Say What You Say
Eminem Lyrics


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So I'm out the game, huh?
Yo, Dre, we ridin'?
Whatever
Haha, well, I'm with you, homie
Okay, let's handle the small shit

I was born to brew up storms, stir up shit
Kick up dust, cuss 'til I slur up spit
Grew up too quick, went through too much
Knew too much shit, corrupt
And I'ma pour it on like syrup, bitch
Thick and rich, sick and twisted, Mr. Buttersworth
Dre told me to milk this shit for what it's worth
'Til the cow just tilts and tips and stumbles to Earth
And if I fumble a verse, keep going
First take I make, mistakes, just keep it
No punches pulled, no punches, that's weak shit
Fake shit, if I ever take shit I'll eat shit
Wasn't for him, wouldn't be shit

Creep with me as we take a little trip down memory lane
Been here longer than anyone in the game
And I ain't got to lie about my age
(But what about Jermaine?) Fuck Jermaine!
He don't belong speaking mine or Timbaland's name
And don't think I don't read your little interviews
And see what you're sayin'
I'm a giant, and I ain't gotta move 'til I'm provoked
When I see you, I'ma step on you and not even know it
You midget, mini-me with a bunch of little mini-yous
Running around your backyard swimming pools
Over 80 million records sold
And I ain't have to do it with ten- or eleven-year-olds

'Cause what you say is what you say
Say what you say how you say it whenever you saying it
Just remember how you said it when you was spraying it
So who you playing with, huh?

'Cause what you say is what you say
Say what you say how you say it whenever you saying it
Just remember how you said it when you was spraying it
So who you playing with, huh?

Second verse, it gets worse, it gets no better than this
Amateurs drink veteran piss from a Dixie cup
If you ever mix me up
Or confuse me with a Canibus or Dre with a Dupri
We'll rub it in, every club you're in
Or have you blackballed
And make sure you never rap a-fucking-gain
Dre ain't having it, long as I'm here to play devil's advocate
If there was some magic shit I could wave over the industry
That could save it when I'm gone and buried
To make sure the tradition carries on, I would
If I could only use this power for good
I wouldn't, not even if I could
From the hood, and I'm a hornet
And I'ma only sting when I'm cornered
And I'ma only sucker punch and swing without warning
And swing to knock somebody's fucking head off
'Cause I know if they get up
I won't get a chance to let off another punch
I'm punk rock, no one's punk
Don't give a fuck, white-Pac, so much spunk
When I was little I knew I would blow up and sell a mil'
Or grow up to be Attilla, go nuts and be a killer
And I'm something of a phenom, one puff of the chron'
I'm unstoppable, I'm alive and on top again
There's no obstacle that I can't conquer
So come along with us (c'mon!)

'Cause what you say is what you say
Say what you say how you say it whenever you saying it
Just remember how you said it when you was spraying it
So who you playing with, huh?

'Cause what you say is what you say
Say what you say how you say it whenever you saying it
Just remember how you said it when you was spraying it
So who you playing with, huh?

Now anybody who knows Dre
Knows I'm about fast cars and Alizé, partying all day
But I handled my business, 'cause it's work before play
Don't look for trouble, but I'll serve you gourmet
However you want it, you can have it your way
You fuck my night up, I'ma fuck up your day
Bullet with your name, sending it your way
That goes for anyone who walks through that doorway
'Cause this is my space, you invade it
Live to regret it, and you'll die trying to violate it
Fuck around, get annihilated, eyes dilated

Huh, like my old lady
'Cause what you say is what you say
Sometimes what you mean is two different things
Depending on your mood if it swings
Think too many things, little hit of Dre's weed
I can do anything, catch a contact and I'm gone
And I'm back, I speed write
And my loose leaf's my launchpad
And I can pull any string, don't have to prove anything
Catch a contract on your head
You headed West, talk shit about Dre
You better get a vest and invest
In something to protect your head and neck
And it's back and forth all day, like Red and Meth
I joke when I say I'm the best in the booth
But a lot of truth is said in jest
And if I ever do live to be a legend I'ma die a sudden death
Five mics in The Source? Ain't holding my fucking breath
But I'll suffocate for the respect
'Fore I breathe to collect a fucking check

'Cause what you say is what you say
Say what you say how you say it whenever you saying it
Just remember how you said it when you was spraying it
So who you playing with, huh?

'Cause what you say is what you say
Say what you say how you say it whenever you saying it
Just remember how you said it when you was spraying it
So who you playing with, huh?





Watch your fucking mouth!
Yo, this Timbaland, tell him I said suck my dick!

Overall Meaning

In Eminem's "Say What You Say," he reminisces about his career and how he has stayed true to himself, despite criticism and controversies. He begins the song by acknowledging his history of stirring up trouble and controversy and declaring that he will continue to do so. He boasts about being a master wordsmith, pouring on his lyrics like syrup, mixing in his deep knowledge of the music industry, leading to over 80 million records sold. He then turns his attention to those who dare to speak ill of him or his crew. He promises to step on them and not even know it because he is a giant in the industry. In the second verse, Eminem acknowledges his reputation for violence and his willingness to sucker-punch anyone who gets in his way. He also acknowledges his drug use, which he says provides him with the creative boost he needs to write his rhymes. The chorus repeats throughout the song, with Eminem cautioning others to watch what they say and remember their words when they "spray" them through their music.


Line by Line Meaning

So I'm out the game, huh?
I'm no longer involved in the rap game, is that what you're saying?


Yo, Dre, we ridin'?
Dre, are we sticking together and supporting each other?


Whatever
Doesn't matter to me, I'm indifferent


Haha, well, I'm with you, homie
Well, I'll stick by your side, my friend


Okay, let's handle the small shit
Alright, let's deal with the minor issues


I was born to brew up storms, stir up shit
I have a natural inclination to create controversies and cause trouble


Kick up dust, cuss 'til I slur up spit
I make a scene, curse excessively until my speech becomes unclear


Grew up too quick, went through too much
I matured too fast, experienced too many hardships


Knew too much shit, corrupt
I became knowledgeable about many things, some of which are immoral


And I'ma pour it on like syrup, bitch
I'll continue expressing and spreading my controversial thoughts shamelessly


Thick and rich, sick and twisted, Mr. Buttersworth
I am morally complex, a peculiar character like the syrup brand Mr. Buttersworth


Dre told me to milk this shit for what it's worth
Dre advised me to maximize the benefits from this situation


'Til the cow just tilts and tips and stumbles to Earth
Until this opportunity collapses and falls apart completely


And if I fumble a verse, keep going
Even if I make mistakes in my lyrics, I'll continue without hesitation


First take I make, mistakes, just keep it
I'll keep any mistakes that happen during the first recording take


No punches pulled, no punches, that's weak shit
I won't hold back, being honest and direct, not weak like avoiding confrontation


Fake shit, if I ever take shit I'll eat shit
I'm genuine, but if I ever accept disrespect, I'll face the consequences


Wasn't for him, wouldn't be shit
If it weren't for Dre's influence, I wouldn't have achieved anything


Creep with me as we take a little trip down memory lane
Join me as we revisit the past and reminisce


Been here longer than anyone in the game
I have been in the industry for a longer time than anyone else


And I ain't got to lie about my age
I don't need to deceive anyone about my true age


(But what about Jermaine?) Fuck Jermaine!
I don't care about Jermaine, disregard him completely!


He don't belong speaking mine or Timbaland's name
Jermaine has no right to mention my name or Timbaland's name


And don't think I don't read your little interviews
I am aware of the interviews you give, no matter how insignificant they may seem


And see what you're sayin'
I pay attention to what you're saying


I'm a giant, and I ain't gotta move 'til I'm provoked
I'm powerful and won't take action until I'm deliberately provoked


When I see you, I'ma step on you and not even know it
I'll assert dominance over you effortlessly, not even realizing it


You midget, mini-me with a bunch of little mini-yous
You're a small, inferior version of me with a group of followers who mimic you


Running around your backyard swimming pools
You and your followers have childish, unimportant activities


Over 80 million records sold
I have sold more than 80 million music records


And I ain't have to do it with ten- or eleven-year-olds
I achieved this success without relying on young fans or exploiting them


'Cause what you say is what you say
Because whatever you express is what you actually mean


Say what you say how you say it whenever you saying it
Express yourself exactly as you want, whenever you want


Just remember how you said it when you was spraying it
Make sure to recall your words when you were spreading them aggressively


So who you playing with, huh?
So, who are you trying to deceive or confront?


Second verse, it gets worse, it gets no better than this
In the second verse, the situation deteriorates, it doesn't improve


Amateurs drink veteran piss from a Dixie cup
Inexperienced individuals consume the urine of a seasoned artist, out of desperation


If you ever mix me up
If you confuse or mistake me for someone else


Or confuse me with a Canibus or Dre with a Dupri
If you mistake me for Canibus or confuse Dre with Dupri


We'll rub it in, every club you're in
We will ensure that everyone reminds you of your mistake, wherever you go


Or have you blackballed
We will ruin your reputation and prevent you from advancing in the industry


And make sure you never rap a-fucking-gain
We will guarantee that you never have the opportunity to rap again


Dre ain't having it, long as I'm here to play devil's advocate
Dre won't tolerate it, as long as I'm here to support him and challenge others


If there was some magic shit I could wave over the industry
If there was a magical solution to fix the industry


That could save it when I'm gone and buried
To ensure its survival when I'm no longer around


To make sure the tradition carries on, I would
I would ensure the continuation of the genre's traditions


If I could only use this power for good
If I could only utilize this influence for positive purposes


I wouldn't, not even if I could
But I wouldn't do it, even if it were possible


From the hood, and I'm a hornet
I come from a disadvantaged background, and I'm aggressive like a hornet


And I'ma only sting when I'm cornered
I'll only attack when I'm under pressure or threatened


And I'ma only sucker punch and swing without warning
I'll suddenly and unexpectedly strike my opponents


And swing to knock somebody's fucking head off
I'll swing with the intention of brutally assaulting someone


'Cause I know if they get up
Because I'm aware that if they recover


I won't get a chance to let off another punch
I won't have another opportunity to strike


I'm punk rock, no one's punk
I embody the spirit of punk rock, a rebel, unlike anyone else


Don't give a fuck, white-Pac, so much spunk
I don't care about anything, I'm like a white version of Tupac, full of rebellious spirit


When I was little I knew I would blow up and sell a mil'
Even as a child, I was aware I would become successful and sell millions of records


Or grow up to be Attilla, go nuts and be a killer
I knew I had the potential to become a notorious figure like Attila the Hun, violent and deadly


And I'm something of a phenom, one puff of the chron'
I'm considered extraordinary and remarkable, a single inhalation of marijuana makes me unstoppable


I'm unstoppable, I'm alive and on top again
I cannot be subdued, I'm thriving and back at the peak of my career


There's no obstacle that I can't conquer
There's no challenge or difficulty that I cannot overcome


So come along with us (c'mon!)
So join us on this journey, come with us


Now anybody who knows Dre
Now, anyone who is familiar with Dre


Knows I'm about fast cars and Alizé, partying all day
Knows that I enjoy fast cars, Alizé liquor, and partying continuously


But I handled my business, 'cause it's work before play
However, I prioritize work over leisure, and I've been responsible in my career


Don't look for trouble, but I'll serve you gourmet
I don't actively seek conflicts, but if provoked, I'll deliver a superior attack


However you want it, you can have it your way
I'll accommodate your preferences and give you what you desire


You fuck my night up, I'ma fuck up your day
If you ruin my evening, I'll make sure your day is equally unpleasant


Bullet with your name, sending it your way
I'll send a bullet aimed at you, specifically, as a threat


That goes for anyone who walks through that doorway
This applies to anyone who enters through that entrance


'Cause this is my space, you invade it
This is my territory, and you're trespassing


Live to regret it, and you'll die trying to violate it
You'll live with regret, and any attempt to challenge me will result in your demise


Fuck around, get annihilated, eyes dilated
Mess around with me, and you'll be completely destroyed, your eyes wide open in shock


Huh, like my old lady
Just like my ex, you'll experience devastation


Sometimes what you mean is two different things
Sometimes your intentions are unclear or contradictory


Depending on your mood if it swings
Depending on your mood, if it fluctuates


Think too many things, little hit of Dre's weed
If you overthink, just take a small dose of Dre's marijuana


I can do anything, catch a contact and I'm gone
Under the influence of marijuana, I feel invincible and disconnected from reality


And I'm back, I speed write
And now I'm back, I write quickly and efficiently


And my loose leaf's my launchpad
My blank sheets of paper are where I begin my creative process


And I can pull any string, don't have to prove anything
I have influence and connections, I don't need to prove my abilities


Catch a contract on your head
I'll impose a contract or agreement that will harm you


You headed West, talk shit about Dre
If you come after Dre and belittle him


You better get a vest and invest
You should protect yourself, get a bulletproof vest


In something to protect your head and neck
Invest in something that safeguards your head and neck


And it's back and forth all day, like Red and Meth
We'll keep going back and forth all day, just like Redman and Method Man


I joke when I say I'm the best in the booth
I jest when I claim to be the greatest in the rap industry


But a lot of truth is said in jest
However, there's often truth hidden behind jokes


And if I ever do live to be a legend I'ma die a sudden death
If I do become a legendary figure, my death will be unexpected and abrupt


Five mics in The Source? Ain't holding my fucking breath
Receiving a five-mic rating in The Source magazine is unlikely, so I'm not getting my hopes up


But I'll suffocate for the respect
However, I'll do whatever it takes to earn respect


'Fore I breathe to collect a fucking check
I prioritize gaining respect over simply earning money


Watch your fucking mouth!
Be careful with your words, watch your language!


Yo, this Timbaland, tell him I said suck my dick!
Hey, this is Timbaland, let him know that I don't like him and he should insult me!




Lyrics © BMG Rights Management, Universal Music Publishing Group, Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd., Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Written by: Andre Young, Marshall B Mathers, Michael A Elizondo, Ronald Feemster

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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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