Unaccommodating
Eminem Lyrics


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Oh, this what we doin'? Alright (M.A.)

I like a bitch that like to wobble, wobble
Shake it, shake it, break it, break it
Nigga, we made it, made it, they hate it, hate it
Pro professional, pure persistent, I'm paper chasing
I hate complaining, I hated waiting, I'll pay for patience
But I hate to pay a bill (hate that)
And I made a mil' without a major deal (I made that)
Yeah, her ass fake, but she came for real (she came, uh)
Money ain't a thing, that ain't a thing for real
That's the broke lingo (huh)
And no, ain't nothing Saweetie, this is no Quavo (Migo)
Man, I just get high, let my hoes lay low (ooh)
I just want some face but this is no facial (ooh)
Do right and kill er'body, Drake mode (hello)
Bitch, I'm tryna eat out, take your plate mode (hello)
Disrespect your life and I'm in gang mode (grrr)
You can leave this earth, bitch, I'm in rake mode (huh)
I'm in cake mode (huh), I'm in brave mode, uh
What up Marshall? I'm a martian, I'm in Wayne mode (facts)
Neck wet, big drip, I'm in rain mode (drip, drip, drip)
Eight niggas, eight hittas, take eight souls (brrr)
Collect pesos (huh), and I'm paid, so? (Paid)
Self-made goals (hey)
When the pain leaves (huh)
Where does the pain go? (Where?)
Tip of the Backwood is where the flame goes (there)
To the sky is where my brain goes (wow)
Same pack, same fiend, sellin' the same clothes (wow)
Pinocchio and my pistol, they got the same nose
Me and my niggas gotta eat, we share the same stove (what?)
Case closed, bodies in my lane, bitch, lane closed

Game over, Thanos on you H-Os
On my petty shit but I don't paint toes (yeah)
Get the plunger (plunger) 'cause Marshall and M.A go plum crazy
Call us liquid plumber, 'cause even Dre know (Dre know)
Beat knocks like a beefed up Detox
You're gonna need three SWATs
Or police officers at least to pull me off of it
And I don't stop
Please dawg, I need y'all to keep talking shit
'Cause I feed off of it
I am the complete opposite of these retards
Who spit these weak bars, I'ma leave carnage
Each thought'll be so toxic
It'll block the wind through your esophagus
Stop it, cutting off your oxygen
And I hit them pads like a boxing gym
Better watch for Slim
Better get to popping and when I'm at the top again
I won't topple and I'm giving it to anyone
Who wanna come and get it and I'm not gonna stop
But when they ask me
Is the war finished with MGK? Of course it is
I cleansed him of his mortal sins
I'm God and the Lord forgives
Even the devil worshippers
I'm moving on but you know your scruples are gone
When you're born with Lucifer's horns
And you're from the school of Notorious, Puba, Cube
And The Poor Righteous Teachers tutored my students
Showed them all the blueprint and formula
But it seems like the more they studied my music
The more they remind me of eyeballs
I'm watching my pupils get cornier (uh)
But I'm contemplating yelling, "bombs away," on the game
Like I'm outside of an Ariana Grande concert waiting

Here comes Saddam Hussein, Ayatollah Khomeini
Where's Osama been? I been laden lately
Look at how I'm behaving, they want me gone away
They wanna JonBenet me (fuck you), I'm unaccommodating
Man, I don't see why they hate me
I'm a clown like John Wayne Gacy
They call me Kanye crazy
"APESHIT," Beyonce, Jay-Z
And I'm back with Andre, baby
And the doctor's operating
But he never put no scrubs on from Snoop, K.Dot to Shady

Shady like a shadow or your silhouette, intellect
I better check to see why you feel upset
'Cause I met your bitch on the internet
Now I'm getting head like a Pillow Pet
That bimbo Kim put her lips
All the way around this bone and then blow
Like a dusty cartridge from an old Nintendo
Those were the days but I bet you
I'm never gonna be broke again, no
I don't smoke but I got paper, to be blunt, I'm rolling Indo
And I keep it one comma, zero, zero, zero, zero
Real, real, real, murder, murder, murder, kill, kill, kill
Nickel-plated, twenty two, two, two
Bitch, shut the fuck up 'fore I shoot you too
Ain't shit I won't do just to get a few YouTube views
Run up in a church like pew, pew, pew
'Cause that's what I do, do, do
But, even to the untrained human eye
We ain't the same, you and I
Somebody should have explained to you why
For you to go against me, it's simply insane, you will die (yeah)
That's why they call me Kamikaze, it's plain suicide, yeah
But I know magic and here go my last trick
I'm 'bout to say "Abracadabra" and pull a B Rabbit up out of my hat
I'm about to relapse and I betcha that you won't know how to react
But a look of disgust, I don't doubt it'd be that
As I begin to fuckin' devour the track
And you backpedal that as a cowardly act
Like a Saudi attack when the towers collapse

Here comes Saddam Hussein, Ayatollah Khomeini
Where's Osama been? I been laden lately




Look at how I'm behaving, they want me gone away
They wanna JonBenet me (fuck you), I'm unaccommodating

Overall Meaning

The lyrics in Eminem's "Unaccommodating" exhibit the rapper's signature rapid-fire delivery and controversial subject matter. The song opens with an intro from M.A. and then goes on to talk about Eminem's love for a woman who enjoys dancing provocatively. Eminem talks about his success in the music industry, how he's made money without signing on to a major record label, and his tendency to stay high and let his "hoes" stay low. He then delves into more violent themes, talking about Drake's "kill everyone" mentality and disrespecting lives, referencing his own penchant for violence and revenge.


The chorus in "Unaccommodating" is where Eminem fully leans into controversy, with the line "bodies in my lane, b**ch, lane closed". The song goes on to call out his critics, most notably rappers Machine Gun Kelly and Joe Budden, and discusses his own standing in the hip hop world - he compares himself and collaborator Andre 3000 to doctors treating rap's ills.


Line by Line Meaning

I like a bitch that like to wobble, wobble
I am attracted to women who are confident and enjoy dancing.


Shake it, shake it, break it, break it
Move your body with energy and enthusiasm.


Nigga, we made it, made it, they hate it, hate it
We have achieved success and some people resent us for it.


Pro professional, pure persistent, I'm paper chasing
I am dedicated and focused on making money.


I hate complaining, I hated waiting, I'll pay for patience
I dislike complaining and impatience, and I understand the value of waiting for the right moment.


But I hate to pay a bill (hate that)
However, I strongly dislike having to pay bills.


And I made a mil' without a major deal (I made that)
I have earned a million dollars without relying on a major record deal or label.


Yeah, her ass fake, but she came for real (she came, uh)
Even though her buttocks may be surgically enhanced, she still engaged in sexual activity.


Money ain't a thing, that ain't a thing for real
I have so much money that it holds little significance to me.


That's the broke lingo (huh)
Using money-related terminology that is typically associated with poverty.


And no, ain't nothing Saweetie, this is no Quavo (Migo)
This situation is not romantic or luxurious like the relationship between Saweetie and Quavo from the music group Migos.


Man, I just get high, let my hoes lay low (ooh)
I indulge in drugs and allow the women I am involved with to be discreet.


I just want some face but this is no facial (ooh)
I desire oral sex, but this is not about getting a facial expression of pleasure.


Do right and kill er'body, Drake mode (hello)
When I am successful and doing well, everyone will take notice, similar to Drake's impact in the music industry.


Bitch, I'm tryna eat out, take your plate mode (hello)
I want to succeed and take advantage of opportunities, leaving others with less.


Disrespect your life and I'm in gang mode (grrr)
If you disrespect me or my life, I will retaliate aggressively like a gang member.


You can leave this earth, bitch, I'm in rake mode (huh)
I am prepared to harm or kill you, while you can only leave this world.


I'm in cake mode (huh), I'm in brave mode, uh
I am enjoying wealth and success, as well as embracing a bold and courageous mentality.


What up Marshall? I'm a martian, I'm in Wayne mode (facts)
Hello, Marshall (Eminem)? I feel like an alien and I am channeling Lil Wayne's energy and style.


Neck wet, big drip, I'm in rain mode (drip, drip, drip)
My neck is adorned with expensive jewelry, signifying abundance and success, much like a heavy rainfall.


Eight niggas, eight hittas, take eight souls (brrr)
A team of eight individuals who are ready to harm and potentially kill eight adversaries.


Collect pesos (huh), and I'm paid, so? (Paid)
Earning money and gathering wealth, and what does it matter to me?


Self-made goals (hey)
Setting my own aspirations and achieving them without relying on others.


When the pain leaves (huh)
Once the emotional anguish subsides.


Where does the pain go? (Where?)
Where does the emotional distress disappear to?


Tip of the Backwood is where the flame goes (there)
The lit tip of a Backwood cigar is where the fire resides.


To the sky is where my brain goes (wow)
My thoughts and imagination soar to limitless heights.


Same pack, same fiend, sellin' the same clothes (wow)
Using and selling drugs to the same addicted individuals, wearing the same clothes.


Pinocchio and my pistol, they got the same nose
Comparing the length or shape of Pinocchio's nose to the barrel of my gun.


Me and my niggas gotta eat, we share the same stove (what?)
My friends and I have to survive and make money, so we all use the same cooking equipment.


Case closed, bodies in my lane, bitch, lane closed
The matter is settled, there are casualties in my territory, and no one else can enter.


Game over, Thanos on you H-Os
I have defeated my opponents like Thanos, a powerful character in the Marvel universe, would do.


On my petty shit but I don't paint toes (yeah)
I may engage in small acts of revenge, but I won't waste my time on trivial matters.


Get the plunger (plunger) 'cause Marshall and M.A go plum crazy
Prepare for intense and wild behavior from Marshall (Eminem) and Machine Gun Kelly (M.A).


Call us liquid plumber, 'cause even Dre know (Dre know)
Compare us to a brand of drain cleaner because even Dr. Dre recognizes our ability to unclog problems in the industry.


Beat knocks like a beefed up Detox
The instrumental beats of our songs are powerful and impactful, like an enhanced version of Dr. Dre's unreleased album 'Detox.'


You're gonna need three SWATs
Dealing with our aggression and talent will require a significant police presence.


Or police officers at least to pull me off of it
Even law enforcement would struggle to restrain me and separate me from my intense performance.


And I don't stop
I do not cease my relentless pursuit and dedication to my craft.


Please dawg, I need y'all to keep talking shit
I thrive on the negative comments and criticism from others.


'Cause I feed off of it
The negativity fuels and inspires me to excel.


I am the complete opposite of these retards
I am the complete opposite of the individuals who lack intelligence and talent.


Who spit these weak bars, I'ma leave carnage
Their weak and ineffective lyrics will be overshadowed and destroyed by my superior skills.


Each thought'll be so toxic
Every idea and line I deliver will be poisonous and potent.


It'll block the wind through your esophagus
My words will obstruct your ability to breathe, metaphorically choking you.


Stop it, cutting off your oxygen
I am putting an end to your relevance and impact in the industry.


And I hit them pads like a boxing gym
I deliver my lines with precision and power, like a boxer training on punching bags.


Better watch for Slim
You should be cautious and aware of me, Slim Shady (Eminem).


Better get to popping and when I'm at the top again
You should start producing successful music, because when I reach the peak of my career once more,


I won't topple and I'm giving it to anyone
I will not be defeated or overshadowed, and I will provide competition to anyone who tries to challenge me.


Who wanna come and get it and I'm not gonna stop
Anyone who wants to compete or confront me can try, but my drive and determination will not cease.


But when they ask me
However, when people inquire


Is the war finished with MGK? Of course it is
Has the feud with Machine Gun Kelly come to an end? Yes, it certainly has.


I cleansed him of his mortal sins
I have defeated him and absolved him of his wrongdoings.


I'm God and the Lord forgives
In a metaphorical sense, I hold power and embody forgiveness.


Even the devil worshippers
Even those who worship evil entities or ideals


I'm moving on but you know your scruples are gone
I am progressing and leaving you behind, as your moral principles have disappeared.


When you're born with Lucifer's horns
When you are inherently evil or influenced by devilish desires.


And you're from the school of Notorious, Puba, Cube
You come from the same lineage as iconic rappers like The Notorious B.I.G., Grand Puba, and Ice Cube


And The Poor Righteous Teachers tutored my students
I have learned from influential and knowledgeable artists, like The Poor Righteous Teachers, who have educated me and influenced my work.


Showed them all the blueprint and formula
I have exposed them to the strategies and techniques behind successful rap music.


But it seems like the more they studied my music
However, it appears that the more they analyze and examine my music


The more they remind me of eyeballs
The more I am reminded of the scrutiny and close examination directed towards me.


I'm watching my pupils get cornier (uh)
I observe my fellow artists becoming less original and innovative.


But I'm contemplating yelling, 'bombs away,' on the game
I am considering causing significant disruption and chaos in the music industry.


Like I'm outside of an Ariana Grande concert waiting
Similar to waiting outside of a concert venue to cause harm or destruction, I am prepared to disrupt the game.


Here comes Saddam Hussein, Ayatollah Khomeini
I am likening myself to Saddam Hussein and Ayatollah Khomeini, figures associated with power and infamy.


Where's Osama been? I been laden lately
Just like Osama bin Laden, I have been elusive and hidden, but I have also been on a mission to dominate.


Look at how I'm behaving, they want me gone away
Observe my behavior and actions, as some people desire me to disappear or be defeated.


They wanna JonBenet me (fuck you), I'm unaccommodating
They wish for my demise or downfall, but I am unyielding and uncompromising.


Man, I don't see why they hate me
I fail to comprehend why there is animosity directed towards me.


I'm a clown like John Wayne Gacy
Comparing myself to John Wayne Gacy, a notorious serial killer who disguised himself as a clown.


They call me Kanye crazy
People label me as crazy, resembling the reputation of Kanye West.


"APESHIT," Beyonce, Jay-Z
Referencing the song 'APESHIT' by Beyonce and Jay-Z, showcasing their dominance and influence.


And I'm back with Andre, baby
I have collaborated with Andre 3000 once again, emphasizing my return to prominence.


And the doctor's operating
Dr. Dre is producing and guiding the creative process.


But he never put no scrubs on from Snoop, K.Dot to Shady
Dr. Dre has worked with various legendary artists, including Snoop Dogg, Kendrick Lamar, and Eminem himself, without compromising their authenticity or skill.


Shady like a shadow or your silhouette, intellect
My presence is dark and mysterious, much like a shadow or silhouette, and I possess intelligence and wit.


I better check to see why you feel upset
I should investigate the reason for your dissatisfaction or unease.


'Cause I met your bitch on the internet
Because I encountered your girlfriend online and pursued a romantic or sexual connection with her.


Now I'm getting head like a Pillow Pet
Currently, she is performing oral sex on me, similar to the act of using a Pillow Pet as a headrest.


That bimbo Kim put her lips
That foolish woman named Kim applied her lips


All the way around this bone and then blow
Ingesting the entirety of my erect penis and subsequently exhaling forcefully.


Like a dusty cartridge from an old Nintendo
Similar to the blowing technique used to fix malfunctioning game cartridges in old Nintendo consoles.


Those were the days but I betcha
That was a nostalgic and pleasurable experience, but I guarantee


I'm never gonna be broke again, no
That I will never experience financial hardship again.


I don't smoke but I got paper, to be blunt, I'm rolling Indo
Although I do not smoke marijuana, I possess wealth and resources, symbolized by rolling paper, to live a lavish lifestyle.


And I keep it one comma, zero, zero, zero, zero
I maintain my wealth and financial security with a significant sum, signified by a one followed by multiple zeroes.


Real, real, real, murder, murder, murder, kill, kill, kill
I emphasize the reality and severity of murder through repetition.


Nickel-plated, twenty two, two, two
Referring to a nickel-plated .22 caliber firearm.


Bitch, shut the fuck up 'fore I shoot you too
I demand silence, threatening to harm or kill the person if they continue speaking.


Ain't shit I won't do just to get a few YouTube views
I am willing to go to extreme lengths, even compromising my integrity, to gain attention and popularity on YouTube.


Run up in a church like pew, pew, pew
I would invade a religious establishment, mimicking the sound of gunfire.


'Cause that's what I do, do, do
Because causing chaos and destruction aligns with my nature and behavior.


But, even to the untrained human eye
Even someone lacking knowledge or expertise


We ain't the same, you and I
There is a stark difference between you and me.


Somebody should have explained to you why
Someone should have enlightened you about the reasons behind this distinction.


For you to go against me, it's simply insane, you will die (yeah)
It is utterly irrational for you to oppose me, as the consequence will be your demise.


That's why they call me Kamikaze, it's plain suicide, yeah
This is why I am labeled as Kamikaze, as it is an obvious and deliberate act of self-destruction.


But I know magic and here go my last trick
However, I possess an extraordinary talent or ability, and now I will demonstrate my final act.


I'm 'bout to say "Abracadabra" and pull a B Rabbit up out of my hat
I am about to surprise everyone by resurrecting the character B Rabbit, portrayed by Eminem in the film '8 Mile,' from my metaphorical hat.


I'm about to relapse and I betcha that you won't know how to react
I am going to revert to my past behaviors and habits, and I am confident that you will be at a loss for how to respond.


But a look of disgust, I don't doubt it'd be that
Your expression of disdain and disapproval is a predictable outcome.


As I begin to fuckin' devour the track
As I start to deliver an impressive and captivating performance, completely dominating the beat.


And you backpedal that as a cowardly act
You will retreat or retract your previous statements due to fear or a lack of courage.


Like a Saudi attack when the towers collapse
Similar to a terrorist attack, such as the 9/11 events, where the World Trade Center towers fell.


Here comes Saddam Hussein, Ayatollah Khomeini
Again, comparing myself to Saddam Hussein and Ayatollah Khomeini, figures associated with power and infamy.


Where's Osama been? I been laden lately
Repeating the same lines to emphasize my dominance and impact, much like Osama bin Laden.


Look at how I'm behaving, they want me gone away
Observe my behavior and actions, as some people desire me to disappear or be defeated.


They wanna JonBenet me (fuck you), I'm unaccommodating
They wish for my demise or downfall, but I am unyielding and uncompromising.




Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group, Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Reservoir Media Management, Inc.
Written by: Katorah Marrero, Luis Edgardo Resto, Marshall B. III Mathers, Timothy Murdock Suby

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[Verse 1: Young M.A]
I like a bitch that like to wobble, wobble
Shake it, shake it, break it, break it, uh
Nigga, we made it, made it, they hate it, hate it
Pro professional, pure persistent, I'm paper chasing
I hate complaining, I hated waiting, I'll pay for patience
But I hate to pay a bill (Hate that)
And I made a mil' without a major deal (I made that)
Yeah, her ass fake, but she came for real (She came, uh)
Money ain't a thing, that ain't a thing for real
It's the broke lingo (Huh)
And no, ain't nothing Saweetie, this is no Quavo (Migo)
Man, I just get high, let my hoes lay low (Ooh)
I just want some face but this is no facial (Ooh)
Do right and kill er'body, Drake mode (Hello)
Bitch, I'm tryna eat out, take your plate mode (Hello)
Disrespect that life and I'm in gang mode (Grrr)
You can leave this earth, bitch, I'm in rake mode (Huh)
I'm in cake mode (Huh), I'm in brave mode, uh
What up, Marshall? I'm a martian, I'm in Wayne mode (Facts)
Neck wet, big drip, I'm in rain mode (Drip, drip, drip)
Eight niggas, eight hittas, take eight souls (Brrr)
Collect pesos (Huh), and I'm paid, so? (Paid)
Self-made goals (Hey)
When the pain leaves (Huh)
Where does the pain go? (Where?)
Tip of the backwood is where the flame goes (There)
To the sky is where my brain goes (Wow)
Same pack, same fiend, sellin' the same clothes (Wow)
Pinocchio and my pistol, they got the same nose
Me and my niggas gotta eat, we share the same stove (What?)
Case closed, bodies in my lane, bitch, lane closed
[Verse 2: Eminem]
Game over, Thanos on you H-O's
On my petty shit but I don't paint toes (Yeah)
Get the plunger (Plunger) 'cause Marshall and M.A go plum crazy
Call us liquid plumber, 'cause even Dre know (Dre know)
Beat knocks like a beefed up Detox
You're gonna need three squads of police officers at least to come pull me off of it and I don't stop
Please, dawg, I need y'all to keep talking shit 'cause I feed off of it
I am the complete opposite of these retards who spit these weak bars, I'ma leave carnage
Each thought'll be so toxic, it'll block the wind through your esophagus
Stop it, cutting off your oxygen
And I hit them pads like a boxing gym
Better watch for Slim, better get to popping and when I'm at the top again
I won't topple, I'm giving it to anyone who wanna come and get it and I'm not gonna stop
But when they ask me is the war finished with MGK? Of course it is
I cleansed him of his mortal sins, I'm God and the Lord forgives even the devil worshippers
I'm moving on but you know your scruples are gone when you're born with Lucifer's horns
And you're from the school of Notorious, Puba, Cube and The Poor Righteous Teachers tutored my students
Showed them all the blueprint and formula
But it seems like the more they studied my music, the more they remind me of eyeballs
I'm watching my pupils get cornier (Uh)
But I'm contemplating yelling "Bombs away" on the game
Like I'm outside of an Ariana Grande concert waiting

[Chorus: Eminem]
They call me Saddam Hussein, Ayatollah Khomeini
Where's Osama been? I been laden lately
Look at how I'm behaving, they want me gone away
They wanna JonBenét me (Fuck you), I'm unaccommodating
[Verse 3: Eminem]
Man, I don't see why they hate me (Huh?)
I'm a clown like John Wayne Gacy (What?)
They call me Kanye crazy (Yah)
APESHIT, Beyonce, Jay-Z (Woo)
And I'm back with Andre, baby (Yeah)
And the doctor's operating (What?)
But he never put no scrubs on from Snoop, K. Dot to Shady
Shady like a shadow or your silhouette, intellect, I better check to see why you feel upset
'Cause I met your bitch on the internet now I'm getting head like a Pillow Pet
That bimbo can put her lips all the way around this bone and then blow
Like a dusty cartridge from an old Nintendo
Those were the days but I bet you, I'm never gonna be broke again, no
I don't smoke but I got paper, to be blunt, I'm rolling Indo
And I keep it one comma, zero, zero, zero, zero
Real, real, real, murder, murder, murder, kill, kill, kill
Nickel-plated, twenty two, two, two
Bitch, shut the fuck up 'fore I shoot you too
Ain't shit I won't do just to get a few YouTube views
Run up in a church like pew, pew, pew
'Cause that's what I do, do, do
But, even to the untrained human eye
We ain't the same, you and I
Somebody should have explained to you why
For you to go against me, it's simply insane, you will die (Yeah)
That's why they call me Kamikaze, it's plain suicide, yeah
But I know magic and here go my last trick
I'm 'bout to say "Abracadabra" and pull a B Rabbit up out of my hat
I'm about to relapse and I betcha that you won't know how to react
But a look of disgust, I don't doubt it'd be that
As I begin to fuckin' devour the track
And you backpedal, that is a cowardly act
Like a Saudi attack when the towers collapsed
[Chorus: Eminem]
They call me Saddam Hussein, Ayatollah Khomeini
Where's Osama been? I been laden lately
Look at how I'm behaving, they want me gone away
They wanna JonBenét me (Fuck you), I'm unaccommodating



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@yeon723

eminem was popular when I was 15, now I'm 35 and he's still popular. makes me super proud of the guy

@CT4Pres

You 35 and yo name Troll damn your life must have been fucked up what a loser

@yeon723

@javi. who hurt you man? lol

@gf1x119

@javi. you shit in your cereal this morning?

@charliefi3615

Ain't no body proud of you though!

@charliefi3615

@TROLL yeah? You sleeping nice and cozy huh?

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@bar4bar23

His wordplay, metaphors, punches, and diverse flows are just syncopated genius with any beat

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@anthonyr5763

Yeah right 😂😂😂 he got WASHED BY YOUNG MA on his own track.

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