Eminem
Eminem (Feat Dr Dre) Lyrics

Check Check, 1-2 , 1-2 1-2 (it's rolling)
The song is starting, the recording equipment is working properly

Yea yea yea Dr. Dre up in here y'all know what this is. It's what y'all been waiting for Funk Master Flex, Big Kap, Def Jam Records giving it to you baby. Yo Eminem show these mother fuckers what time it is baby
Dr. Dre is present and the anticipation has been great for this release. This is brought to you by various music entities. Eminem is ready to prove himself.

I used to be a lonely man, only mad, until I got a million dollars, shit Now if I only had some fucking hair I'd pull it, faster than a bullet Out of Tupac's chest before the ambulance came too late to do it I'm trying to grow it back again, it was an accident
The singer had depression and loneliness, but once he became successful, he had some humor about his physical appearance. A reference is made to Tupac's death, and he is trying to grow his hair back due to an accident.

I had my back against the fan and chopped it off in Amsterdam I hate the straight jacket it ain't latching, and can't lock it So they stapled my hand to my pants pockets The cell's padded and battered like someone else had it
He has had some strange experiences, which include cutting his hair, and being in a straight jacket which he thought wasn't working properly, leading to him being stapled to his own pants. The cell is dirty and used by others before him.

Before me, and just kept throwing they fucking self's at it My head is aching, I'm dedicated to medication But this med is taking to long to bring me this sedation? (Come on!) Anyway I got down with Dre (What up?)
The artist is in physical pain and dedicated to taking medication. He was able to work with Dr. Dre on this project.

The first man who taught me how the glock sounded to spray Running up and down the street screaming, "Fuck the Police" When you still had your mother's fucking Nipple stuck in your teeth (Fucking baby) Became a role model after Colorado Now all they do is follow me around and holla Bravo!
Dr. Dre taught the singer how to fire a gun, and the singer was a rebellious youth. The Colorado shootings made him a role model, but he is still hounded by fans.

Hell yea I punch my bitch and beat my kids in public Suck my dick, bitch I'm sick enough to fuck a man in his face but I won't 'Cause you'll probably want to stand in his place So put a sock in it, with your fake-ass Tupac image You faggots ain't tough, you just get drunk and become talkative (Want to Fight?) I'm probably the awkwardest alcoholic talking Walking like a midget with a ladder in his back pocket So when you see me on your block stumbling, mumbling A bunch of dumb shit like my drunk uncle does I ain't buzzed, I'mm juss high on life So why on earth would I need drugs, when I can fly on kites? Motherfuckers, Slim Shady Dr Dre! I'm drunk pass the tec
The singer is using shock value to make a point about people's perceptions of him. He is not actually committing acts of violence and is declaring that he is better than those who act tough when they are drunk. The singer is intoxicated, but not from drugs, only life.

Eminem and Dr. Dre Cause if I get locked up tonight! Then I might not come home tonight! [Dre] Keep it moving! Off and on, Eminem is on Off and on, Dr. Dre is On
The message of the song is brought up again; if the artist is incarcerated, he may not come home. Dr. Dre chimes in to keep things going and notes that both artists are a part of the song.

The whole entire world can sit and twirl like a whirling tire I set a fucking girl on fire with a curling iron (AHH!) Psych I'm just joking, for christ sake Don't get so bent out of shape
The artist is commenting on society and the controversy that follows him. He is joking in a dark manner and wants people to relax.

'Cause I went out and raped six girlfriends Some people just don't get it, but I won't let it upset me 'Cause they don't know better They don't know what the fuck its like to be so fed up And fed so many uppers you're down and won't get up
The artist is drawing attention to how people will take things he says literally, even if he is joking. He is explaining that because of his drug use, he has been demotivated and sick of life.

My mind's got a mind of it's own, sometimes I can't find it at home It hides in the stove (Hello, where you at?) Shit, talk about your brain being baked My shit's still in the oven on 480 De-Grades Hailey Jade, daddy loves you baby, Don't ever tell me how to raise my daughter fuck you lady
The singer is reflecting on how his own mind sometimes does not feel attached to him. He is referencing his brain like it is food in an oven, and he acknowledges his daughter.

You critics want to criticize but couldnt visualize Individuals lives through a criminal's eyes The neighborhood that I grew up in you could die for nothing And Dirty Dozen watches over me so try some dumb shit I'll have a fucking man raped with a band-aid over his mouth And shove his head in the fan blade Don't ever tell me what I can and what I can't say Or change cause of the age range in my fan base Like I give a fuck who's buying this shit Quit fucking buying it, I'm tired bitch, I'm dying to quit Hip Hop is universal now, it's all commercial now It's like a circle full of circus clowns up in the circuit now But now the white kids like it, so they tell me I can buy it But as soon as I get on the mic it's like the night get silent Either that or booed, that's why I keep an attitude And go to sleep with it and wake up with it every afternoon I'm sick of being judged, fuck it let me see a judge I'll confess to every murder I committed since 3 years old Fuck that, turn that shit off Let's get the fuck out of here You know how we do (echo)
The artist is lashing out at critics and people who try to tell him what to do. He has experienced violence and has a group of people he trusts to protect him. The artist will go to extreme lengths if necessary to protect himself. He is tired of being judged and wants to confess to crimes he did not commit to get a reaction from people. The artist ultimately does not care who is listening to his music and has a unique fanbase. He is tired of dealing with backlash from his art and wants to leave.