We Are Americans
Eminem Lyrics


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There's an intruder, in my house
He cut my phone line, can't dial out
I scream for police, but I doubt
They're gonna hear me, when I shout

A couple of cocktails'll send me to jail
There's a couple of cops hot on my trail
But this time, when I get pulled over
There's a Doberman Pinscher and a pitbull in the seat
These pigs'll get bit foolin with me, quit foolin with me
Bitch, you're gonna see, no pistol in the seat
Why it always gotta be an issue when you're me?
And which you're gonna see in the long run, I'mma be the wrong one
You wanna harass with this limo-tinted glass
Flashin that flashlight on my ass, where was you at
Last night when them assholes, ran up on my grass?
Rapper slash actor, kiss the crack of my cracker slash ass
They took away my right to bear arms
What I'm 'posed to fight with bare palms?
Yeah right, they comin with bombs, I'm comin with flare guns
We as Americans

We as a Americans, us as a citizen
Gotta protect ourselves, look at how shit has been
We better check ourselves, livin up in these streets
Through worse and through better health, survivin by any means
We as Americans, us as a citizen
We are samaritans, what do we get us in
We better check ourselves, look at how shit has been
Take a look where you live, this is America
And we are Americans

I make beaucoup bucks, wearin beaucoup vests
Drama hanging over my head like a voodoo hex
I coulda been next to fly over the cuckoo's nest
With you know who, with an S tatooed to my chest
But I've finessed it, now I've got the industry pissy
Ever since me and Dre split it fifty-fifty on 50
It's funny, we got a buzz spreadin quicker
Than makin paper airplanes out of a twenty, fuck money!
I don't rap for dead presidents; I'd rather see the president *dead*
It's never been said, but I set precedents
And the standards and they can't stand it
My name shoulda been bastard, the shit shoulda been plastered
On my forehead with a stamp, I shoulda been blasted
I shoulda been had a cap put in my ass
But I'm too swift and fast for that, I'm past it
I'm too old to go and cruise Gratiot, fuck that shit
I done seen how fast this rap shit
Can turn into some pap-pap shit, that quick, snap click
But this time they got fuckin auto-ma-tic
Ain't no one gon' test this mon, clack-click!

We as a Americans, us as a citizen
Gotta protect ourselves, look at how shit has been
We better check ourselves, livin up in these streets
Through worse and through better health, survivin by any means
We as Americans, us as a citizen
We are samaritans, what do we get us in
We better check ourselves, look at how shit has been
Take a look where you live, this is America
And we are Americans

(Sh)
I got a secret if you can keep it between us
I tuck two nina's under my jeans either side of my penis
Under my longjohns, under my Sean Johns
When runnin with the long arm of the law I'm long gone
I'mma do five years, no less than that, no questions asked
So it might be a good idea to stop right here
And quit while I'm ahead, already in the red
Already got a steady infrared meant for my head
A target on my back, bigger problems than that
Bin Laden on my ass, he probably gon' send a task
I ain't gon' even ask, they ain't gon' let me pack
They ain't gon' gimme my semi but I got my mac back

We as a Americans, us as a citizen
Gotta protect ourselves, look at how shit has been
We better check ourselves, livin up in these streets
Through worse and through better health, survivin by any means
We as Americans, us as a citizen
We are samaritans, what do we get us in
We better check ourselves, look at how shit has been




Take a look where you live, this is America
And we are Americans

Overall Meaning

"We As Americans" is a song by rapper Eminem, released in 2003. The song addresses various issues relating to American society, race, and politics. Through the lyrics, Eminem talks about a home invasion and how he feels powerless and doubts that the law enforcement will come to his aid. The first verse of the song portrays Eminem's distrust in the government and how he feels like his rights as an American, including his right to bear arms, have been taken away. He reveals his fear of being vulnerable and unprotected in the face of danger.


In the second verse, Eminem talks about his wealth and the drama that comes with it. He highlights how the rap industry is money-driven and how he is the exception, as he raps not for money but for the sake of creating music. Eminem declares his desire to see the president dead, a controversial line that sparked outrage from various political figures at the time of the song's release. The final verse of the song reveals Eminem's secret of carrying concealed weapons in his underwear and that he might go to jail for it. The song ends with Eminem emphasizing the need for Americans to protect themselves and referring to the United States as a place of struggle where one must survive by any means.


Overall, "We As Americans" is a politically charged song that reflects Eminem's frustration with contemporary society, the government, and his personal struggles. It presents the idea that Americans, especially those who are viewed as outcasts or minorities, are in a precarious situation that requires them to be vigilant and fight for their survival.


Line by Line Meaning

There's an intruder, in my house
I am facing a threat to my safety and security as someone has broken into my home without permission.


He cut my phone line, can't dial out
The intruder has intentionally disabled my ability to contact help for fear of being caught.


I scream for police, but I doubt
Despite calling out for law enforcement, I feel uncertain if they will actually arrive in time or hear me.


They're gonna hear me, when I shout
I fear that my cries for help will not be enough to alert the authorities or get their attention.


A couple of cocktails'll send me to jail
As a public figure, any mistake or misbehavior on my part could result in immediate legal consequences and negative public perception.


There's a couple of cops hot on my trail
I am being pursued by law enforcement who are determined to catch me for any wrongdoing.


But this time, when I get pulled over
Despite being no stranger to police encounters, I believe that this particular instance will result in danger and potential harm.


These pigs'll get bit foolin with me, quit foolin with me
I have no qualms with fighting back against the police who are harassing or wrongly accusing me of wrongdoing.


Bitch, you're gonna see, no pistol in the seat
I am not carrying any weapon in my vehicle despite law enforcement's assumption or suspicion.


Why it always gotta be an issue when you're me?
I feel resentful and frustrated that my identity and fame always seem to complicate or exacerbate any situation or encounter I have with others.


And which you're gonna see in the long run, I'mma be the wrong one
If pushed to my limits, I am capable of aggressive or violent behavior that could make others regret provoking or mistreating me.


You wanna harass with this limo-tinted glass
I believe that law enforcement is unfairly targeting me based on assumptions about my wealth and luxury lifestyle.


Flashin that flashlight on my ass, where was you at
I am angry at law enforcement for their invasive tactics and feel unsupported by society or other systems of power.


Last night when them assholes, ran up on my grass?
I have experienced other instances of danger or threat to my safety and feel resentful that law enforcement is not protecting me from these situations.


Rapper slash actor, kiss the crack of my cracker slash ass
I am sarcastically suggesting that due to my white and privileged background, law enforcement treats me unfairly and without just cause.


They took away my right to bear arms
I have lost the ability to carry a weapon for self-defense due to legal consequences or restrictions.


What I'm 'posed to fight with bare palms?
I feel helpless and vulnerable without the ability to protect myself adequately.


Yeah right, they comin with bombs, I'm comin with flare guns
I will not hesitate to fight back against any threat or danger, even if I do not have traditional weapons at my disposal.


I make beaucoup bucks, wearin beaucoup vests
I am very wealthy and can afford to invest in expensive protection through armored vests and similar gear.


Drama hanging over my head like a voodoo hex
I constantly face controversy, criticism, and scrutiny from the public and media.


I coulda been next to fly over the cuckoo's nest
I recognize that my life of privilege and fame could easily lead to mental instability or breakdown.


With you know who, with an S tatooed to my chest
I am referring to Superman and suggesting that if I were to lose control, I could become a dangerous and destructive force.


But I've finessed it, now I've got the industry pissy
Despite these potential concerns, I have ‘outplayed’ the industry and managed to build a career that others may feel resentful or angry about.


Ever since me and Dre split it fifty-fifty on 50
I have experienced significant success and money, particularly after sharing a deal with Dr. Dre that brought fame and wealth.


It's funny, we got a buzz spreadin quicker
My fame and reputation have grown exponentially with the help of social media and other platforms that can quickly spread information around the world.


Than makin paper airplanes out of a twenty, fuck money!
Despite being incredibly wealthy, I do not prioritize or care about money and find more value in my artistic endeavors and public image.


I don't rap for dead presidents; I'd rather see the president *dead*
I do not create music for approval or profit from the government or powerful individuals, and instead use my platform to criticize and challenge those in authority.


It's never been said, but I set precedents
I have created a legacy and impact in the music industry that has not been seen before and has broken barriers or expectations.


And the standards and they can't stand it
My unique and innovative approach to music and performance has made it difficult for others in the industry to catch up or replicate my success.


My name shoulda been bastard, the shit shoulda been plastered
I have experienced significant hardship and rejection in my life, and my public persona reflects this through my aggressive and uncensored image.


On my forehead with a stamp, I shoulda been blasted
I have faced criticism and scrutiny from the public and media that has often felt overwhelming or unbearable.


I shoulda been had a cap put in my ass
I have been lucky to survive numerous dangerous situations and am grateful for my continued existence despite the hardships I have faced.


But I'm too swift and fast for that, I'm past it
I feel confident and empowered by my ability to overcome challenges and obstacles and am motivated to move forward and succeed.


I'm too old to go and cruise Gratiot, fuck that shit
I am no longer interested in participating in reckless or dangerous behavior, such as driving around aimlessly and engaging in illegal activities.


I done seen how fast this rap shit
I have witnessed and experienced the unpredictability and volatility of the rap industry and know how quickly one's fortunes can change.


Can turn into some pap-pap shit, that quick, snap click
Anytime, one's safety or survival can be threatened, and violence can erupt suddenly and unexpectedly.


But this time they got fuckin auto-ma-tic
My safety is currently in danger, as those who wish to harm me now have access to advanced and more dangerous weaponry.


Ain't no one gon' test this mon, clack-click!
I will not hesitate to defend myself against any threat, no matter how powerful or formidable they may seem.


I got a secret if you can keep it between us
I am sharing sensitive or personal information with my audience that would bring me trouble if disclosed publicly.


I tuck two nina's under my jeans either side of my penis
I am carrying two handguns for self-defense, which I have hidden beneath my clothing in a discreet location.


Under my longjohns, under my Sean Johns
I have concealed my firearms in a strategic and covert manner, within layers of clothing designed to obscure their presence.


When runnin with the long arm of the law I'm long gone
I am confident in my ability to evade or avoid law enforcement when necessary and believe that I am someone who cannot be easily caught or subdued.


I'mma do five years, no less than that, no questions asked
I understand that I may face legal consequences and time in jail for the choices and behaviors that I engage in, and am aware that this cannot be avoided.


So it might be a good idea to stop right here
I am cautioning myself and my audience to be careful when engaging in potentially dangerous or illegal activities, to avoid facing greater consequences in the future.


And quit while I'm ahead, already in the red
I suggest that it is often better to cut one's losses and avoid continued risk, rather than continuing to pursue a path of danger or uncertainty.


Already got a steady infrared meant for my head
I have already been targeted by others who wish me harm and must prioritize my personal safety and protection as a result.


A target on my back, bigger problems than that
I am aware of how vulnerable and exposed I am to danger and violence, and know that my fame and notoriety only heighten these risks.


Bin Laden on my ass, he probably gon' send a task
I am humorously comparing my situation to a high-priority target of terrorism, suggesting that I too am at risk of similar threats and attacks.


I ain't gon' even ask, they ain't gon' let me pack
I know that law enforcement will not allow me to carry weapons for self-defense, despite the risks that I face.


They ain't gon' gimme my semi but I got my mac back
Despite these restrictions on my ability to protect myself, I have still managed to acquire firearms and defend myself when necessary.


We as Americans, us as a citizen
I am addressing my fellow Americans and emphasizing our shared sense of identity and belonging in this country.


Gotta protect ourselves, look at how shit has been
I am urging Americans to prioritize their own safety and well-being, as the state of our society and government is often uncertain or unstable.


We better check ourselves, livin up in these streets
I believe that individuals must take personal responsibility and care for themselves in a world that can be dangerous and unpredictable.


Through worse and through better health, survivin by any means
Regardless of the challenges or hardships we may face, it is important to prioritize our own survival and well-being above all else.


We are samaritans, what do we get us in
Despite our desire to do good and help others in need, we are often met with opposition or skepticism from those around us.


Take a look where you live, this is America
I am encouraging Americans to reflect on their own lives and surroundings, recognizing the unique opportunities and challenges that come with living in this country.


And we are Americans
Despite our differences or challenges, we share a collective identity and responsibility as American citizens to care for ourselves and our communities.




Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC
Written by: LUIS RESTO, MARSHALL MATHERS

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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

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