Nail in the Coffin
Eminem Lyrics


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This motherfucker, man, just won't shut up, will you?
Talkin' about I owe him
Bitch, you owe me
I'm promotin' you right now
Yo, let's put the nail in his coffin

I don't wanna be like this
I don't really wanna hurt no feelings
But I'm only being real when I say
Nobody wants to hear their grandfather rap (nope)
And old men have heart attacks
And I don't wanna be responsible for that
So put the mic down and walk away
You can still have a little bit of dignity

I would never claim to be no Ray Benzino
An 83 year old fake Pacino
So how can he hold me over some balcony
Without throwin' his lower back out as soon as he goes to lift me? (Ugh)
Please don't, you'll probably fall with me
And our asses'll both be history
But then again, you'd finally get your wish
'Cause you'll be all over the street like 50 Cent
You fuckin' punk pussy, fuck you, chump
Give me a one-on-one, see if I don't fuck you up
Tried to jump the Ruff Ryders and they cut you up
And you put Jada on a track, that's how much you suck
Dick in the industry, swear that you in the streets hustlin'
You sit behind a fuckin' desk at The Source butt-kissin'
And beggin' motherfuckers for guest appearances
And you can't even get the clearances
'Cause real lyricists don't even respect you or take you serious
It's not that we don't like you, we hate you, period
Talk about a mid-life crisis, damn
Last week you was shakin' Obie Trice's hand
Now he's a busta? What the fuck's with that?
Get on a track dissin' us, kissin' 50's ass
And askin' me what I know about indictments, bite me
Bitch, I got two cases, and probation, fight me
What do I know about standin' in front of a judge like a man
Ready to take whatever sentence he hands?
What you know about your wife slicin' her wrists
Right in front of the only thing that you have in this world, a little girl?
And I put that on her, when this is all over
I would never try to make her a star and eat off her
I don't know shit about no choppin' rocks
But what you know about Hip Hop Shops rockin' spots?
When you're the only white boy up in that bitch just rippin'
Pressin' up your own fliers and your stickers, stickin'
Them bitches up after spendin' six hours at Kinkos
Just makin' copies of your covers of cassette singles
To sell 'em out the trunk of your Tracer
Spendin' your whole paychecks at Disc Makers
What you know about being bullied over half your life?
Oh, that's right, you should know what that's like, you're half white
Vanilla Ice, spill the beans and rice
I'm eatin' you alive inside, Jesus Christ
If you're that much of a gangster, put the mic down
You should be out killin' motherfuckers right now
Kill a motherfucker dead, kill 'em dead, bitch
Shoot'em in the fuckin' head, go ahead, bitch
Slap my mom, slap the fuck out of her
She can't sue you, she wouldn't get a buck out of you
'Cause you're broke as fuck, you suck, you're a fuckin' joke
If you was really sellin' coke, well, then what the fuck
You stop for, dummy? If you slew some crack
You'd make a lot more money than you do from rap
You'll never have no security, you'll never be famous
You'll never now what it's like to be rich, life's a bitch ain't it?
Raymond? Here, let me break this shit down in layman's terms for you
Just to make sure that you can understand us
And Canibus ain't usin' too many complicated fuckin' words for you
Here, and let me slow it down for you
So you can understand if I say it slower
Let it go, dawg, it's over

I don't wanna be like this
I don't really wanna hurt no feelings
But I'm only being real when I say
Nobody wants to hear their grandfather rap (uh-uh)
And old men have heart attacks
And I don't wanna be responsible for that
So put the mic down and walk away
You can still have a little bit of dignity

Haha
Talkin' 'bout I have motherfuckers callin' your crib
Bitch, you ain't even got a fuckin' crib
You ain't even got a fuckin' phone, fuckin' bum
Threatenin' to shut me down at your lil' fuckin' Source magazine
If I come back on you and attack you
Bitch, you attacked me first
Take it like a man, and shut the fuck up
And fuck your little magazine too
I don't need your little fuckin' magazine
I got XXL's number anyways
And y'all can't stand it 'cause they're gettin' bigger than y'all
Oh, and by the way
How'd I look on the VMAs?
When you was watchin' me from whatever fuckin' TV you was watchin' me from
In Boston
The mean streets of Boston
Fuckin' sissy
And you got us scared up in here, motherfucker
Suck our motherfuckin' dicks
Oh, and for those that don't know




Don't get it twisted, y'all
The Source has a white owner

Overall Meaning

The lyrics of Eminem's "Nail in the Coffin" are directed towards a fellow rapper, Ray Benzino, who was the co-owner of "The Source" magazine. The song is a response to Benzino's diss track towards Eminem, where Benzino accused Eminem of appropriating black culture, being disrespectful towards women and using his white privilege to succeed in the hip-hop industry. In response, Eminem accuses Benzino of being a fake gangsta who sits behind a desk at The Source and begs for guest appearances. Eminem also plays on Benzino's age and makes fun of his lack of success in the music industry.


Eminem expresses that he doesn't want to hurt anyone's feelings but has to be real and speak his mind. He says he doesn't want to be responsible for an old man having a heart attack while trying to rap, referencing Benzino's age. Eminem urges Benzino to put the mic down and walk away with a little bit of dignity. He mocks Benzino's previous attempt to diss Ruff Ryders and the fact that he had to collaborate with Jada Kiss to stay relevant in the music industry.


The song became famous for its harsh criticism and witty wordplay. It helped Eminem gain recognition as a skilled rapper and cemented his position in the hip-hop industry. It also ignited a feud that lasted until 2018 when Benzino apologized to Eminem.


Line by Line Meaning

This motherfucker, man, just won't shut up, will you?
This person continues to speak incessantly and refuses to remain silent.


Talkin' about I owe him
Claiming that I have a debt towards him.


Bitch, you owe me
Actually, you are the one who owes me.


I'm promotin' you right now
Currently, I am promoting or giving attention to you.


Yo, let's put the nail in his coffin
Let us bring an end to his career or reputation.


I don't wanna be like this
I do not desire to embody this persona or behave in this manner.


I don't really wanna hurt no feelings
I genuinely do not wish to cause emotional harm to anyone.


But I'm only being real when I say
Yet, I am simply expressing my genuine thoughts and feelings when I state.


Nobody wants to hear their grandfather rap (nope)
People generally do not wish to listen to an elderly individual attempt to rap.


And old men have heart attacks
Furthermore, elderly individuals are prone to experiencing heart attacks.


And I don't wanna be responsible for that
I do not want to bear the blame or culpability for such an event.


So put the mic down and walk away
Therefore, it is advisable to relinquish the microphone and leave the situation.


You can still have a little bit of dignity
By doing so, it is possible to retain a small amount of self-respect or honor.


I would never claim to be no Ray Benzino
I would never assert that I am similar to Ray Benzino.


An 83 year old fake Pacino
He is akin to a counterfeit version of Al Pacino who happens to be 83 years old.


So how can he hold me over some balcony
Therefore, how can he exert power or control over me in a threatening manner?


Without throwin' his lower back out as soon as he goes to lift me? (Ugh)
However, it seems likely that he would injure his lower back attempting to lift me.


Please don't, you'll probably fall with me
I implore you not to do so, as there is a high likelihood that you would also fall and suffer the consequences.


And our asses'll both be history
Ultimately, both of us would become insignificant or forgotten.


But then again, you'd finally get your wish
On the other hand, you would eventually obtain what you desire.


'Cause you'll be all over the street like 50 Cent
Because you would be scattered or exposed on the street similarly to 50 Cent.


You fuckin' punk pussy, fuck you, chump
You contemptible weakling, I despise you, you imbecile.


Give me a one-on-one, see if I don't fuck you up
Engage in a face-to-face confrontation with me and witness the extent to which I overpower and defeat you.


Tried to jump the Ruff Ryders and they cut you up
Your attempt to attack the Ruff Ryders resulted in them inflicting harm upon you.


And you put Jada on a track, that's how much you suck
Your inclusion of Jada on a song exemplifies how inadequate you truly are.


Dick in the industry, swear that you in the streets hustlin'
You act as though you are heavily involved in illicit activities within the music industry.


You sit behind a fuckin' desk at The Source butt-kissin'
In reality, you occupy a menial desk job at The Source, excessively flattering or currying favor.


And beggin' motherfuckers for guest appearances
Additionally, you constantly beseech individuals to make guest appearances.


And you can't even get the clearances
However, you are unable to secure the necessary permissions or approval.


'Cause real lyricists don't even respect you or take you serious
Genuine wordsmiths do not hold you in high regard or consider you significant.


It's not that we don't like you, we hate you, period
It is not a matter of mere dislike, we have a strong aversion towards you, end of discussion.


Talk about a mid-life crisis, damn
Your current state of mind and behavior resemble that of an individual experiencing a mid-life crisis, damn.


Last week you was shakin' Obie Trice's hand
Just last week, you were amicably greeting and shaking Obie Trice's hand.


Now he's a busta?
Yet now, you refer to Obie Trice as a derogatory term?


What the fuck's with that?
What is the meaning or explanation behind your sudden change in attitude?


Get on a track dissin' us, kissin' 50's ass
You join forces with 50 Cent, engaging in a song that disses us while simultaneously showing excessive admiration towards him.


And askin' me what I know about indictments, bite me
Furthermore, you have the audacity to inquire about my experience with criminal charges? Go away.


Bitch, I got two cases, and probation, fight me
You insignificant person, I have two legal cases pending against me, and I am also on probation. Challenge me if you dare.


What do I know about standin' in front of a judge like a man
Do you believe I lack knowledge regarding the experience of facing a judge with courage and maturity?


Ready to take whatever sentence he hands?
Prepared to accept any verdict or punishment that has been decided upon?


What you know about your wife slicin' her wrists
Are you aware of the agony associated with witnessing your spouse self-harming by cutting her wrists?


Right in front of the only thing that you have in this world, a little girl?
This occurred right in front of the only thing you hold dear in this world, your young daughter?


And I put that on her, when this is all over
I solemnly swear on her well-being that once this situation concludes.


I would never try to make her a star and eat off her
I would never exploit her talents in an attempt to benefit myself financially or gain fame.


I don't know shit about no choppin' rocks
Personally, I have no knowledge or involvement regarding drug dealing.


But what you know about Hip Hop Shops rockin' spots?
However, do you possess any understanding of the Hip Hop Shops that energize locations?


When you're the only white boy up in that bitch just rippin'
Imagine being the sole white individual present, skillfully exhibiting your talent within such an environment.


Pressin' up your own fliers and your stickers, stickin'
You take it upon yourself to produce and distribute your promotional fliers and stickers.


Them bitches up after spendin' six hours at Kinkos
After devoting six hours at Kinkos, you diligently plaster those materials in public.


Just makin' copies of your covers of cassette singles
Specifically, duplicating copies of your cassette single covers.


To sell 'em out the trunk of your Tracer
These copies are then sold directly from the trunk of your Tracer vehicle.


Spendin' your whole paychecks at Disc Makers
Your entire salary is depleted by the expenses incurred at Disc Makers.


What you know about being bullied over half your life?
Can you comprehend the hardships endured from being subjected to relentless bullying for more than half of one's existence?


Oh, that's right, you should know what that's like, you're half white
That's correct, you should have firsthand knowledge of such experiences considering you are of mixed-race, being half white.


Vanilla Ice, spill the beans and rice
Similar to Vanilla Ice, confess or reveal secrets and information.


I'm eatin' you alive inside, Jesus Christ
Metaphorically, I am consuming your inner being, causing immense distress or torment.


If you're that much of a gangster, put the mic down
If you genuinely possess an abundance of gangster-like qualities, abandon the microphone.


You should be out killin' motherfuckers right now
Your priorities should involve actively engaging in homicide at this very moment.


Kill a motherfucker dead, kill 'em dead, bitch
Murder an individual, ensure their demise, you despicable person.


Shoot'em in the fuckin' head, go ahead, bitch
Proceed, go ahead and shoot them directly in the head, you contemptible individual.


Slap my mom, slap the fuck out of her
Assault my mother, inflict significant physical harm upon her.


She can't sue you, she wouldn't get a buck out of you
She lacks the ability to take legal action against you, and even if she did, you possess no financial resources to compensate her.


'Cause you're broke as fuck, you suck, you're a fuckin' joke
Primarily because you possess no wealth, you are dreadful in terms of skill or talent, and fundamentally, you are a laughable individual.


If you was really sellin' coke, well, then what the fuck
Hypothetically, if you were legitimately involved in the sale of cocaine, then why in the world would you cease this lucrative trade?


You stop for, dummy? If you slew some crack
Why would you halt your criminal activities, you fool? If you sold a substantial amount of crack cocaine.


You'd make a lot more money than you do from rap
By doing so, you would amass a significantly larger fortune when compared to your earnings from the rap industry.


You'll never have no security, you'll never be famous
You will perpetually lack stability or assurance, and you will never acquire fame or recognition.


You'll never now what it's like to be rich, life's a bitch ain't it?
You will never experience the joys of wealth, life can be quite unforgiving, isn't it?


Raymond? Here, let me break this shit down in layman's terms for you
Addressing Raymond, allow me to explain the situation in simple and easily understood language.


Just to make sure that you can understand us
This is to ensure that you comprehend our message clearly.


And Canibus ain't usin' too many complicated fuckin' words for you
Even Canibus, a rapper known for using complex vocabulary, refrains from utilizing such excessively intricate language when addressing you.


Here, and let me slow it down for you
Allow me to further simplify it for you.


So you can understand if I say it slower
In order for you to grasp the concept, I will communicate with a slower pace.


Let it go, dawg, it's over
Release your grip on this situation, my friend, as it has come to an end.


Haha
Expressing amusement or sarcasm.


Talkin' 'bout I have motherfuckers callin' your crib
Making false claims that I have individuals contacting your residence.


Bitch, you ain't even got a fuckin' crib
However, you do not possess a home or dwelling.


You ain't even got a fuckin' phone, fuckin' bum
Additionally, you lack a telephone, you worthless individual.


Threatenin' to shut me down at your lil' fuckin' Source magazine
Furthermore, you are attempting to intimidate me by threatening to cease my presence in your insignificant Source magazine.


If I come back on you and attack you
In the event that I retaliate and direct my aggression towards you.


Bitch, you attacked me first
However, it is essential to remember that you initiated the provocation.


Take it like a man, and shut the fuck up
Consequently, behave maturely and remain silent.


And fuck your little magazine too
Furthermore, disregard or express disdain towards your insignificant magazine.


I don't need your little fuckin' magazine
I do not require nor value your insignificant magazine.


I got XXL's number anyways
Ironically, I have direct contact with XXL magazine, a larger and more reputable publication.


And y'all can't stand it 'cause they're gettin' bigger than y'all
You are unable to tolerate or accept the fact that XXL magazine is surpassing your publication in terms of prominence and influence.


Oh, and by the way
Additionally, allow me to inform you.


How'd I look on the VMAs?
Did you witness my appearance at the VMAs (Video Music Awards)?


When you was watchin' me from whatever fuckin' TV you was watchin' me from In Boston
Meanwhile, you were observing my performance on television, regardless of the specific TV you were using in Boston.


The mean streets of Boston
Referring sarcastically to the supposedly rough or dangerous areas of Boston.


Fuckin' sissy
You contemptible coward.


And you got us scared up in here, motherfucker
You falsely believe that you instill fear within us, you despicable individual.


Suck our motherfuckin' dicks
We utterly reject or dismiss your presence, you repellent individual.


Oh, and for those that don't know
Allow me to clarify for those who may be unaware.


Don't get it twisted, y'all
Do not misunderstand or misinterpret, everyone.


The Source has a white owner
To clarify, The Source magazine is owned by an individual of white ethnicity.




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Written by: Marshall B. Mathers III

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@user-sj1pt6fs9r

Kids this song is the reason you never heard of a Benzino 😅

@markozugelj8219

Well he currently tryna get relevant xd, cant wait for ems' respond

@user-sj1pt6fs9r

@@markozugelj8219 em gone soft he let slide this time

@markozugelj8219

@@user-sj1pt6fs9r well he has to respond after rap elvis, even tho it was probably written by ghost writter

@box5bastard277

Until today.... The dead rose today. I'm just honest yell

@callmeBraddy

I can see em just trolling with the beat of this track. It said it all.

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@ishanpathak6598

If you've heard of Benzino it's because of this Rap
And if you haven't it's definitely because of this Rap.

@brandongravel

Lmao 🤣 true story

@JospejamJamaiaka-jd2yj

I only knew of him cause of the sauce 😅

@Maiq_Honcho-

Nah I'm from Boston so I've heard of him.

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