Untitled
Eminem Lyrics


Jump to: Overall Meaning ↴  Line by Line Meaning ↴

(You don't own me)
Nah, man, not quite finished yet
(I'm not just one of your many toys)
Haha, woo

Girl, I think you just might've tried to pull a motherfuckin' fast one, I'm mad
You just hurt my goddamn feeling and that was the last one I had
Does this look like an arcade? Tryna play games? See this saw blade?
See this silhouette of a stalker in your walkway?
Better cooperate or get sautéed and rotisseried while you're hog-tied
MC's get so quiet you can hear a motherfuckin' dog whistle when I walk by
Colt Seavers on a mule, stuntin' on that ass like the fuckin' Fall Guy
I don't gas my Mercedes after midnight, I treat it like a Mogwai
'Cause it will turn into a Gremlin and run over kids, women, and men
Vrin-vrin, motor so big, you can fit a midget in his engine
Bitch, give me them digits, why you cringin'?
Not by the hair on my chinny-chin-chin
Will I spend-spend even ten cents on you, since when
Do you think it's gonna cost me a pretty penny? Shit, if I think a penny's pretty
Just imagine how beautiful a quarter is to me, eenie-meenie-miney-mo
Catch an Eskimo by his toe while he's tryna roll a snowball (you don't own me)
But don't make him lose his cool, if he hollers, better let him go, y'all

'Cause (you don't own me)
Now here we go, go, go

Get up, baby, get a move on like a U-Haul
You can rack your brain like pool balls
You won't ever think of this shit, yeah, honey, you called?
Well, here I come, Havoc on the beat, I wreak it
Evil, I see, hear, and speak it
Lady, put your money on Shady, fuck that other weak shit
Put your eggs in the same basket
You can count every motherfuckin' chicken 'fore it hatches
'Cause you can bet your ass that we gon' get it crackin'
Like the Kraken and Titans when they're clashin'
Get your brains bashed in so bad, you're gonna have Kurt Cobain askin'
To autograph a bloodstained napkin
Unfashionable, and 'bout as rational as a rash on a fag's asshole
Now let's take that line, run it up the flagpole
With Elton, see if he's cool with it
Don't stand there and look stupid at me
Bitch, I ain't in the mood for this shit
Get my dick, Google it 'til it pops up
Y'all are so motherfuckin' full of shit that you stopped up
Me, I'm always shittin' diarrhea of the mouth
'Til your speakers crap out, huh, what?
Girl, you got a hot butt like a lit cigarette (chig-chigga-ret-ret)
But you won't get a hot fudge sundae from me
So do not strut my way, slut, because

(You don't own me)
Now here we go, go, go

And now that I got your panties in a bunch and your bowels in an uproar
I'ma show you why I came, so you stop askin' me what the fuck for
Now look you little slut, cunt, whore, I know you want more
Bitch, it's time to put the math back into Mathers
'Cause I'm a fuckin' (problem), run, boy
Every flow, got it mastered so every last word that you fuckin' fags heard
Comes straight from the fish's ass, yeah, in other words, I'm a bass-turd
Lookin' at me like I killed Kenny, gas in the tank, yeah, still plenty
No morals are instilled in me, so remorse, I really don't feel any
Eat your heart out, Hannibal, understandable why you're jealous
Fuck an animal, I got cannibal magnetism, can't resist him now, can you, ho?
"Shady, I don't understand your flow"
Understand my flow? Bitch, I flow like Troy Polamalu's hair, boy
Don't you dare try to follow or compare, boy
I'm raw, you ain't even medium-rare, stay the fuck outta my hair, boy
You can look, you can stare, point, but you can't touch, I'm too (clairvoyant)
I don't get it, man, is there a void? All this weak shit, what am I, steroids?
Well, bitch, I'm back with some shit for that ass and your trunk, elephant (hemorrhoids)
And remember, boys

(You don't own me)
Now here we go, go, go

Thank you for coming out
Hope you enjoyed the show




'Til next time
Haha, peace

Overall Meaning

The lyrics of Eminem's song "Untitled" speak of his frustration with a girl who he feels has been playing games with his emotions. He is angry and hurt, and he takes it out through his lyrics, threatening her with violence if she doesn't cooperate. He talks about his cars, his money, and his skills as a rapper, reminding her that she doesn't own him and that he won't spend a cent on her since she's not worthy of his investment. He further emphasizes his supremacy by asserting that his "diarrhea of the mouth" is so powerful that it can make the listener's speakers crap out. In the final verse, Eminem delivers a warning about coming back with more songs that are stronger and more powerful than before.


Overall, the song emphasizes Eminem's dominance as a rapper while also highlighting his insecurity and hurt feelings. He uses aggressive language to assert his power, but it is clear that he is also reacting from a place of emotional pain.


Line by Line Meaning

(You don't own me)
I am not under your control


Nah, man, not quite finished yet
I am not done speaking yet


(I'm not just one of your many toys)
I am not something you can play with and discard


Girl, I think you just might've tried to pull a motherfuckin' fast one, I'm mad
You tried to deceive me, and I'm angry


You just hurt my goddamn feeling and that was the last one I had
You hurt me, and I am at my breaking point


Does this look like an arcade? Tryna play games? See this saw blade?
I am not here to play games with you, and I am dangerous when provoked


See this silhouette of a stalker in your walkway?
I am watching you


Better cooperate or get sautéed and rotisseried while you're hog-tied
Do as I say, or suffer the consequences


MC's get so quiet you can hear a motherfuckin' dog whistle when I walk by
Other rappers are intimidated by me


Colt Seavers on a mule, stuntin' on that ass like the fuckin' Fall Guy
I am a skilled and successful performer


I don't gas my Mercedes after midnight, I treat it like a Mogwai
I take care of my possessions to prevent them from causing harm


'Cause it will turn into a Gremlin and run over kids, women, and men
My car has the potential to cause destruction


Vrin-vrin, motor so big, you can fit a midget in his engine
My car has a powerful engine


Bitch, give me them digits, why you cringin'?
Give me your phone number, and don't be scared to do so


Not by the hair on my chinny-chin-chin
I will not be swayed


Will I spend-spend even ten cents on you, since when
I will not waste my money on you


Do you think it's gonna cost me a pretty penny? Shit, if I think a penny's pretty
I am not willing to spend anything on you because you are not worth it


Just imagine how beautiful a quarter is to me, eenie-meenie-miney-mo
I love money and value it highly


Catch an Eskimo by his toe while he's tryna roll a snowball (you don't own me)
I am unpredictable and can do whatever I want


But don't make him lose his cool, if he hollers, better let him go, y'all
Don't provoke me to the point where I become hostile


Now here we go, go, go
Let's get started


Get up, baby, get a move on like a U-Haul
Move quickly like a U-Haul truck


You can rack your brain like pool balls
You can try to figure it out, but it won't help you


You won't ever think of this shit, yeah, honey, you called?
You won't be able to anticipate what I am about to do, even though you asked for it


Well, here I come, Havoc on the beat, I wreak it
I am about to cause chaos with my rap


Evil, I see, hear, and speak it
I am unafraid of evil


Lady, put your money on Shady, fuck that other weak shit
Invest in me, because I am better than the others


Put your eggs in the same basket
Take a chance and bet on me


You can count every motherfuckin' chicken 'fore it hatches
Don't count your chickens before they are hatched


'Cause you can bet your ass that we gon' get it crackin'
We are going to make things happen


Like the Kraken and Titans when they're clashin'
We are going to have a colossal battle


Get your brains bashed in so bad, you're gonna have Kurt Cobain askin'
You are going to be beaten so badly, it will be as if Kurt Cobain is haunting you


To autograph a bloodstained napkin
He will autograph something that has blood on it


Unfashionable, and 'bout as rational as a rash on a fag's asshole
I am unsophisticated and illogical


Now let's take that line, run it up the flagpole
Let's see what people think of that line


With Elton, see if he's cool with it
Let's see if Elton John approves of that line


Don't stand there and look stupid at me
Don't be foolish


Bitch, I ain't in the mood for this shit
I am not in the mood for this nonsense


Get my dick, Google it 'til it pops up
Search for me until you find me


Y'all are so motherfuckin' full of shit that you stopped up
You are all full of lies


Me, I'm always shittin' diarrhea of the mouth
I am always speaking my mind, even when it's not appropriate


'Til your speakers crap out, huh, what?
Until your speakers stop working, you will keep hearing me


Girl, you got a hot butt like a lit cigarette (chig-chigga-ret-ret)
You have an attractive body


But you won't get a hot fudge sundae from me
You can't have everything you want from me


So do not strut my way, slut, because
Don't come up to me and act alluring


And now that I got your panties in a bunch and your bowels in an uproar
I have made you upset and uncomfortable


I'ma show you why I came, so you stop askin' me what the fuck for
I am here to prove myself, so stop questioning me


Now look you little slut, cunt, whore, I know you want more
You want to see more of me, even though you insulted me earlier


Bitch, it's time to put the math back into Mathers
It's time for me to show off my intelligence


'Cause I'm a fuckin' (problem), run, boy
I am a troublemaker, so be afraid


Every flow, got it mastered so every last word that you fuckin' fags heard
I am skilled at rapping, and every word is perfectly executed


Comes straight from the fish's ass, yeah, in other words, I'm a bass-turd
My words are not pleasant, but they are effective


Lookin' at me like I killed Kenny, gas in the tank, yeah, still plenty
Despite what you think of me, I am still going strong


No morals are instilled in me, so remorse, I really don't feel any
I don't have a conscience, so I don't feel bad for my actions


Eat your heart out, Hannibal, understandable why you're jealous
I am doing something that others want to do, but they can't


Fuck an animal, I got cannibal magnetism, can't resist him now, can you, ho?
I have a magnetic personality that draws people to me


"Shady, I don't understand your flow"
My style of rapping is hard to follow


Understand my flow? Bitch, I flow like Troy Polamalu's hair, boy
My rapping is as wild and untamed as Troy Polamalu's hair


Don't you dare try to follow or compare, boy
Don't attempt to copy me or claim to be like me


I'm raw, you ain't even medium-rare, stay the fuck outta my hair, boy
I am one-of-a-kind; don't try to imitate me or bother me


You can look, you can stare, point, but you can't touch, I'm too (clairvoyant)
You can look at me, but you can't interact with me because I am unpredictable


I don't get it, man, is there a void? All this weak shit, what am I, steroids?
I don't understand why people don't appreciate my unique style; is it because I am too powerful for them?


Well, bitch, I'm back with some shit for that ass and your trunk, elephant (hemorrhoids)
I am back to make an impact and leave a mark


And remember, boys
Don't forget


Thank you for coming out
Thanks for being here


Hope you enjoyed the show
I hope you had a good time


'Til next time
See you later


Haha, peace
Goodbye, I'm leaving in peace




Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group, Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd., Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Written by: Marshall Mathers, Kejuan Waliek Muchita, Michael Lewis Crawford, John Madara, David Ernest White

Lyrics Licensed & Provided by LyricFind
To comment on or correct specific content, highlight it

Genre not found
Artist not found
Album not found
Song not found
Comments from YouTube:

@MattTheStan

One of the most under rated songs by Em

@apapz3245

Eh

@jaketalmonti8032

Exactly to me this is his best song

@akilbalgo1497

Track 1 snd the this track is f.in epic..i can listen this entire album without nexting a single song

@JosephYeng

Cadence and flow is insane. The real one 'n the G.O.A.T

@gazwild438

“Unfashionable” line is the most genius thing ever

@Krazyk408

That's why the is the GOAT if rapping today

@MattTheStan

Just incredible. Wouldn't get away with saying that now lol

@bViiiRaL

@@MattTheStan it’s Eminem he can get away with anything, mostly

@gazwild438

@@MattTheStan too right, every time I have a bad day, I listen to this one line. Genius

More Comments

More Versions