Rain Man
Eminem Lyrics


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Yeah
Definitely, definitely
Definitely dope
Definitely
Definitely K-Mart
Yeah
Yeah
You find me offensive, I find you offensive
For finding me offensive
Hence, if I should draw the line or any fences
If so, to what extents, if
Any, should I go? 'Cause it's getting expensive
Being on the other side of the courtroom on the defensive
They say I cause extensive psychological nerve damage to the brain
When I go to lengths this far at other people's expenses
I say your all just too goddamn sensitive
It's censorship, ad it's down right blasphemous
Let's end this shit now 'cause I won't stand for this
And Christopher Reeves won't sit for this neither
And let's clear this up too, I ain't got no beef with him either
He used to be like a hero to me
I even believe I had one of those 25 cent stickers on my refrigerator
Right next to Darth Vader
And Darth must've put a hex on him for later
I feel like it's my fault 'cause of the way that
I stuck him up in between him and Lex Luther
I killed Superman, I killed Super
Man, how ironic
That I'd be the bad guy, Kryptonite, the green chronic

'Cause I ain't got no legs
Or no brain
Nice to meet you
Hi, my name is
I forgot my name
My name was not to become what I became with this level of fame
My soul is possessed by this devil
My new name is
Rain Man

Now in the Bible, it says
Thou shall not watch two lesbians in bed
Have homosexual sex
Unless of course, you were given the consent to join in
Then of course, it's intercourse, and it's bisexual sex
Which isn't as bad, as long as you show some remorse for your actions
Either before, during or after performing the act of that which
Is normally referred to as such, more commonly known phrases
That are more used by today's kids in a more derogatory way
But who's to say, what's fair to say, and what not to say?
Let's ask Dr. Dre, Dr. Dre? (What up?)
I got a question, if I may? (Yeah)
Is it gay to play putt-putt golf with a friend (yeah)
And watch his butt-butt when he tees off? (Yeah)
But, I ain't done yet
In football, the quarterback yells out, "Hut-hut"
While he reaches in another grown man's ass
Grabs on his nuts, but, just, what if
It was never meant, it was just an accident
But he tripped, fell, slipped and his penis went in
His teeny-tiny little round heinie and he didn't mean it
But his little weenie flinched just a little bit
And I don't need to go in into any more details but
What if he pictured it as a female's butt?
Is that gay? I just need to clear things up
'Til then I'll just walk around with a manly strut because

'Cause I ain't got no legs
Or no brain
Nice to meet you
Hi, my name is
I forgot my name
My name was not to become what I became with this level of fame
My soul is possessed by this devil
My new name is
Rain Man

You find me offensive, I find you offensive
Shit, this is the same verse I just did this
When am I gonna come to my good senses?
Probably the day Bush comes to my defenses
My spider sense is telling me Spiderman is nearby
And my plan is to get him next
And open up a whip ass canister
Goddamn it Dre where's the goddamn beat? (Yeah)
Anyway, anyway, I don't know how else to put it
This is the only thing that I'm good at
I am the bad guy, Kryptonite, the green chronic
Demonic, yup, yup, don't worry I'm on it
I got it, high fived Nick Lachey
Stuck a pen in Jessica's head and walked away
And as she flew around the room like a balloon
I grabbed the last can of chicken tuna
Out the trash can and zoom I
Headed straight back to the Neverland Ranch
With a peanut butter-jelly-chicken-tuna sandwich
And I ain't even gotta make no goddamn sense
I just did a whole song and I didn't say shit

'Cause I ain't got no legs
Or no brain
Nice to meet you
Hi, my name is
I forgot my name
My name was not to become what I became with this level of fame
My soul is possessed by this devil
My new name is
Rain Man

'Cause I
Yo, Rain Man
Definitely, definitely Dr. Dre
Super dope beat maker
2000 and, 2000 and
Four-hundred-and-eighty-seven-million-nine-hundred-and-se




Seventy-three-thousand-four-hundred-and-sixty-three
And seventy (yeah)

Overall Meaning

The lyrics to Eminem's "Rain Man" are complex and layered, as is often the case with his music. The song starts out with a reference to K-Mart, indicating that the lyrics that follow are somewhat tongue-in-cheek and should not be taken entirely seriously. He then goes on to question the idea of offense, asking when he should draw the line and what extents he should go to in order to avoid causing offense. He argues that people are too sensitive and that censorship is a form of blasphemy.


Later in the song, Eminem addresses more controversial topics, such as homophobia and sexuality. He asks whether it is gay to play putt-putt golf with a friend and watch his butt-butt when he tees off. He also poses the question of whether it is gay if a football player trips and falls and accidentally puts his penis in another man's butt.


Overall, the song is a commentary on society's double standards and the way that people are quick to take offense at things without considering the context or intent behind them. Eminem uses humor to make his point, but the underlying message is serious.


Line by Line Meaning

Yeah
Introduction to the start of the song


Definitely, definitely Definitely dope Definitely Definitely K-Mart
Repeated word usage showing the difficulty to put into words the feeling the artist is trying to convey


You find me offensive, I find you offensive For finding me offensive
Acknowledgment of offense and questioning whether it is bad on both sides


Hence, if I should draw the line or any fences If so, to what extents, if Any, should I go? 'Cause it's getting expensive Being on the other side of the courtroom on the defensive They say I cause extensive psychological nerve damage to the brain When I go to lengths this far at other people's expenses
Asking whether the consequences are worth it and the toll it takes on mental health


I say your all just too goddamn sensitive It's censorship, ad it's down right blasphemous Let's end this shit now 'cause I won't stand for this And Christopher Reeves won't sit for this neither And let's clear this up too, I ain't got no beef with him either He used to be like a hero to me I even believe I had one of those 25 cent stickers on my refrigerator Right next to Darth Vader And Darth must've put a hex on him for later I feel like it's my fault 'cause of the way that I stuck him up in between him and Lex Luther
Arguing against censorship through personal encounters and fictional examples


I killed Superman, I killed Super Man, how ironic That I'd be the bad guy, Kryptonite, the green chronic 'Cause I ain't got no legs Or no brain Nice to meet you Hi, my name is I forgot my name
Making analogies about being seen as evil and incapable of thinking and speaking


My name was not to become what I became with this level of fame My soul is possessed by this devil My new name is Rain Man
Addressing the type of person he has become due to his fame


Now in the Bible, it says Thou shall not watch two lesbians in bed Have homosexual sex Unless of course, you were given the consent to join in Then of course, it's intercourse, and it's bisexual sex Which isn't as bad, as long as you show some remorse for your actions Either before, during or after performing the act of that which Is normally referred to as such, more commonly known phrases That are more used by today's kids in a more derogatory way But who's to say, what's fair to say, and what not to say? Let's ask Dr. Dre, Dr. Dre? (What up?) I got a question, if I may? (Yeah) Is it gay to play putt-putt golf with a friend (yeah) And watch his butt-butt when he tees off? (Yeah)
Discussing religion and society's views on homosexuality and what is considered acceptable and what is not, also includes asking Dr. Dre a question about sexuality


In football, the quarterback yells out, "Hut-hut" While he reaches in another grown man's ass Grabs on his nuts, but, just, what if It was never meant, it was just an accident But he tripped, fell, slipped and his penis went in His teeny-tiny little round heinie and he didn't mean it But his little weenie flinched just a little bit And I don't need to go in into any more details but What if he pictured it as a female's butt? Is that gay? I just need to clear things up 'Til then I'll just walk around with a manly strut because
Further questioning society's view on masculinity and sexuality through discussing sports


Shit, this is the same verse I just did this When am I gonna come to my good senses? Probably the day Bush comes to my defenses My spider sense is telling me Spiderman is nearby And my plan is to get him next And open up a whip ass canister Goddamn it Dre where's the goddamn beat? (Yeah)
Acknowledgment of repeating the same things and questioning when one's good sense will take over


Anyway, anyway, I don't know how else to put it This is the only thing that I'm good at I am the bad guy, Kryptonite, the green chronic Demonic, yup, yup, don't worry I'm on it I got it, high fived Nick Lachey Stuck a pen in Jessica's head and walked away And as she flew around the room like a balloon I grabbed the last can of chicken tuna Out the trash can and zoom I Headed straight back to the Neverland Ranch With a peanut butter-jelly-chicken-tuna sandwich And I ain't even gotta make no goddamn sense I just did a whole song and I didn't say shit 'Cause I
Reiterating that this is the only way the artist excels and describing bizarre events


Yo, Rain Man Definitely, definitely Dr. Dre Super dope beat maker 2000 and, 2000 and Four-hundred-and-eighty-seven-million-nine-hundred-and-se Seventy-three-thousand-four-hundred-and-sixty-three And seventy (yeah)
Acknowledging Dr. Dre's contributions to the song and celebrating the success of the artist and producer




Lyrics © BMG Rights Management, Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd., Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Written by: Andre Romell Young, Che J. Pope, Mark Christopher Batson, Marshall Mathers, Michael A. Elizondo

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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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