There He Is
Eminem Lyrics


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Yes, ladies and gentlemen (yeah man)
Bobby Creekwater, today's host
Today's narrator, yeah
(We do this shit every year around this time)
Today's what-the-fuck-ever you wanna call it
But I need y'all to sit back, and listen
Listen man (fuck what you write man, just go get 'em)
An executive mindframe, fuck tryin' to rap
Niggaz represent a corner, I refined the map
Artesian water, this is flow untapped
And rep for 'em like Mike on playoff night; that's if the payoff right
The dream team, Bobby Creek, Em, 50 and them
We run the city like Diddy and them
The opposition we just pityin' them, it's no chance
Put you niggaz in the Special Olympics is no dance
I'm nice like a meal twice, nigga no grams
Get them bitches out they pants, I did it with no hands!
See, one thing's for sure I'm pure uncut
Baby you can either stay down or get gunned up
Mr. Night Life, I can give you niggaz sun up
I just get an order, let my niggaz pick the gun up
That's when I bone ya, nigga wake yo' punk ass up
This is ammonia, fuck your face up
Bitches won't even telephone ya
I can space age pimpin', a pocket full of stone ya
Ya dig? Take the world over that's the gig
Sell enough units have Paul and Jimmy dancin' the jig
Roll the Maserati through the city, me and Riggs
Bumpin' Obie Trice, shoot a bird at the pigs
Ever since a nigga got rich
Life is still a bitch but she a high class bitch
I just wanna fuck with me a high class bitch
Nigga pitch that on some eyeglass shit
See I classic, enough to get the mics back right
And I'm a fan of record sales, I don't like that hype
I'm here to end it

[Chorus]
Oh Lord that nigga mean, ain't he?
Yea, goddamn that nigga clean, ain't he?
Yea, see he a greedy baby
But some people tend to call him the return of Shady
There he is - goddamn that nigga clean, ain't he?
Yea, oh Lord that nigga mean, ain't he?
Yea, see he a greedy baby
But some people tend to call him the return of Shady
Bobby Creek, Bobby Creek...

Yea, yeah
Nice like Mike right, you niggaz soft as night lights
Diamond's a tall order I'm just tryin to get the hype right
I'm throwed off, so hard, so soft, sold out
Bought the Coupe a color of nice weather and rolled out
I can't hold out, hot like a fish fried
Who the fuck is this guy? The ruler on the disc I
Hit you in your suit coolers, I'm in the Coupe cooler
Than pigskin men base runners and hoop shooters
A loose screw ban money like the legendary Roots crew
This is just the shit that I am used to
Oh nah, I don't bust a chopper but I used to
Now I put the word out - I'm sure you niggaz heard 'bout
Young boss sold money, old school new paint
Ball knowin' you can't, give a fuck what you think
Member of the mighty Shady Records, nigga you ain't
Think you fuckin' with me then double whatever you drink
You can't fathom what the bitch throwin' at him
Couple niggaz hatin' on him but the fans waitin' on him
Like a, PlayStation 3, money for your advance
My vacation fee, ain't no use in hatin' me nigga
And don't shit-talk pimp, I'd rather flush
Anyone with big enough nuts to come and fuck with us
I bust but keep in mind, pressure bust pipes
And you niggaz wouldn't bust a grape in a fruit fight
What the fuck? (yeah)





[Chorus]

Overall Meaning

"There He Is" by Eminem featuring Bobby Creekwater is a song about two rappers boasting about their talents and success. The song's chorus continually repeats "there he is" referring to Eminem's return to music. The lyrics talk about how they have refined the rap industry, and they now run the city like Diddy and his crew. Bobby Creekwater starts by stating that he is in an executive mindset and is not just trying to rap but is taking the industry to another level. He mentions his talent is untouched like an artesian water source, and he represents those who are typically underrepresented. They both boast about their ability to sell records and make the music boss, Jimmy lo and Em's manager, dance a jig.


Bobby Creekwater quotes Mr. Night Life, and he can have ladies eating out of his hands. He warns that life is still tough, but he is okay with that as long as he can have high-end women by his side. He declares that everyone else in the industry is soft as night lights, while they are as smooth as a diamond. Eminem continues by stating that he is so hard, yet so soft and sold out but still has a strong desire to get it right. He brags about receiving a large sum of money and being a member of the mighty Shady Records. He warns others not to try and mess with them or end up being flushed down the toilet.


Overall, the lyrics of "There He Is" glorify their talents, success, and dominance in the rap industry. They proclaim themselves as kings of the industry, and they have come to take over.


Line by Line Meaning

An executive mindframe, fuck tryin' to rap
I have a business mindset and don't need to rely on my rapping ability


Niggaz represent a corner, I refined the map
Other rappers stick to one corner, but I've expanded my reach and influence


Artesian water, this is flow untapped
My style is unique and fresh like premium water from a well


And rep for 'em like Mike on playoff night; that's if the payoff right
I'll represent other rappers if the money is good, just like Michael Jordan performs his best during the playoffs


The dream team, Bobby Creek, Em, 50 and them
Our group is like a superstar basketball team, consisting of Bobby Creek, Eminem, 50 Cent, and others


We run the city like Diddy and them
We're like Diddy and his team, dominating the city and the rap game


The opposition we just pityin' them, it's no chance
We're so superior that we feel sorry for our competition who has no chance against us


Put you niggaz in the Special Olympics is no dance
We could beat our competition even in the Special Olympics, it's not a challenge for us


I'm nice like a meal twice, nigga no grams
I'm twice as nice as other rappers, without the need for drugs or other enhancers


Get them bitches out they pants, I did it with no hands!
I'm so smooth and charming that I don't even need to use my hands to seduce women


See, one thing's for sure I'm pure uncut
I'm a pure and genuine rapper, with no gimmicks or fake persona


Baby you can either stay down or get gunned up
You can either join forces with me or face the consequences of refusing me


Mr. Night Life, I can give you niggaz sun up
I can give other rappers the spotlight and fame they desire


I just get an order, let my niggaz pick the gun up
I'm a boss who gives orders to my crew, including weapons and intimidation tactics


That's when I bone ya, nigga wake yo' punk ass up
I'm so good in bed that I'll even wake up a sleeping man with my skills


This is ammonia, fuck your face up
I'm like a strong and powerful cleaning agent, that can even destroy your face


Bitches won't even telephone ya
Women won't even bother calling or texting other rappers when I'm around


I can space age pimpin', a pocket full of stone ya
I'm like a futuristic and advanced pimp, with a lot of money and power


Ya dig? Take the world over that's the gig
Do you understand? Our goal is to conquer and rule the entire world


Sell enough units have Paul and Jimmy dancin' the jig
If we sell enough albums, even the bosses Paul Rosenberg and Jimmy Iovine will be happy and dancing


Roll the Maserati through the city, me and Riggs
I'll ride my luxurious Maserati with my friend Riggs and show off my wealth and status


Bumpin' Obie Trice, shoot a bird at the pigs
I'll listen to Obie Trice's music and flip off the police as a sign of rebellion


Ever since a nigga got rich
Since I became rich and successful


Life is still a bitch but she a high class bitch
Even though life is still difficult, it's a better kind of challenge that comes with wealth and success


I just wanna fuck with me a high class bitch
I just want to be with an attractive and sophisticated woman


Nigga pitch that on some eyeglass shit
I'll dismiss and reject any other idea or suggestion


See I classic, enough to get the mics back right
I'm a classic and legendary rapper who can restore the quality and standard of rap music


And I'm a fan of record sales, I don't like that hype
I care about selling records and making money, not just hype or talk


I'm here to end it
I'm here to end the game and be the ultimate winner


Oh Lord that nigga mean, ain't he?
Wow, that rapper is very aggressive and intimidating, isn't he?


Yea, goddamn that nigga clean, ain't he?
Yes, that rapper is very stylish and fashionable, isn't he?


Yea, see he a greedy baby
Yes, he's very ambitious and greedy for success and fame


But some people tend to call him the return of Shady
However, some people compare him to Eminem and think he's the new Shady


Nice like Mike right, you niggaz soft as night lights
I'm as cool and skilled as Michael Jordan, while other rappers are weak and insignificant


Diamond's a tall order I'm just tryin to get the hype right
I'm not asking for too much, just enough attention and recognition


I'm throwed off, so hard, so soft, sold out
I'm unpredictable and complex, but also very popular and successful


Bought the Coupe a color of nice weather and rolled out
I got a luxury car in a bright and attractive color, and drove away


I can't hold out, hot like a fish fried
I can't contain my excitement and energy, like a freshly fried fish


Who the fuck is this guy? The ruler on the disc I
Other rappers are wondering who I am and why I'm so dominant and powerful


Hit you in your suit coolers, I'm in the Coupe cooler
I'll attack you even if you're dressed nicely, while I'm cool and relaxed in my luxury car


Than pigskin men base runners and hoop shooters
I'm cooler and better than football players, baseball players, and basketball players


A loose screw ban money like the legendary Roots crew
I might be a bit crazy, but I'm still able to make a lot of money like the Roots crew


This is just the shit that I am used to
This is what I normally do and what I'm accustomed to


Oh nah, I don't bust a chopper but I used to
No, I don't use guns anymore, but I used to in the past


Now I put the word out - I'm sure you niggaz heard 'bout
Now I'm spreading the news and making sure other rappers know about me


Young boss sold money, old school new paint
I'm a young and successful boss who knows how to make money and innovate


Ball knowin' you can't, give a fuck what you think
I know I'm better than you and I don't care about your opinion


Member of the mighty Shady Records, nigga you ain't
I'm part of the powerful and successful Shady Records, while you're not


Think you fuckin' with me then double whatever you drink
If you think you can challenge or compete with me, then you better double your effort and courage


You can't fathom what the bitch throwin' at him
You can't imagine the level of success and fame I'm achieving


Couple niggaz hatin' on him but the fans waitin' on him
Some rappers might hate or envy me, but my fans are eagerly anticipating my music


Like a, PlayStation 3, money for your advance
I'm like a valuable and popular gaming console, and I demand a high amount of money upfront


My vacation fee, ain't no use in hatin' me nigga
The money I make from one vacation is enough to make others jealous, but there's no point in hating me for my success


And don't shit-talk pimp, I'd rather flush
Don't insult or disrespect me, as I'll just ignore or forget about you


Anyone with big enough nuts to come and fuck with us
I dare anyone with enough courage and strength to challenge us


I bust but keep in mind, pressure bust pipes
I'm very talented and successful, but I also understand that pressure can be dangerous and harmful


And you niggaz wouldn't bust a grape in a fruit fight
And you other rappers are weak and incapable of even winning a simple fight




Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group, Royalty Network
Written by: ALFREDO BUONGUSTO, ALAN MAMAN, ANTOINE ROGERS

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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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