On Fire
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Yeah
Ya know?
Critics man,
Critics never got nothin' nice to say man
You know the one thing I notice about critics man?
Is, critics never ask me how my day went
Well I'm a tell 'em
Yesterday my dog died, I hog tied a ho, tied her in a bow
Said next time you blog up try to spit a flow
You wanna criticize dog try a little mo'
I'm so tired of this I could blow, fire in the hole
I'm fired up so fire up the lighter and the dro'
Better hold on a little tighter here I go
Flows tighter, hot headed as ghost rider
Cold hearted as spider man throwin' a spider in the snow
So you better get lower than Flo-Rida
Inside a low rida with no tires in the hole
Why am I like this? why is winter cold
Why is it when I talk I'm so biased to the hoes
Listen dog Christmas is off this is as soft as it gets
This isn't golf this is a blistering assault
Those are your wounds this is the salt
So get lost
Shit dissin' me is just like pissin' off the wizard of oz
Wrap a lizard in gauze beat you in the jaws with it
Grab the scissors and saws and
Cut out your livers gizzards and balls
Throw you in the middle of the ocean in the blizzard with jaws
So sip piss like sizzurp through a straw
Then describe how it tasted like dessert to us all
Got the gall to make Chris piss in his draws
Ticklin' him go to his grave, skip him and visit his dog

You on fire
That's how ya know your on a roll
Cause when you hot its like your burnin' up everyone else's cold
Your on fire
Man I'm so fuckin' sick I got ambulances pullin' me over and shit
Your on fire
Ya need to stop drop and roll
Cause when you say the shit to give the whole hip hop shop the blow
Your on fire, yeah your on fire

Yuh, I just wrote a bullshit hook in between two long ass verses
If you mistook the for a song, look
This ain't a song its a warnin' to Brooke, Hogan and David Cook
That the crook just took over so book
Run as fast as you can, stop writin' and kill it
I'm lightning in a skillet your a fuckin' flash in a pan
I pop up you bitches scatter like hot grease splashin' a fan
Mister Mathers is the man
Yeah I'm pissed but I would rather take this energy and stash it in a can
Come back and whip your ass with it again
Saliva's like sulfuric acid in your hand
It'll eat through anything metal, the ass of iron man
Turn him into plastic so for you to thinkin that you can stand
A fuckin' chance is asinine
Yeah ask Denaun man
Hit a blind man with a coloring book
And told him color inside the lines or get hit widda fine crayon
Fuck it I ain't playin'
Pull up in a van and hop out at a homeless man holdin' a sign sayin'
Vietnam vet, I'm out my fuckin' mind man
Kick over the can beat his ass and leave him 9 grand
So if I seem a little mean to you, this ain't savage you ain't never seen the brute
You wanna get graphic we can go the scenic route
You couldn't make a bulimic puke on a piece of fuckin' corn and peanut, boo
Sayin' you sick quit playin' you prick don't nobody care
Then why the fuck am I yellin' at air
I ain't even talkin' to no one cause ain't nobody there
Nobody will fuckin' test me cause these hos wont even dare
I'm wastin' punchlines but I got so many to spare
I just thought of another one that might go here
Naw don't waste it save it psycho yeah
Plus you gotta rewrite those lines that you said about Micheal's hair

You on fire
That's how ya know your on a roll
Cause when you hot its like your burnin' up everyone else's cold
Your on fire
Man I'm so I'm so hot my motherfucking fire truck is on fire homie
Your on fire
Ya need to stop drop and roll
Cause when you say the shit to give the whole hip hop shop the blow




Your on fire, yeah your on fire
Your on fire

Overall Meaning

The song "On Fire" by Eminem is an intense and energetic track that addresses the criticism that Eminem often receives from the media and critics. He starts off by expressing his frustration towards critics who never seem to have anything nice to say about him, after which he goes on to share some of his personal experiences, such as the death of his dog and his anger towards a woman who criticized him. Throughout the song, Eminem uses violent and graphic imagery to emphasize his anger and aggression towards those who try to bring him down.


In the second verse, he addresses other musicians, warning Brooke Hogan and David Cook that he has taken over and advising them to run away as fast as they can. Eminem's rhyming is impeccable in this song, and his clever wordplay and metaphorical lyrics are a testament to his skills as a rapper. Additionally, the song features a memorable hook in between two long verses, making it stand out as one of Eminem's more hard-hitting tracks.


Line by Line Meaning

Yeah
Introduction to the song


Ya know?
Asking if the listener understands


Critics man, Critics never got nothin' nice to say man You know the one thing I notice about critics man? Is, critics never ask me how my day went
Critics are always negative and never show concern for the artist's well-being


Yesterday my dog died, I hog tied a ho, tied her in a bow Said next time you blog up try to spit a flow You wanna criticize dog try a little mo'
Being criticized makes the artist angry and violent


I'm so tired of this I could blow, fire in the hole I'm fired up so fire up the lighter and the dro' Better hold on a little tighter here I go
The artist is ready to unleash his anger and aggression


Flows tighter, hot headed as ghost rider Cold hearted as spider man throwin' a spider in the snow So you better get lower than Flo-Rida Inside a low rida with no tires in the hole
Comparing his rapping skills to those of comic book characters and threatening his competition


Why am I like this? why is winter cold Why is it when I talk I'm so biased to the hoes Listen dog Christmas is off this is as soft as it gets This isn't golf this is a blistering assault Those are your wounds this is the salt So get lost
The artist questions his behavior and shows no mercy to his critics


Shit dissin' me is just like pissin' off the wizard of oz Wrap a lizard in gauze beat you in the jaws with it Grab the scissors and saws and Cut out your livers gizzards and balls Throw you in the middle of the ocean in the blizzard with jaws So sip piss like sizzurp through a straw Then describe how it tasted like dessert to us all Got the gall to make Chris piss in his draws Ticklin' him go to his grave, skip him and visit his dog
Threatening his critics with violent and disturbing imagery


You on fire That's how ya know your on a roll Cause when you hot its like your burnin' up everyone else's cold Your on fire Man I'm so fuckin' sick I got ambulances pullin' me over and shit Your on fire
Acknowledging his success and impact on the industry


Ya need to stop drop and roll Cause when you say the shit to give the whole hip hop shop the blow Your on fire, yeah your on fire
Warning the competition that he is unstoppable and they should retreat


Yuh, I just wrote a bullshit hook in between two long ass verses If you mistook the for a song, look This ain't a song its a warnin' to Brooke, Hogan and David Cook That the crook just took over so book
Addressing the listeners and issuing a warning to specific individuals


Run as fast as you can, stop writin' and kill it I'm lightning in a skillet your a fuckin' flash in a pan I pop up you bitches scatter like hot grease splashin' a fan Mister Mathers is the man
Bringing attention to his skill and dismissing the competition


Yeah I'm pissed but I would rather take this energy and stash it in a can Come back and whip your ass with it again Saliva's like sulfuric acid in your hand It'll eat through anything metal, the ass of iron man Turn him into plastic so for you to thinkin that you can stand A fuckin' chance is asinine Yeah ask Denaun man
Describing his anger and determination to win


Hit a blind man with a coloring book And told him color inside the lines or get hit widda fine crayon Fuck it I ain't playin' Pull up in a van and hop out at a homeless man holdin' a sign sayin' Vietnam vet, I'm out my fuckin' mind man Kick over the can beat his ass and leave him 9 grand
Showing his willingness to be violent and assist those in need


So if I seem a little mean to you, this ain't savage you ain't never seen the brute You wanna get graphic we can go the scenic route You couldn't make a bulimic puke on a piece of fuckin' corn and peanut, boo Sayin' you sick quit playin' you prick don't nobody care Then why the fuck am I yellin' at air I ain't even talkin' to no one cause ain't nobody there Nobody will fuckin' test me cause these hos wont even dare I'm wastin' punchlines but I got so many to spare I just thought of another one that might go here Naw don't waste it save it psycho yeah Plus you gotta rewrite those lines that you said about Micheal's hair
Continuing to threaten and insult his competition and showing his ability to create endless insults


You on fire That's how ya know your on a roll Cause when you hot its like your burnin' up everyone else's cold Your on fire Man I'm so I'm so hot my motherfucking fire truck is on fire homie Your on fire Ya need to stop drop and roll Cause when you say the shit to give the whole hip hop shop the blow Your on fire, yeah your on fire
Repeating the chorus to emphasize his dominance




Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd., Peermusic Publishing, Warner/Chappell Music, Inc., Universal Music Publishing Group
Written by: HARRY PALMER, KWAME HOLLAND, CURTIS JAMES JACKSON, CHRISTOPHER LLOYD, MARSHALL (PKA: EMINEM) MATHERS, LUIS EDGARDO RESTO

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@yiannoscyprus

Well,
Yesterday my dog died, I hog tied a ho, tied her in a bow
Said next time you blow up try to spit a flow
You wanna criticize dog try a little mo'
I'm so tired of this I could blow, fire in the hole
I'm fired up so fire up the lighter and the 'dro
Better hold on a little tighter here I go

Flows tighter, hot headed as ghost rider
Cold hearted as spiderman throwin' a spider in the snow
So ya better get to blowin in flow rider
Inside of a low rider with no tires in the hole
Why am I like this? Why is winter cold?
Why is it when I talk, I'm so biased to the hoes?
Listen dog, Christmas is off, this is as soft as it gets
This isn't gob this is a blister in the salt
Those are your wounds this is the salt, so get lost
Shit dissin' me is just like pissin' off the wizard of oz
Wrap a lizard in gauze, beat you in the jaws with it
Grab the scissors and saws

And cut out your livers gizzards and balls
Throw you in the middle of the ocean in the blizzard with jaws
So sip piss like sizzurp through a straw
Then describe how it tasted like dessert to us all
Got the gall to make Chris piss in his draws
Ticklin' him go to his grave, skip him and visit his dog

You're on fire
That's how ya know your on a roll
'Cause when you hot it's like your burnin' up everyone else's cold
Your on fire
Man, I'm so fuckin' sick, I got ambulances pullin' me over and shit

You're on fire
Ya need to stop drop and roll 'cause when you say the shit
To give the whole hip hop shop the blow
You're on fire, yeah, you're on fire

I just wrote a bullshit hook in between two long ass verses
If you mistook the for a song, look
This ain't a song it's a warnin' to Brooke Hogan and David Cook
That the crook just took over so book

Run as fast as you can, stop writin' and kill it
I'm lightning in a skillet, your a fuckin' flash in a pan
I pop up you bitches scatter like hot grease splashin' a fan
Mr Mathers is the man

Yeah, I'm pissed but I would rather take this energy
And stash it in a can, come back and whip your ass with it again
Salivas like sulfuric acid in your hand it'll eat through
Anything metal the ass of iron man

Turn him into plastic so for you to think
That you could stand a fuckin' chance is assanine
Yeah, ask the nine man, hit a blind man with a coloring book
And told him color inside the lines or get hit widda fine crayon

Fuck it I ain't playin', pull up in a van and hop out
At a homeless man holdin' a sign sayin'
Vietnam vet, I'm out my fuckin' mind, man
Kick over the can beat his ass and leave him 9 grand

So if I seem a little mean to you
This ain't savage you ain't never seen the brew
You wanna get graphic we can go the scenic route
You couldn't make a belemic puke
On a piece of fuckin' corn and peanut boo

Sayin' you sick, quit playin' you prick don't nobody care
Then why the fuck am I yellin' at air
I ain't even talkin' to no one 'cause ain't nobody there
Nobody will fuckin' test me 'cause these hos won't even dare

I'm wastin' punchlines but I got so many to spare
I just thought of another one that might go here
Naw, don't waste it save it, psycho, yeah
Plus you gotta rewrite those lines that you said about Michael's hair

You're on fire
That's how ya know your on a roll
'Cause when you hot it's like your burnin' up everyone else's cold
You're on fire
Man, I'm so hot my motherfuckin' firetrucks on fire, homie

You're on fire
Ya need to stop drop and roll 'cause when you say the shit
To give the whole hip hop shop the blow
You're on fire, yeah, your on fire
You're on fire



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@jordanfoodreviews4242

"Man I'm so fuckin sick I got ambulances pulling me over n shit." I died XD

@classicwrestlingcontent8591

+Ferelun Best rap line ever

@criggitycraiggity8562

+BootlessDynamic agreeed

@bigpun60

lmaooooooo

@simaviorel05

+Ferelun ahahah yes!!

@alexapopz1814

Fucking legend.

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@snappback18

This is one of those Em tracks you rediscover years later and more fire than it was before

@WhenPigsDontFly

Greatest thing about him is this can be done w every song he’s made

@justinverlanderfan

😢

@devonjames7516

"Hit a blind man with a coloring book and told him to color Inside the lines or get hit with a flying crayon" My favorite verse 😂😂😂

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