My 1st Single
Eminem Lyrics


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Oh!
Yeah
So much for 1st single on this one

Shady's the label, Aftermath is the stable
That the horses come out of 'erp
Of course we're about to stir up
Some shit thick as Mrs. Butterworth's syrup
It's the Mr. Picked-On-Christopher-Reeves-Just-For-No-Reason
Other than to just tease him
'Cause he was his biggest (burp) fan
He used to be Superman
Now I'm pourin' liquor on the curb in his name for him
"Eminem you wait 'til we meet up again
Fucker I'm kicking your ass for everything you've ever said"
It goes one for the money two for the fuckin' show
Ready, get set, let's go
Here comes the buckin' bronco
Stompin' and stampedin' up the damn street like them buffalo
Soldiers I told ya
I'm about to blow so look out below, Geronimo
Motherfuckers it's dominoes
I'm on a roll, around and around I go
When will I stop? I don't know
Tryin' to pick up where the Eminem Show left off but I know
Anything's possible though I'm not gonna top what I sold
I'm at the top of my game that shit is not gonna change
Long as I got Dr. Dre on my team I'll get away
With murder, I'm like O-J
He's like my Cochran today
We keep them Mark Ferman tapes in a safe
Locked 'em away
Better watch what you say just when you thought you were safe
Them fuckers got you on tape
You swear to God you was playin'
Whether or not you was little Joshua Gosh
I wish I could of told you not to do the same
'Cause one day it could cost you your name

And this was supposed to be my first single
But I just fucked that off so
Fuck it let's all have fun, let's mingle
Slap a bitch and smack a ho
This was supposed to be my catchy little jingle
That you hear on your radio
But shit's about to hit the shingle
Oh oh oh oh oh oh no
Oh ah oh ah oh ah
Oh oh ah ah
Oh ah oh ah oh ah
Poo poo ka ka

Eri-eri-Erick swallowed some generic
Sleeping pills, and woke up in bed next to his best friend Derrick bare-naked
Jig-a-jig-ji-ji-Janeane just turned sixteen and used a fake I-D
To sneak in V-I-P to see are Kelly
Hee-hee-hee-hee
To be so young and naive
Oh what I wouldn't give to live so Kim and care free
Paris and Nicky's parents must be so tickled they cherish every picture
With their kids with hickeys all over their necks
Hicky-dickory Dirk Diggler look at me work wizardry
With these words, am I a jerk or just jerk chicken?
Or jerk, jerkin your chain
Twenty two jerks in a jerk circle
Or is it a circle jerk
Or wait a minute what am I saying?
Allow me to run it back and rewind it
Wait let me ask you again
Am I just jerkin' your chain?
Am I berserk or insane?
Or am I just one of them damn amateurs
Working the dang cameras
Filmin' one of them Paris Hilton homemade
Porno's who keeps tiltin' the lens at an angle
Jigga-ji-just recently somebody just discovered Britney and Justin
Video tapes of 'em fuckin'
When they was just Musketeers in the Mickey Mouse Club and dusted 'em
And went straight to The Source with 'em
'Cause they could have sworn someone said ni
And then tried to erase and record over it
But if you listen close enough to it
You can hear the ga-uh
And then it come to
Find out it was Justin
Sayin' "I'm gonna cum!"
And this was supposed to be

My first single
But I just fucked that off so
Fuck it let's all have fun, let's mingle
Slap a bitch and smack a ho
This was supposed to be my catchy little jingle
That you hear on your radio
But shit's about to hit the shingle
Oh oh oh oh oh oh no
Oh ah oh ah oh ah
Oh oh ah ah
Oh ah oh ah oh ah
Poo poo ka ka

Any opinions or somethin' you just wanna get off your chest
And address it about my lyrics
I'd love to hear it
All you gotta do is pick up the phone and just dial up this number
It's 1-800 I'm a dick sucker I love to suck a dick
And if someone picks up you can talk all the shit you want about me
Just type in your number back and follow it by the pound key
And I'll be sure to get back as soon as there comes a day
That I fall out with Dre
Wake up gay and make up with Ray
Hey! So fuck a chicken, lick a chicken, suck a chicken, beat a chicken
Eat a chicken like it's a big cock, big a big cock
Or suck a dick and lick a dick and eat a dick and stick a dick in your mouth
I'm done you can fuck off
Fucker, fuck off

And this was supposed to be my first single
But I just fucked that off so
Fuck it let's all have fun, let's mingle
Slap a bitch and smack a ho
This was supposed to be my catchy little jingle
That you hear on your radio
But shit's about to hit the shingle
Oh oh oh oh oh oh no
Oh ah oh ah oh ah
Oh oh ah ah




Oh ah oh ah oh ah
Poo poo ka ka

Overall Meaning

In Eminem's song "My 1st Single," he comments on his own fame and the controversies that he has been caught up in while asserting his own power and position in the music industry. The lyrics are verbose and witty, with a quick pace and a biting sense of humor. Eminem notes that he was supposed to release this song as his first single, but he "fucked that off," allowing him to embrace the anarchy in this song wholeheartedly.


Many of the lyrics revolve around sexual deviance and taboo subjects, such as Britney Spears and Justin Timberlake's sex tape, underage girls using fake IDs to get into clubs, and drinking and partying. However, even amidst these crude and provocative sentiments, Eminem shows a level of self-awareness and vulnerability, hinting at some possible regrets or doubts about his own public persona.


Ultimately, the song is a commentary on the expectations placed on artists in the music industry, and the pressure to produce hits and maintain a lifestyle of wild partying and rebellion.


Line by Line Meaning

Oh!
Starting off the song with an exclamation.


Yeah
Agreement or confirmation.


So much for 1st single on this one
Acknowledgment that this song isn't going to be his first single.


Shady's the label, Aftermath is the stable
Referring to his record label and production company.


That the horses come out of 'erp
Mistakenly saying "herp" instead of "herb" to refer to marijuana.


Of course we're about to stir up
Preparing the audience for some controversy.


Some shit thick as Mrs. Butterworth's syrup
Suggesting that his upcoming music will be controversial and contentious.


It's the Mr. Picked-On-Christopher-Reeves-Just-For-No-Reason
Referencing the criticism he received for mocking Christopher Reeve's disability.


Other than to just tease him
Implied that there was no true reason for mocking him.


'Cause he was his biggest (burp) fan
Implying that Eminem was actually a fan of Christopher Reeve, despite mocking him.


He used to be Superman
Referencing Reeve's portrayal of Superman in the movies.


Now I'm pourin' liquor on the curb in his name for him
Paying tribute to Christopher Reeve, who had passed away.


"Eminem you wait 'til we meet up again Fucker I'm kicking your ass for everything you've ever said"
Hypothetical confrontation where someone threatens to fight him for the things he's said in his music.


It goes one for the money two for the fuckin' show
Using a play on words from the popular children's rhyme.


Ready, get set, let's go
Starting the song with a sense of urgency.


Here comes the buckin' bronco
Metaphor for himself as a wild, untamed force.


Stompin' and stampedin' up the damn street like them buffalo
Describing himself with powerful animal imagery.


Soldiers I told ya I'm about to blow so look out below, Geronimo
Imagery of himself as a military commander giving orders to his soldiers.


Motherfuckers it's dominoes I'm on a roll, around and around I go When will I stop? I don't know
Continuous metaphor of himself rolling like a domino.


Tryin' to pick up where the Eminem Show left off but I know Anything's possible though I'm not gonna top what I sold
Acknowledgment of the difficulties of following up a successful album.


I'm at the top of my game that shit is not gonna change Long as I got Dr. Dre on my team I'll get away With murder, I'm like O-J He's like my Cochran today
Confidence in his own skill and likelihood of continued success with Dr. Dre.


We keep them Mark Ferman tapes in a safe Locked 'em away
Referring to the infamous LAPD detective who was involved in the O.J. Simpson trial.


Better watch what you say just when you thought you were safe Them fuckers got you on tape You swear to God you was playin'
Warning to be careful what you say or do, because there might be recordings of it.


Whether or not you was little Joshua Gosh I wish I could of told you not to do the same 'Cause one day it could cost you your name
Potential warning to a listener not to follow in his footsteps.


And this was supposed to be my first single But I just fucked that off so
Regret at not being able to release the song as his first single.


Fuck it let's all have fun, let's mingle Slap a bitch and smack a ho
Suggesting that everyone should have fun and not take things too seriously.


This was supposed to be my catchy little jingle That you hear on your radio But shit's about to hit the shingle
Acknowledgment that the song won't be a hit single.


Oh oh oh oh oh oh no Oh ah oh ah oh ah Oh oh ah ah Poo poo ka ka
Nonsense words, potentially meant to be humorous.


Eri-eri-Erick swallowed some generic Sleeping pills, and woke up in bed next to his best friend Derrick bare-naked
Storytelling lyrics.


Jig-a-jig-ji-ji-Janeane just turned sixteen and used a fake I-D To sneak in V-I-P to see are Kelly
More storytelling lyrics.


To be so young and naive Oh what I wouldn't give to live so Kim and care free Paris and Nicky's parents must be so tickled they cherish every picture With their kids with hickeys all over their necks
Comparing the innocence of young girls to those of wealthy heiresses.


Hicky-dickory Dirk Diggler look at me work wizardry With these words, am I a jerk or just jerk chicken?
Playing with words and puns.


Or jerk, jerkin your chain Twenty two jerks in a jerk circle Or is it a circle jerk
More word play and sexual innuendo.


Or wait a minute what am I saying? Allow me to run it back and rewind it Wait let me ask you again
Pausing to acknowledge the absurdity of what he just said.


Am I just jerkin' your chain? Am I berserk or insane? Or am I just one of them damn amateurs Working the dang cameras Filmin' one of them Paris Hilton homemade Porno's who keeps tiltin' the lens at an angle
Questioning his own sanity and motivations, while making more jokes about Paris Hilton.


Jigga-ji-just recently somebody just discovered Britney and Justin Video tapes of 'em fuckin'
More vulgar jokes about sex tapes.


When they was just Musketeers in the Mickey Mouse Club and dusted 'em And went straight to The Source with 'em
Playing on the idea of exploiting celebrities and their personal lives.


'Cause they could have sworn someone said ni And then tried to erase and record over it But if you listen close enough to it You can hear the ga-uh And then it come to Find out it was Justin Sayin' "I'm gonna cum!"
Recalling the infamous rumor about Justin Timberlake saying he was going to "cum" during a sex tape.


And this was supposed to be My first single
Returning back to the idea that this song was originally meant to be his first single.


Any opinions or somethin' you just wanna get off your chest And address it about my lyrics I'd love to hear it
Inviting criticism or discussion about his lyrics.


All you gotta do is pick up the phone and just dial up this number It's 1-800 I'm a dick sucker I love to suck a dick
More vulgar humor.


And if someone picks up you can talk all the shit you want about me Just type in your number back and follow it by the pound key And I'll be sure to get back as soon as there comes a day That I fall out with Dre Wake up gay and make up with Ray
Continuing the humor while inviting people to leave criticisms that he may or may not respond to.


Hey! So fuck a chicken, lick a chicken, suck a chicken, beat a chicken Eat a chicken like it's a big cock, big a big cock Or suck a dick and lick a dick and eat a dick and stick a dick in your mouth I'm done you can fuck off Fucker, fuck off
Closing the song with vulgar jokes and an aggressive attitude.




Lyrics © Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.
Written by: Luis Edgardo Resto, Marshall B Mathers

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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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