Public Service Announcement
Eminem Lyrics


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This is another public service announcement
Brought to you in part by Slim Shady (tell 'em I don't give a fuck)
Slim Shady does not give a fuck what you think (tell 'em to suck it)
If you don't like it, you can suck his fucking cock (tell 'em kiss my ass)
Little did you know, upon purchasing this album
You have just kissed his ass (tell 'em I'm fed up)
Slim Shady is fed up with your shit
And he's going to kill you (yeah)
An-anything else?




Yeah, sue me

Overall Meaning

The lyrics of Eminem's "Public Service Announcement 2000" are a direct attack on his critics and naysayers. The song begins with a public service announcement, which is a nod to Eminem's controversial image and reputation. He uses the PSA as a platform to convey his attitude towards his haters and tell them that he doesn't care what they think. He goes on to mention that he's fed up with their constant criticism and that he's not afraid to stand up for himself.


The chorus "tell 'em I'm fed up" is a powerful message that he's not going to take their criticism lying down. He's ready to take action and put an end to their negativity. The lyrics take a violent and aggressive turn when he says "he's going to kill you." This is a metaphor for his intentions to destroy his detractors with his lyrical prowess and talent.


Overall, the song is a testament to Eminem's resilience and grit. Despite facing countless controversies in his career, he's always been able to come out on top. He's proven time and again that he's not afraid to speak his mind and that he'll do whatever it takes to defend himself.


Line by Line Meaning

This is another public service announcement
This is a message from Eminem to his fans and haters


Brought to you in part by Slim Shady (tell 'em I don't give a fuck)
This message is partly brought to you by Slim Shady, who does not care about anyone's opinion


Slim Shady does not give a fuck what you think (tell 'em to suck it)
Slim Shady wants you to know that he doesn't care about your opinion and you can suck it


If you don't like it, you can suck his fucking cock (tell 'em kiss my ass)
If you don't like his music, you can go ahead and kiss his ass


Little did you know, upon purchasing this album
As a listener, you might not have known this before buying the album


You have just kissed his ass (tell 'em I'm fed up)
By purchasing his album, you have shown that you support him and his music


Slim Shady is fed up with your shit
Eminem is fed up with the critics and haters who don't appreciate his music


And he's going to kill you (yeah)
He's not literally going to kill anyone, but he's going to come back stronger than ever and silence his critics


An-anything else?
Is there anything else you want to complain about?


Yeah, sue me
If you are not happy with his music, go ahead and sue him




Lyrics © Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.
Written by: Jeff Bass, Marshall B Mathers III

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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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