The Kiss )
Eminem Lyrics


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I'm gonna kill this bitch
I'm gonna kill him
I'm going to fucking jail
'Cause I'm gonna kill this bitch

Yo man

What?

I don't know. I gotta really really bad feeling about this

Man would you shut the fuck up Gary you always gotta bad feeling man
That's her car right there

Alright let me park

Just park

I'm parkin'!

Fuckin', turn the car off dog

Alright

Alright we wait

We wait for what?

We wait until she comes out and then I'm gonna fuckin' kill her

Man you ain't gonna kill no one. What the fuck did you bring that for?

Man shut the fuck up dog
Just shut up. Fuckin' clip is empty

Man don't point that shit at me

Its not even loaded bitch, look

Dude, God I fucking hate it when you do that shit

Yeah but its funny as fuck

Fuck around and kill me one of these days I swear

Gets you every time
Is that her?

Where?

Right there motherfucker

Yeah

Alright get out, get out

Fuck, here we go again

Get out!

What the fuck you want me to get under the car?

Yo, who she walking with

How the fuck am I suppose to know, you told me to duck down

Its the fucking bouncer
Did she just kiss him

I don't think so

Dog, she just fucking kissed him

No she didn't

She's kissing him

No she's not





Oh shit

Overall Meaning

The lyrics of Eminem's "The Kiss" describes a scenario where the singer and his friend Gary are parked outside a location where the singer's ex-girlfriend is suspected to be. The singer, who is angry with his ex-girlfriend, declares that he intends to kill her. Gary disapproves of the singer’s intentions and does not seem to take him as seriously. However, the singer retrieves a gun from the car and reassures Gary of the pistol's safety by showing him that it is unloaded. They wait for the ex-girlfriend to exit the location, and once she appears, they step out of the car. As they walk toward her, they observe the ex-girlfriend kissing another individual. The song ends on an uncertain note, with the singer questioning whether he should proceed with his plan.


The song's lyrics showcase the singer's intense emotions and rage towards his ex-girlfriend, leading him to contemplate a severe crime. The lyrics explore various themes surrounding relationships, including jealousy, betrayal, and love. Eminem utilizes powerful images, metaphors, and colorful language to describe the singer's thoughts and feelings towards his ex-girlfriend. Eminem also uses irony and sarcasm to emphasize the gravity of the situation while simultaneously highlighting the absurdity of the singer's actions. Overall, the song serves as a commentary on the dangers of uncontrolled anger and the consequences of violent tendencies in relationships.


Line by Line Meaning

I'm gonna kill this bitch
I'm planning to murder this woman


I'm gonna kill him
I'm planning to kill a man


I'm going to fucking jail
I know I'm going to end up in prison for what I'm about to do


'Cause I'm gonna kill this bitch
I'm so set on murdering this woman that I've already accepted the consequences


I don't know. I gotta really really bad feeling about this
I'm really uneasy about this situation and something doesn't feel right


Man would you shut the fuck up Gary you always gotta bad feeling man
Stop worrying and being negative, Gary. You always have a bad feeling about everything


That's her car right there
The car we're waiting for belongs to the woman we're planning to harm


We wait until she comes out and then I'm gonna fuckin' kill her
We're going to wait for the woman to leave the building and then I'm going to murder her


Man you ain't gonna kill no one. What the fuck did you bring that for?
You're not really going to go through with this. Why did you even bring a weapon?


Just shut up. Fuckin' clip is empty
Stop talking. The gun doesn't even have bullets in it right now


Its not even loaded bitch, look
There are no bullets in the gun, see for yourself


Fuck around and kill me one of these days I swear
You're playing around with that gun so carelessly that one day you might accidentally shoot me


Yo, who she walking with
Who is that person the woman is walking with?


How the fuck am I suppose to know, you told me to duck down
I can't see who she's walking with because you made me hide


Did she just kiss him
Did I just see her kiss the person she's walking with?


No she didn't
I didn't see her kiss him, so it must not have happened


She's kissing him
I now see her kissing the person she's walking with


No she's not
You're denying the fact that she's kissing the person she's walking with, even though I can see it happening


Oh shit
I'm realizing that my plan to harm this woman is now off the table because she's with someone else




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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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