Touchdown
Eminem Lyrics


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When we touchdown

[Chorus]
In the Midwest we OK
Everybody know them southern boys love that bass
Atlanta go bananas, Alabama, Louisiana
Mississippi tenekeys, every mothafuckin' state
When we touchdown
Go right from the plane to the range
When we touchdown
On the private plane gettin' brain, till we
Touchdown, eh ain't no way to keep 'em quiet
Wit T.I. and Shady baby we bout to insight a riot
When we touchdown

When we get in town, you know how we getting down
Pull a cling an hop on out, snatch all the freaks then walk on out
I'm livin' what they talkin' bout, shinin' if it dark or not
That one hundred D-X double R, you'll find that in the parkin' lot
You barkin' up the wrong tree, I do this shit for zone 3
4, 5 and 6 as well as 1, atlanta I'm forever son
Still be on whatever coat, grindin' blowin' heavy smoke
Him you better tell 'em fo, won't hesitate to let him go
They know I put that green light on them haters
Keep on tryin' me I'll put that beam right on ya tater
(Bow wow wow wow)
You don't wanna see T.I.P he irate
Try to keep in a cage but some how he keep escapin'
That's why I be on vacation, Virgin Islands I be takin'
Private planes out to Spain, now keep on flyin' I ain't fakin'
The money ain't a thing, think I'm lyin' your mistaken
You can find long lines, and all kinds of bitches your way
When we touchdown

[Chorus]

Welcome to the Midwest, yes
Where the Detroit players, ball like you have no idea
The boy is here
Got the whole place lookin' like its candy painted, ain't it
Like we left the kids at home and just let 'em loose with the crayons
Fuck, I just hit a jogger
People lookin' like frogger
They hoppin' out the way whenever they see Marshal's car comin'
The kids painted my windows with black, permanent marker
And left the rest of the car color cover like swirl pops
And I got the bass thumpin' but I'm bound to bump into something
Kids are flyin' through the air lookin' like they're crumpin', the way they're tumbling
I gotta do something
But soon as I hit the carwash, to get the tar off
Then it's right back at it tomorrow
They're like dad, this is in, so get with the trend
This is for the pimps, listenin' to MIMS, nail polish on the rims
And now it's custom chrome, but I gotta go do a show
So go on with your bad self, just have it back to normal when I
Touchdown

[Chorus]

From my arrival, to my departure
I guarantee I put this d-i-c-k in somebody daughter, ey
I still have my way with the ladies across the water
Flew from Paris to Haiti, just some shit that I thought of
Its ironic kind of shit that we buy man
Make us psychotic
Threat to corporate America, then why they runnin' from me
How could they be so ignorant look at what hip hop den done
Its allowed us to run a business, we should of made it our money
Got us out the ghettos, relocated our mommies
I made it all the way here, ain't no way you takin' it from me
So excuse me Oprah honey I'm sorry really I promise
But niggas bitches and hoes do exist I'm just bein' honest
But why am I bein' punished why is you so astonished
Now I ain't got a degree just intelligence and abundance
So you ain't gotta like me I know millions folks that love me
Well u can tell how they yellin' and screamin'
An waitin' for me
When I touchdown





[Chorus]

Overall Meaning

The song "Touchdown" by Eminem featuring T.I. talks about their experiences when they touchdown at different places. The chorus repeats the line "when we touchdown" signifying the different states they have landed in. The first verse raps about the southern states they have visited, and how the people respond to their music. The second verse is more about Eminem's hometown, Detroit, and how the people there respond to him. The final verse talks about the impact of hip hop on society and how it has enabled them to make a better living.


In the chorus, they mention different cities and states such as Alabama, Louisiana, and Mississippi, indicating that they have been actively touring in these areas. In the second verse, Eminem mentions his car being painted by kids using permanent markers while he was away doing a show, hinting at his busy lifestyle. The final verse discusses the impact of hip hop on society, particularly for people who have come from difficult backgrounds, and their ability to make something out of themselves.


Overall, the song "Touchdown" by Eminem and T.I. reflects the two artists' experiences when they fly around the country and make an impact on different audiences. They discuss the heavy bass in their music, their influence on society, and how they have been able to avoid being held back.


Line by Line Meaning

When we touchdown
When we arrive at our destination


In the Midwest we OK
We're doing well in the Midwest


Everybody know them southern boys love that bass
Southern boys are known for their love of bass-heavy music


Atlanta go bananas, Alabama, Louisiana
These states get hyped when we visit


Mississippi tenekeys, every mothafuckin' state
Every state gets excited when we arrive, not just the Southern ones


Go right from the plane to the range
As soon as we land, we go to shooting practice


On the private plane gettin' brain, till we
We're engaging in sexual activity on the private plane until we land


Touchdown, eh ain't no way to keep 'em quiet
When we land, people are excited and can't be silenced


Wit T.I. and Shady baby we bout to insight a riot
With T.I. and Shady, we're about to start a wild party


When we get in town, you know how we getting down
We party hard whenever we're in town


Pull a cling an hop on out, snatch all the freaks then walk on out
We hit on women and take them with us when we leave


I'm livin' what they talkin' bout, shinin' if it dark or not
I'm living up to my reputation and always shining


You barkin' up the wrong tree, I do this shit for zone 3
Don't mess with me, I do this for my hometown


They know I put that green light on them haters
My haters know I'm not to be messed with


Keep on tryin' me I'll put that beam right on ya tater
If you keep provoking me, I'll hurt you


You don't wanna see T.I.P he irate
You don't want to see me angry


Try to keep in a cage but some how he keep escapin'
T.I. tries to stay out of trouble, but somehow always ends up in it


Virgin Islands I be takin'
I often take vacations to the Virgin Islands


Private planes out to Spain, now keep on flyin' I ain't fakin'
I'm not lying about taking private planes to Spain


Think I'm lyin' your mistaken
Don't doubt what I say, I'm telling the truth


When the Detroit players, ball like you have no idea
Detroit players are really good and you have no idea how well they play


The boy is here
I am here and ready to party


Got the whole place lookin' like its candy painted, ain't it
I've made the place look very flashy and bright


Like we left the kids at home and just let 'em loose with the crayons
The place looks so colorful and chaotic, it's like we gave crayons to kids and let them run wild


Fuck, I just hit a jogger
Oh no, I accidentally hit a jogger


People lookin' like frogger
People are jumping out of the way like they do in the video game Frogger


The kids painted my windows with black, permanent marker
The kids drew on my windows with permanent marker


And left the rest of the car color cover like swirl pops
The rest of the car is covered in a colorful pattern like a lollipop


But I gotta go do a show
I have a show to do and can't stay any longer


I guarantee I put this d-i-c-k in somebody daughter
I'm confident I can have sex with someone's daughter


Flew from Paris to Haiti, just some shit that I thought of
I flew from Paris to Haiti on a whim


Threat to corporate America, then why they runnin' from me
If I'm a threat to corporate America, why are they avoiding me?


How could they be so ignorant look at what hip hop den done
They're ignorant for not recognizing the positive impact hip hop has had


Its allowed us to run a business, we should of made it our money
Hip hop has given us the opportunity to make money and start businesses, and we should take advantage of that


Got us out the ghettos, relocated our mommies
Hip hop has helped us move out of poor neighborhoods and take care of our mothers


So excuse me Oprah honey I'm sorry really I promise
Sorry Oprah, I didn't mean to offend you


But niggas bitches and hoes do exist I'm just bein' honest
I'm just being honest when I say these things exist


Why is you so astonished
Why are you so shocked?


Now I ain't got a degree just intelligence and abundance
I may not have a degree, but I have plenty of intelligence


So you ain't gotta like me I know millions folks that love me
It's okay if you don't like me, I have millions of fans who do


Well u can tell how they yellin' and screamin'
You can see how excited my fans are by the way they're yelling and screaming




Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group, Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd., Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Written by: CLIFFORD HARRIS, MARSHALL MATHERS, JEFFREY IRWIN BASS

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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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