We Ain't
Eminem Lyrics


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Ladies and gentleman
You are now about to witness the strength
Of Aftermath straight out the mothafuckin streets of Compton
Put your hands together for Game bitch
Hahahaha
Yeah mothafuckas
Compton's back on the mothafuckin map
Aftermath in that ass bitch
Game let's go

Me and Marshall ain't start shit they listen to our shit
They talk shit about us but that shit is foul when
I'm tryna feed my son and drop multi-platinum albums
Make my mother proud that her son made it out
But its hard when they hate us and think 'Em a racist
They say shit but fuck them
Shady one of the greatest like Biggie n' Pac was
We saw the throne was empty and decided to chase it
Me, him and 50 racin' this rap shit is basic I followed that Jay shit
Thinkin what I wanna say, step in the booth in one take and
How could I not sell a million when I'm rappin' on Dre hits
Then spit that classical LA, NWA shit
The media is bullshit now we can't even say bitch
They accusin Michael of touchin kids in the wrong places
At first they embraced him, had a couple of face lifts
Now people wanna place him with murderers and rapists
They comin' I can taste this swear to God I ain't racin'
Put the clip in and wast 'em before I go out on that fake shit
I'm so sick and tired this black shit this white shit
So I sit here and write shit, Em they ain't gon' like this

So they callin us
We ain't goin no where so fuck you
We ain't goin no where so fuck you
This day the game won't ever be the same
Things just ain't the same for gangstas
The game just isn't the same its changing
To new Game
You're now about to witness the power

Only Dre can, judge me for the mistakes I'm making
If I'm faking, I'm Clay Aiken
You ain't 50 and you ain't Game, you lame, you're tame
Bitch you're mild sauce, you ain't ready to make that flame switch
You'll end up in the same situation, same shit
Different day, just with different gangstas in your face
Which- way do you wanna face when your brains hit pavement
Think of what you'll say to Pastor Mase and save it
For the day that they got them affidavits waving in my face
Looking for answers, rap sensation Eminem battles to ward off accusations
That he had somebody blasted
The Mask of Jason was found at the scene of the task with masking tape
And the victim's penis up his ass, a basket case
And they ask him to clean up his act, you bastards wasting too much time
Me no kiss ass, and if that's the case, then we ain't going

So they callin us
We ain't goin no where so fuck you
We ain't goin no where so fuck you
This day the game won't ever be the same
Things just ain't the same for gangstas
The game just isn't the same its changing
To new Game
You're now about to witness the power

Low get Dre on the phone quick
Tell him Em' just killed me on my own shit
I'm walking through 8 mile, startin' to get home sick
I'mma do Shady numbers, I'm ridin' my own dick
Yeah the chrome sick, the window's tinted
If Eminem is anybody armor under the Pendleton
These niggas is killing it take a minute to listen
Turn down my Jimi Hendrix, I'll throw your demo out the window
For tellin me its hot when its not and you got what you got
From them rocks on the block, you can stop tellin Dre you got shot
With a Glock that don't phase me
I'm crazy why the fuck you think I'm rhyming with Shady ?
I don't care if the radio don't play me
I say what I say when I feel like I'm feelin today
And get hard when these bitches see my car in the streets
I can't even take my son to cop them G-Unit sneaks

So I'm gone bitch

So they callin us
We ain't goin no where so fuck you
We ain't goin no where so fuck you
This day the game won't ever be the same
Things just ain't the same for gangstas
The game just isn't the same its changing




To new Game
You're now about to witness the power

Overall Meaning

The song “We Ain’t” by Eminem featuring The Game is a powerful collaboration that pays tribute to their success and fame while also taking aim at their haters, the media, and the current state of the music industry. The lyrics refer to both rappers' hardships and challenges in the music industry, including personal attacks, criticisms of their music, and media scrutiny. They also discuss their commitment to their craft, their love for their respective hometowns, and their willingness to fight to protect their legacies.


The first few lines of the song introduce The Game as a strong representation of Compton and Eminem as one of the greatest rappers of all time. They also make it clear that they are not going anywhere, regardless of the negativity and hate they encounter. The following lines describe the difficulty of staying true to oneself in the music industry, with references to the pressure to make platinum albums and the accusations of racism against Eminem.


The lyrics in the third verse take aim at the media and how they sensationalize stories and turn public opinion against people like Michael Jackson. The song ends with The Game declaring that nothing will make them back down, no matter what anybody says.


Overall, “We Ain’t” is a powerful statement of defiance from two of the most successful rappers of their generation, and a testament to the struggles they have overcome to get where they are today.


Line by Line Meaning

Ladies and gentleman
Attention everyone


You are now about to witness the strength
You are going to see how strong we are


Of Aftermath straight out the mothafuckin streets of Compton
Aftermath comes from the tough streets of Compton


Put your hands together for Game bitch
Applaud for the Game


Me and Marshall ain't start shit they listen to our shit
We didn't start anything, people just listen to and talk about our music


They talk shit about us but that shit is foul when
They say negative things about us, but it's not right when


I'm tryna feed my son and drop multi-platinum albums
I'm trying to provide for my child and be successful with albums that go multi-platinum


Make my mother proud that her son made it out
I want to make my mother proud that I escaped my rough upbringing


But its hard when they hate us and think 'Em a racist
It's challenging when people dislike us and view Eminem as a racist


They say shit but fuck them
They say negative things, but we don't care


Shady one of the greatest like Biggie n' Pac was
Eminem is a great artist like Biggie and Pac were


We saw the throne was empty and decided to chase it
We noticed the top spot in music was open and worked to achieve it


Me, him and 50 racin' this rap shit is basic I followed that Jay shit
The three of us are competing, and the formula for success in rap music is simple. I followed Jay-Z who is a successful rapper.


Thinkin what I wanna say, step in the booth in one take and
I contemplate what I want to say, then go into the recording booth and do it in one try


How could I not sell a million when I'm rappin' on Dre hits
It's easy to sell a million records when I'm rapping on beats produced by Dr. Dre


Then spit that classical LA, NWA shit
I then rap in the classic LA style of NWA


The media is bullshit now we can't even say bitch
The media is unreliable and now we can't even use certain language


They accusin Michael of touchin kids in the wrong places
They are accusing Michael Jackson of sexually assaulting children


At first they embraced him, had a couple of face lifts
Initially they accepted and supported Michael, but he has since changed his appearance through surgery


Now people wanna place him with murderers and rapists
Now people associate Michael Jackson with killers and attackers


They comin' I can taste this swear to God I ain't racin'
They are coming for us, and I can sense it. I promise that I am not running away


Put the clip in and wast 'em before I go out on that fake shit
Load my gun and shoot them before I'm caught in a fake situation or lose my credibility


I'm so sick and tired of this black shit this white shit
I'm exhausted from dealing with racism and racial tension


So I sit here and write shit, Em they ain't gon' like this
So I write these lyrics that some people won't appreciate


So they callin us
They are trying to get our attention


We ain't goin no where so fuck you
We aren't leaving, so don't bother us


This day the game won't ever be the same
Today, the music industry is forever changed


Things just ain't the same for gangstas
The life of a gangster has changed


The game just isn't the same its changing
The music industry has evolved and is different now


To new Game
To the newer version of the Game as an artist


You're now about to witness the power
Now you will see the strength and skill of our music


Only Dre can, judge me for the mistakes I'm making
Only Dr. Dre can criticize me for my errors


If I'm faking, I'm Clay Aiken
If I'm not authentic, then I'm like the singer Clay Aiken


You ain't 50 and you ain't Game, you lame, you're tame
You aren't like 50 Cent and the Game, you are weak


Bitch you're mild sauce, you ain't ready to make that flame switch
You're like mild sauce, not capable of making a powerful change


You'll end up in the same situation, same shit
You'll end up in the same problems and struggles


Different day, just with different gangstas in your face
Every day is the same, just with new enemies to confront


Which- way do you wanna face when your brains hit pavement
Which direction do you want your face to be when you're killed and your head hits the pavement?


Think of what you'll say to Pastor Mase and save it
Imagine what you'll say to the pastor when you die and save that thought


For the day that they got them affidavits waving in my face
For the day that they present legal documents in my face as proof against me


Looking for answers, rap sensation Eminem battles to ward off accusations
Eminem struggles to fend off accusations and find answers


That he had somebody blasted
That he had someone killed


The Mask of Jason was found at the scene of the task with masking tape
A Jason mask and masking tape were found at the location of the crime


And the victim's penis up his ass, a basket case
The victim had a penis in his anus and was mentally unstable


And they ask him to clean up his act, you bastards wasting too much time
People ask him to improve his behavior, but they are wasting their time


Me no kiss ass, and if that's the case, then we ain't going
I don't flatter others and if that's the requirement, then we aren't going to change.


Low get Dre on the phone quick
Quick, get Dr. Dre on the phone


Tell him Em' just killed me on my own shit
Tell him Eminem outdid me on my own song


I'm walking through 8 mile, startin' to get home sick
I'm walking through 8 Mile and beginning to miss home


I'mma do Shady numbers, I'm ridin' my own dick
I'm going to have the same success as Eminem and I'm confident in my own abilities


Yeah the chrome sick, the window's tinted
My car has chrome and the windows are tinted.


If Eminem is anybody armor under the Pendleton
If anyone has protection, it's Eminem


These niggas is killing it take a minute to listen
These people are doing well in the industry, so stop and listen to them


Turn down my Jimi Hendrix, I'll throw your demo out the window
If you don't turn down Jimi Hendrix, I'll throw your music demo out the window


For tellin me its hot when its not and you got what you got
Don't tell me your music is good when it's not and you only achieved what you did through illicit means


From them rocks on the block, you can stop tellin Dre you got shot
You don't need to tell Dr. Dre that you were shot because you weren't


I don't care if the radio don't play me
I'm not bothered if the radio doesn't play my music


I say what I say when I feel like I'm feelin today
I say what's on my mind at the moment I feel it


And get hard when these bitches see my car in the streets
I become more confident when women notice my car on the street


I can't even take my son to cop them G-Unit sneaks
I can't even take my son to buy G-Unit sneakers without being bothered


This day the game won't ever be the same
Today, the music industry is forever changed


Things just ain't the same for gangstas
The life of a gangster has changed


The game just isn't the same its changing
The music industry has evolved and is different now


To new Game
To the newer version of the Game as an artist


You're now about to witness the power
Now you will see the strength and skill of our music




Lyrics © Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd., Warner/Chappell Music, Inc., Universal Music Publishing Group, DEL-FUNKBOY-MUSIC
Written by: ANDRE YOUNG, MARSHALL MATHERS, RUFUS COOPER, KATARI COX, CURTIS JACKSON, TUPAC SHAKUR, HENRY GARCIA, LUIS EDGARDO RESTO, MICHAEL ELIZONDO, DELRAY M RICHARDSON, MALCOLM GREENIDGE, AUTHOR UNKNOWN COMPOSER

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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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