Love Me
Eminem / Obie Trice Lyrics


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Niggas, I'm still grinding (yeah), I still hearing those sirens
I'm still getting chased by those lights
Only the light's lime, and my mic's on
And my time is none, because I'm writing more
And I ain't here to meet a soul in this business
I’m here to eat, speak, until these hoes feel this (for sure)
And I can’t let y'all derail me, man
I got Young Kobie homey, you gotta let go of Obie
Cause Obie be back, (going nowhere, man) we got them craps going on
And that yac going on, soon as a nigga touch down, back from touring
It's whatever, put that on the cheddar, man
But in the meantime, it's Jimmy Iovine time
Chase cheese, rhyme 'til my voice give out
This is it my niggas, this what we boast about
Now I'm here, so shut your motherfucking mouth, and show me love, bitch

I just wanna love ya
For the rest of my life (I don't love you, bitch)
I wanna hold you in the mornin'
Hold you through the night
I just wanna love ya
For the rest of my life
I wanna hold you in the mornin'
Hold you through the night

Right we wanna love alcohol
We wanna love guns, we wanna love money
We don't love no bitches, though

There's a certain mystique when I speak, that you notice
Cause that's sort of unique cause you know it's me
My poetry's deep, and I'm Stillmatic, the way I flow to this beat
You can't sit still, it's like trying to smoke crack and go to sleep
I'm strapped, it's known any minute I could snap
I'm the equivalent of what would happen if Bush rapped
I bully these rappers so bad lyrically
It ain't even funny, I ain't even hungry, it ain't even money
You can't pay me enough for you to play me
It's cockamanie you just ain't zany enough to rock with Shady
My noodle is cock-a-doodle, my clock's coo-coo
I got screws loose, yea the whole kit and caboodle, I'm just brutal
It's no rumor, I'm numero uno, assume it
There's no humor in it no more, you know
I'm rolling with a swollen bowling ball in my bag
You need a fag to come and tear a new hole in my ass, you better love me, bitch

I just wanna love ya
For the rest of my life
I wanna hold you in the mornin'
Hold you through the night (and all the bitches say)
I just wanna love ya
For the rest of my life
I wanna hold you in the mornin'
Hold you through the night

My buzz is crazy in the hood, they holla my name
If it ain't about the flow, it's 'bout the stones and the chain
If I was you, I'd love me too, I roll like a boss
Nine eleven Porsche same color as cranberry sauce
I ain't gon' front, I thought R. Kelly was the shit
Let me find out he fucking 'round with Bow Wow bitch
Niggas eating popcorn right, rewinding the tape
Now shorty mama in precinct, hollering rape
I'm convinced, man, something really wrong with these ho's
I thought Lil' Kim was hot, 'til she start fucking with her nose
I used to listen to Lauryn Hill, and tap my feet
Then the bitch put out a CD and didn't have no beats
That boy D'Angelo, he determined not to fail
That nigga went butt-ass, for his record to sell
My back shots 'll help Ashanti hit them high notes
And Big been taught Charli B'More to deep throat (yea)

I just wanna love ya
For the rest of my life
I wanna hold you in the mornin'
Hold you through the night (and all the bitches say)
I just wanna love ya
For the rest of my life
I wanna hold you in the mornin'
Hold you through the night

I love the burners




The money, the bunnies, I just wanna hold ya
I just wanna love ya

Overall Meaning

The song "Love Me" by Eminem, Obie Trice, and 50 Cent is a tribute to their love for the hustling lifestyle. They express their passion for guns, money, and women, but also their determination to continue grinding in their music career. Eminem raps about his unique style and the way he flows to the beat, making it impossible to sit still. He tells listeners that he is willing to do anything to succeed in the industry, even if it means being ruthless. The chorus of the song, featuring the line "I just wanna love ya for the rest of my life," is a sarcastic response to those who believe that they are only motivated by money.


Through their lyrics, the rappers show their disgust with certain aspects of the industry, such as the behavior of some women and the lack of originality in some artists. They also pay tribute to fellow musicians they admire, including R. Kelly, Lil' Kim, and Lauryn Hill. The three rappers come together to create a song that is a combination of their unique styles and passion for music.


Line by Line Meaning

Niggas, I'm still grinding (yeah), I still hearing those sirens
I am still working hard and making music despite being constantly reminded of the dangers and risks associated with this lifestyle.


I'm still getting chased by those lights
I'm still being pursued by the police and the media for my actions and my reputation.


Only the light's lime, and my mic's on
The only bright spot is when I am performing, and I am focused on making great music.


And my time is none, because I'm writing more
I have little time for anything else because I am constantly writing and creating new music.


And I ain't here to meet a soul in this business
I am not in the music business to make friends or socialize, only to make great music.


I’m here to eat, speak, until these hoes feel this (for sure)
I am here to be successful, to speak my truth through my music, and to prove myself to anyone who doubts me.


And I can’t let y'all derail me, man
I cannot let any obstacles or negative influences get in the way of my success.


I got Young Kobie homey, you gotta let go of Obie
I have to focus on my own career and success, and let go of any distractions or people who may be holding me back.


Cause Obie be back, (going nowhere, man) we got them craps going on
Obie Trice is still pursuing his own career, and we have other projects and businesses going on together.


And that yac going on, soon as a nigga touch down, back from touring
As soon as I come back from a tour, I am ready to party and drink alcohol.


It's whatever, put that on the cheddar, man
Whatever I want to do or buy, I can because I have enough money to afford it.


But in the meantime, it's Jimmy Iovine time
For now, I am focused on working with Jimmy Iovine, the record executive who signed me, to make the best music possible.


Chase cheese, rhyme 'til my voice give out
I am constantly chasing success and making music until I am no longer physically able to do so.


This is it my niggas, this what we boast about
This is the moment we have been working for, and what we have always dreamed of and talked about.


Now I'm here, so shut your motherfucking mouth, and show me love, bitch
I have reached a level of success that no one can deny, and anyone who doubted me or spoke negatively about me should now show me respect and admiration.


Right we wanna love alcohol
We enjoy drinking alcohol and partying.


We wanna love guns, we wanna love money
We also enjoy having and using firearms and making a lot of money.


We don't love no bitches, though
We do not have any real feelings of love or loyalty towards women, only towards ourselves and our own desires.


There's a certain mystique when I speak, that you notice
There is something compelling and intriguing about the way I talk and present myself that catches people's attention.


Cause that's sort of unique cause you know it's me
Because my style and persona are so distinct, people can recognize me immediately.


My poetry's deep, and I'm Stillmatic, the way I flow to this beat
I am skilled at writing and performing deep, meaningful lyrics, and I flow effectively to any beat I am given.


You can't sit still, it's like trying to smoke crack and go to sleep
My music is so intense and engaging that it is impossible to listen to it without being moved or energized.


I'm strapped, it's known any minute I could snap
I am always armed with a weapon, and I am known for having a volatile temper that could result in violence at any moment.


I'm the equivalent of what would happen if Bush rapped
I am so controversial and polarizing that I am comparable to a highly criticized and divisive political figure.


I bully these rappers so bad lyrically
I am so talented at rapping that I can easily outshine and intimidate other rappers with my skills.


It ain't even funny, I ain't even hungry, it ain't even money
I do not even need to try very hard or be motivated by money, because my natural talent and skill are enough to ensure my success.


You can't pay me enough for you to play me
I am not motivated by money or fame, and I refuse to be controlled or manipulated by anyone else.


It's cockamanie you just ain't zany enough to rock with Shady
My style and persona are so unique and unconventional that only those who are just as crazy and unpredictable as me can truly understand and appreciate them.


My noodle is cock-a-doodle, my clock's coo-coo
My mind is chaotic and unpredictable, filled with strange and random thoughts that are difficult to understand or interpret.


I got screws loose, yea the whole kit and caboodle, I'm just brutal
I am mentally unstable and violent, with a personality that can be shocking and frightening to others.


It's no rumor, I'm numero uno, assume it
It is not just a rumor, I am truly the best and most successful rapper in the game, so accept it.


There's no humor in it no more, you know
There is nothing funny or amusing about my music or my persona anymore, it is all serious and intense.


I'm rolling with a swollen bowling ball in my bag
I am carrying a gun in my bag, ready to defend myself or attack if necessary.


You need a fag to come and tear a new hole in my ass, you better love me, bitch
You would need a highly skilled and powerful individual to successfully harm me, but regardless of that, you should still show me respect and admiration.


My buzz is crazy in the hood, they holla my name
I am incredibly popular and influential in the urban music scene, and my fans eagerly cheer for me and support me.


If it ain't about the flow, it's 'bout the stones and the chain
The only things that really matter to me are my rapping skills and the expensive jewelry I wear.


If I was you, I'd love me too, I roll like a boss
If you were in my shoes, you would also love and admire me, because I am such a successful and powerful figure.


Nine eleven Porsche same color as cranberry sauce
I drive a very expensive and flashy Porsche that is the same color as cranberry sauce.


I ain't gon' front, I thought R. Kelly was the shit
I used to think R. Kelly was amazing and talented, but I no longer feel this way.


Let me find out he fucking 'round with Bow Wow bitch
If I discover that R. Kelly is having a sexual relationship with Bow Wow's girlfriend, I will be extremely angry and disgusted.


Niggas eating popcorn right, rewinding the tape
People are enjoying and replaying a scandalous tape involving R. Kelly and an underage girl.


Now shorty mama in precinct, hollering rape
The girl's mother is at the police station, accusing R. Kelly of raping her daughter.


I'm convinced, man, something really wrong with these ho's
I have a negative and sexist view of women, and believe that there is something deeply wrong with them.


I thought Lil' Kim was hot, 'til she start fucking with her nose
I used to find Lil' Kim attractive and talented, but now that she has had plastic surgery on her nose, I no longer feel the same way.


I used to listen to Lauryn Hill, and tap my feet
I used to enjoy Lauryn Hill's music and find it catchy and enjoyable.


Then the bitch put out a CD and didn't have no beats
However, when Lauryn Hill released an album that was not as musically impressive, I lost interest in her music.


That boy D'Angelo, he determined not to fail
D'Angelo is very ambitious and motivated to succeed in his music career.


That nigga went butt-ass, for his record to sell
D'Angelo stripped naked in a music video to generate attention and publicity for his album, which was struggling to sell.


My back shots 'll help Ashanti hit them high notes
I am skilled at having sex with women in a way that helps them sing better and hit high notes.


And Big been taught Charli B'More to deep throat (yea)
The late rapper Biggie Smalls taught a woman named Charli how to perform oral sex very well.




Lyrics © Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd., Universal Music Publishing Group
Written by: CURTIS JAMES JACKSON, OBIE TRICE, MARSHALL B. III MATHERS, LUIS EDGARDO RESTO, STEVEN LEE KING

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Comments from YouTube:

@WarLeaker

Dope

@Kafkaesque3

This beat alone screams the 2001-2004 era of hip hop. Brilliant tune

@tyrequekachara8092

2001-02*

@JamesChessman

I love the track but I don’t think it sounds like any specific time period. The track is one of a kind.

@lastone032085

Sounds like 2003

@billyndolo4348

Great times.

@MnyMar

Naw fr

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@JayZPimpin101

Listening to this about 14 yrs old on a mp3 player on the bus ride home, playing gta games once I got home, them was the days.

@weirdnameballgame3665

"Those were"

@strengthbeyondstrength9301

+Weird name Ball game

I don't think JayZPimpin101 was learning anything useful in school. What a fucking mess!

"I remember listening to this song when I was just 14 years old! I would play it regularly through my MP3 player on the bus ride home after school. When I got home I would play GTA games. I loved my life back then. Those were the days."

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