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 it's the 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 controvers'al
Like I'm not the one you wanna contest, see
'Cause I'll hit yo' ass like the train did that bitch
That got "Banned From TV"

Heavyweight hitter
Hit you, watch your whole head split up
Loco-is-the-motion, we comin' th'ough
Hollow tips is the lead the .45 threw

Remember me?
(Throw ya gunz in the air)
Remember me?
(Slam, slam)

Remember me?
(Nigga 'Bacdafucup')
Remember me?
(Chka-chka-Onyx)

Niggaz 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 is all redder, you deader and deader
A medic instead-a the cheddars and credda

Settle vendetta one 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? You better dead that shit
My name should be "Can't believe that Nngga said dat 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'm-a do to you, have done to you
Got niggaz 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, we'll start ruckus and drop blockbusters
'Round the clock hustlers, you cannot touch us
I'm gettin' wires, niggaz 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'm-a go out shootin'
I don't mean when I die, I mean when I go out to da club, stupid
I'm tryin' to clear 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 musta broke in the back window
And stole two loaded machine guns and both of my trenchcoats

Sick, sick dreams of picnic scenes, two kids, sixteen
With M-16's 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, you faggots can vanish to volcanic ash
And re-appear 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?

Overall Meaning

The song "Remember Me?" features Eminem and two other rappers, RBX and Sticky Fingaz. The song is about the aggression and dominance of Eminem as well as his ability to generate controversy with his music. The lyrics emphasize his powerful presence, dropping bombs like Hiroshima, being high powered, and unstoppable. The song also alludes to Eminem's tumultuous personal life and relationships, with references to his mother's drug use and his own violent thoughts. The chorus is a repetition of the question "remember me?" which is a confident assertion of Eminem's lasting impact on the hip-hop industry.


The verses are filled with wordplay, clever rhymes and metaphors, and pop cultural references. Eminem's flow is polished, leaving listeners in awe of his poetic ability. The song features a darker, aggressive tone, with sharp cuts and jarring sound effects. The production features heavy drum beats and a driving bassline, creating an intense, high-energy atmosphere.


Line by Line Meaning

Remember me?
Do not forget about me


(Seven executions)
I am notorious for having killed seven people


(I have no remorse)
I do not feel any regret or guilt for my actions


(I'm 'High Powered')
I am powerful and influential


(I drop bombs like Hiroshima)
My impact is explosive and devastating


For this one it's the X, you retarded?
Do you not understand that it is me, the X, who is speaking?


'Cause I grab the mic and get down, like Syndrome
I am skilled in rapping and get down with the mic like Syndrome, a villain from 'The Incredibles'


Hide and roam into the masses, without boundaries
I can blend in and move through any group of people without any limits or restrictions


Which qualifies me for the term 'Universal'
This ability makes me deserving of the label 'Universal'


Without no rehearsal, I leak words that's controvers'al
I do not practice beforehand, and the words I say are often provocative and cause controversy


Like I'm not the one you wanna contest, see
You do not want to challenge me


'Cause I'll hit yo' ass like the train did that bitch
I will hit you hard like the train hit that woman who was banned from TV


That got "Banned From TV"
Reference to a TV show that featured violent and explicit content


Heavyweight hitter
I am a powerful and impactful puncher


Hit you, watch your whole head split up
If I hit you, it will cause your head to split open


Loco-is-the-motion, we comin' th'ough
I am crazy and wild, and I am coming through with force


Hollow tips is the lead the .45 threw
The bullets used in my gun are hollow to cause maximum damage


(Throw ya gunz in the air)
Raise your guns in the air


(Slam, slam)
Repeat the action of slamming


(Nigga 'Bacdafucup')
I will make you back the fuck up


(Chka-chka-Onyx)
I am likening myself to the rap group Onyx, known for their aggressive and violent music


Niggaz that take no for an answer, get told no
Those who do not accept no for an answer will be met with resistance


Yeah, I been told no, but it was more like, "No, no, no!"
I have been rejected multiple times, and each time it was a strong no


Life a bitch, met her, fuck you if you let her
Life is difficult, but do not let it defeat you


Better come better than better to be a competitor
To compete with me, you must be better than your best


This vet is ahead of the shit is all redder, you deader and deader
I am experienced and ahead of the game, and you are becoming more and more defeated


A medic instead-a the cheddars and credda
I am like a doctor who heals, rather than solely focusing on accumulating wealth


Settle vendetta one metal beretta from ghetto to ghetto
I will settle my scores with a gun, moving from one ghetto to another


Evidence? Nope, never leave a shred-of
No evidence will ever be found that can incriminate me


I got the soul of every rapper in me, love me or hate me
I possess the essence of every rapper within me, whether you love or hate that fact


My moms got raped by the industry and made me
My mother was exploited by the music industry, which led to my birth


I'm the illest nigga ever, I told you
I am the sickest and most skilled rapper ever, as I have proclaimed before


I get more pussy than them dyke bitches Total
I have more sexual encounters with women than even the women in the rap group Total


Want beef, nigga? You better dead that shit
If you want to start a fight, you better back down


My name should be "Can't believe that Nngga said dat shit"
My words and actions are so shocking and outrageous that people cannot believe it


Probably sayin', "He ain't a killer", but I'm killin' myself
People may not believe I am capable of murder, but I am slowly killing myself with drugs and risky behavior


Smoke death, fuck bitches raw on the kitchen floor
I smoke dangerous drugs and engage in risky sexual behavior


So think what I'm-a do to you, have done to you
Think about what I will do to you or have already done to you


Got niggaz in my hood who'd do that shit for a blunt or two
I know people in my neighborhood who would commit violent acts for a cheap drug fix


What you wanna do, cocksuckers? We glock-busters
What do you want to do? We are ready to use our guns


'Til the cops cuff us, we'll start ruckus and drop blockbusters
We will cause chaos and produce hit songs until we are caught by the police


'Round the clock hustlers, you cannot touch us
We are continually working to make a profit and cannot be stopped


I'm gettin' wires, niggaz wantin' me dead, wantin' my head
I am receiving messages that people want to kill me


You think it could be somethin' I said?
Do you think it could be because of something I have said?


(I just don't give a fuck)
I do not care


(Yeah, fuck you too!)
I return your hostility with my own


(I'm low down and I'm shifty)
I am untrustworthy and sneaky


(I'm Shady)
I am Slim Shady, my known alter ego characterized by a sardonic and disturbed personality


When I go out, I'm-a go out shootin'
If I go out, it will likely be in a violent manner


I don't mean when I die, I mean when I go out to da club, stupid
I am not referring to dying, but rather to going out to clubs to cause trouble


I'm tryin' to clear up my fuckin' image, so I promised the fuckin' critics
I am trying to repair my damaged reputation, so I made a promise to the critics


I wouldn't say, "Fuckin'" for six minutes
I will refrain from using the word 'fuck' for a specific amount of time


Six minutes, Slim Shady, you're on
I now have six minutes to perform as Slim Shady


My baby's mom, bitch made me an angry blonde
My ex-girlfriend and mother of my child made me into an angry and disturbed person


So I made me a song, killed her and put Hailie on
I made a song where I killed her and then mentioned my daughter Hailie


I may be wrong, I keep thinkin' these crazy thoughts
I recognize that my thoughts may be irrational or unhealthy


In my cranium, but I'm stuck with a crazy mom
These thoughts are inside my head, but I am unable to escape from my disturbed mother


Is she really on as much dope as you say she's on?
Is my mother really using as many drugs as people suggest?


Came home and somebody musta broke in the back window
I arrived home to find that someone had broken into my house through the back window


And stole two loaded machine guns and both of my trenchcoats
The person also stole two guns and two trench coats from me


Sick, sick dreams of picnic scenes, two kids, sixteen
I have disturbing dreams of violent events, such as a picnic where two 16-year-olds use machine guns


With M-16's and ten clips each
They each have ten M-16 gun clips


And them shits reach through six kids each
The bullets can go through six children each


And Slim gets blamed in Bill Clint's speech to fix these streets?
Bill Clinton blamed me for the violence in the streets in one of his speeches




Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Warner/Chappell Music, Inc., Universal Music Publishing Group, NETTWERK ONE MUSIC (CANADA)LTD
Written by: CHRISTOPHER ROBERTSON, JONATHAN MICHAEL LAWHON, JOHN FREDERICK YOUNG, BENJAMIN DANIEL WELLS

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