You know what I'm sayin'?
I'm tired of all of this bullshit
Telling me to be positive
How am I 'posed to be positive when I don't see shit positive?
You know what I'm sayin'?
I rap about shit around me, shit I see
You know what I'm sayin'?
Right now, I'm tired of everything
Tired of all this player hatin' that's going on in my own city
Can't get no airplay, you know what I'm sayin'?
But ayy, it's cool though, you know what I'm sayin'?




Just fed up
That's my word

Overall Meaning

The lyrics of "If I Had" by Eminem are a powerful and emotional expression of frustration with life and the obstacles that come with it. The first verse questions the meaning of life, painting it as an obstacle that seeks to slow a person down, with every perceived victory only leading to more obstacles. The second verse talks about friends, who can be deceptive, claiming to be brothers and allies but who repeatedly betray a person. The third verse talks about money, which can turn friends into enemies or make them take advantage of a person's good nature. Throughout the song, the emotion builds and builds, building to a climax where Eminem expresses his frustration and exhaustion.


Ultimately, the song is a reflection of the struggles that Eminem has faced in his life, coming from a background of poverty and drug addiction. The song expresses the hopelessness and despair that can come with such a background, but it also expresses the hope that can be found in the power of music itself as a tool for self-expression and healing.


Line by Line Meaning

Life is like a big obstacle
Life presents challenges and difficulties that can be hard to overcome.


In front of your optical to slow you down
These obstacles can block your vision and slow your progress.


And every time you think you've gotten past it
Just when you think you've overcome a challenge,


It's gonna come back around and tackle you to the damn ground
it can come back and knock you down again.


Friends are people that you think are your friends
Friends can deceive you


But they really your enemies, with secret identities
and have hidden motives that can cause harm.


And disguises, to hide they true colors
They hide their true nature behind false facades.


So just when you think you close enough to be brothers
When you feel you are close like family,


They wanna come back and cut your throat when you ain't lookin'
they may betray you when you least suspect it.


Money is what makes a man act funny
Money has the power to change people.


Money is the root of all evil
It can lead to greed and corruption.


Money'll make them same friends come back around
Money can make old friends reappear.


Swearing that they was always down
And claim they supported you all along.


I'm tired of backstabbing ass snakes with friendly grins
The singer is frustrated with people who pretend to be friends but are really enemies.


Tired of committing so many sins
The singer is exhausted from behaving badly.


Tired of always giving in when this bottle of Henny wins
The artist is tired of losing self-control to alcohol.


Tired of never having any ends
The artist is tired of being broke.


Tired of having skinny friends hooked on crack and many things
The singer is frustrated with the drug addiction of some of his friends.


I'm tired of motherfuckers spraying shit and dartin' off
The singer is tired of being the target of others' negative behavior.


Tired of jobs startin' off at five fifty an hour
The artist is frustrated with low-paying jobs.


Then this boss wonders why I'm smartin' off
And he feels justified in arguing with his boss.


Tired of being fired every time I fart and cough
He is tired of losing jobs for minor reasons.


Tired of having to work as a gas station clerk
He is dissatisfied with his current job.


For this jerk breathing down my neck driving me berserk
The artist is annoyed with his boss.


I'm tired of using plastic silverware
He is tired of feeling poor.


Tired of working in Builder's Square
He is tired of working in low-paying jobs.


Tired of not being a millionaire
He is tired of being poor and dissatisfied with his life.


But if I had a million dollars
Despite his dissatisfaction, he dreams of a better life.


I'd buy a damn brewery, and turn the planet into alcoholics
If he had money, he would indulge his desire to drink.


If I had a magic wand
If he could do anything, he would have complete control.


I'd make the world suck my dick without a condom on
He wishes to have power and control over others.


While I'm on the john
He imagines himself as someone important and powerful.


It wouldn't be enough
Even with money, he would still feel unfulfilled.


'Cause I'd still be out robbing armored trucks
He can't escape his desire for more money and luxury.


If I had one wish
He is dissatisfied with his life.


I would ask for a big enough ass for the whole world to kiss
He imagines having great power and being a dominant figure.


Telling me to be positive
People encourage him to think positively.


How am I 'posed to be positive when I don't see shit positive
But he can't find anything positive in his life.


You know what I'm sayin'?
He speaks in familiar slang to connect with his audience.


I rap about shit around me, shit I see
He raps about his own experiences and struggles.


Tired of all this player hatin' that's going on in my own city
He is frustrated with the lack of support from those around him.


Can't get no airplay
He can't get his music played on the radio.


But ayy, it's cool though, you know what I'm sayin'?
Despite these difficulties, he tries to remain positive.


Just fed up
He is exasperated with his life and the world around him.




Lyrics © O/B/O APRA AMCOS
Written by: Jeff Bass, Mark Bass, Marshall Mathers

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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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