Remember Me
Eminem (feat. RBX & Sticky Fingaz) Lyrics


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Remember me? Seven 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!)

Overall Meaning

In "Remember Me," Eminem boasts of his lyrical prowess and his controversial persona that often creates outrage in the public. He likens himself to a powerful force and makes metaphoric references to the atomic bombing of Hiroshima, suggesting that his words hold explosive power. Eminem's aggressive delivery is evident when he references a train hitting a woman and his desire to kill others in graphic ways. He also speaks of his tough upbringing, including a mother who was addicted to drugs and a challenging relationship with his baby's mom. Eminem concludes with a pointed message that he is a force to be reckoned with and those who stand in his way should beware.


Line by Line Meaning

Remember me? Seven executions
Do you recall who I am? I have killed multiple times.


Remember me? I have no remorse
Do you recall who I am? I feel no guilt for my actions.


Remember me? I'm high-powered
Do you recall who I am? I have great influence and control.


Remember me? I drop bombs like Hiroshima
Do you recall who I am? I cause explosive and devastating destruction.


For this one, they scream "X, you retarded?!"
People scoff at me because of my mental disability.


'Cause I grab the mic and get down like syndrome
When I perform on the microphone, I do so with energy and intensity, akin to that of someone with Down syndrome.


Hide and roam into the masses
I blend in with crowds and move around, unnoticed.


Without boundaries, which qualifies me
I have no limitations or restrictions, which makes me exceptional.


For the term "universal" without no rehearsal
I am versatile and talented, without ever needing to practice.


I leak words that's controversial
I speak controversial and provocative things.


Like I'm not the one you wanna contest, see
You should not try to compete with me.


'Cause I'll hit your ass like the train did that bitch
I will harm you severely, similar to the way a train caused physical harm to a woman.


That got banned from TV, heavyweight getup
This woman was excluded from television, and I am also controversial and influential.


Hit you, watch your whole head split up
I will attack you and cause severe physical harm.


Loco is the motion, we comin' through
We are moving crazily and fiercely, as a team.


Hollow-tips is the lead the .45 threw
The bullets from my gun are hollow-point, and very damaging.


Remember me? Throw your guns in the air
Do you recall who I am? Raise your firearms in the air.


Remember me? Slam, slam
Do you recall who I am? Slam and show your enthusiasm.


Remember me? Nigga, back the fuck up
Do you recall who I am? Step away from me.


Remember me? Chka-chka-Onyx
Do you recall who I am? I am affiliated with Onyx and ready to act.


Niggas that take no for an answer get told no
Those who do not persist are often rejected.


Yeah, I been told no, but it was more like "No! No! No!"
While I have been denied many times, it has been very emphatic and repeated.


Life a bitch, met her, fuck you if you let her
Life is difficult, but I refuse to let it defeat me.


Better come better than better to be a competitor
If you want to compete with me, you must be superior.


This vet is ahead of the shit, it's all redder, you deader and deader
I am experienced and ahead of the game, causing increasing destruction.


A medic instead of the cheddars and credda
I have healing abilities, unlike those who enrich themselves with money.


Settle vendetta with metal Beretta from ghetto to ghetto
I will seek revenge with my gun in many different communities.


Evidence, nope, never leave a shred of
There is no evidence left behind when I enact my revenge.


I got the soul of every rapper in me, love me or hate me
I have the talent and spirit of all rappers, whether or not people appreciate it.


My moms got raped by the industry and made me
My mother was used by the music industry and as a result, I was born.


I'm the illest nigga ever, I told you
I am the most sick and formidable individual ever, and I previously declared that.


I get more pussy than them dyke bitches Total
I have more sexual partners than women who exclusively prefer other women, Total included.


Want beef, nigga? Pfft, you better dead that shit
If you want to start a conflict, you should abandon that idea.


My name should be Can't-Believe-That-Nigga-Said-That-Shit
My statements are so shocking and controversial, that my name should reflect it.


Probably sayin' he ain't a killer, but I'm killin' myself
Other rappers may deny their violent nature, but I admit to causing harm to myself.


Smoke death, fuck bitches raw on the kitchen floor
I smoke extremely strong drugs, and have unprotected sex on the kitchen floor.


So think what I'ma do to you, have done to you
Picture the violence and harm I will cause to you, that I have done to others.


Got niggas in my hood who'd do that shit for a blunt or two
In my community, there are individuals who would commit acts of violence for little reward.


What you wanna do? Cocksuckers, we Glock busters
What is your plan? We are a group of people who resolve conflicts with firearms.


'Til the cops cuff us, gon' start ruckus and drop blockbusters
Even if the police arrest us, we will continue to cause trouble and popularize our content.


Round the clock hustlers, you cannot touch us
We are always working and cannot be defeated.


I'm gettin' wires, niggas wantin' me dead
I am receiving information that individuals are plotting to kill me.


Wantin' my head, you think it could be somethin' I said?
Do you think those who want me dead may do so because of something I said?


Remember me? I just don't give a fuck
Do you recall who I am? I do not care at all.


Remember me? Yeah, fuck you too
Do you recall who I am? I do not like you either.


Remember me? I'm low down and I'm shifty
Do you recall who I am? I am sneaky and untrustworthy.


Remember me? I'm Shady
Do you recall who I am? I am known as the Shady character.


When I go out, I'ma go out shootin'
When I go out, I will likely cause harm with my gun.


I don't mean when I die, I mean when I go out to the club, stupid
I am not referring to my death, but to the possibility of conflict when I go out to clubs.


I'm tryin' to clean up my fuckin' image
I am attempting to improve the way people view me.


So I promised the fuckin' critics
I made a pledge to the critics.


I wouldn't say "fuckin'" for six minutes
I will not use the word 'fuck' for a certain period of time in my music.


My baby's mom, bitch made me an angry blonde
My child's mother made me furious and frustrated, leading to my blonde hair.


So I made me a song, killed her and put Hailie on
I created a song about killing her and featuring my daughter, Hailie.


I may be wrong, I keep thinkin' these crazy thoughts
I recognize that my thoughts may be irrational and out of the ordinary.


In my cranium, but I'm stuck with a crazy mom
These thoughts are in my head, but I am also dealing with a mentally unstable mother.


(Is she really on as much dope as you say she's on?)
(Is she truly using as many drugs as I claim she is?)


Came home and somebody must've broke in the back window
I returned home and suspect someone had entered through a broken window.


And stole two loaded machine guns and both of my trench coats
This intruder stole two guns and two of my coats.


Six sick dreams of picnic scenes
I have recurring dreams of violent events.


Two kids, sixteen, with M-16s and ten clips each
These dreams include two teenagers carrying M-16s with large amounts of ammunition.


And them shits reach through six kids each
These guns have the capability to kill six children per shot.


And Slim gets blamed in Bill Clint's speech to fix these streets?!
Bill Clinton mentioned me in his speech, as though I am the cause of violence in his attempt to fix societal issues.


Fuck that! Pfft, you faggots can vanish to volcanic ash
I reject that notion and believe those critics deserve to disappear completely.


And reappear in hell with a can of gas and a match
They should return with the tools they would need to incite fire and destruction.


Aftermath, Dre, grab the gat, show 'em where it's at
After the incident, Dr. Dre should retrieve the gun and demonstrate how it works.


(What the fuck you starin' at, nigga?)
(Why are you looking at me that way?)


Don't you remember me?
Do you not recall who I am?


Remember me?
Do you recall who I am?


Remember me?
Do you recall who I am?


Remember me? (Slim Shady!)
Do you recall who I am? (I am Slim Shady!)




Lyrics © Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd., Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Written by: Andre Young, Edwyn Collins, Kirk Jones, Marshall Mathers

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