Remember Me
Eminem ft. 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-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! 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

The song "Remember Me" is a collaborative effort from Eminem, RBX, and Sticky Fingaz. The lyrics are mainly focussed on showing off their prowess, strength, and influence in the rap industry. The opening lines ask the listener if they remember Eminem, with the repetition of the phrase "Remember me?" leading into the rest of the lyrics. The song discusses Eminem's past struggles and how he has come out stronger, as he declares himself to be high-powered and someone who drops bombshells with the flow of his rhymes, without any rehearsal. RBX talks about his ability to be universal, with words that are controversial, while Sticky Fingaz boasts about his talent for delivering hardcore lyrics and his gangster persona.


Throughout the song, the artists also touch on themes of violence and aggression, with gun culture featuring heavily in the chorus. The verses are varied, with RBX and Sticky Fingaz rapping about their own individual experiences and personalities, with an allusion to the 1992 LA riots, as they mention "Onyx" and "Chka-Chka-Onyx" in the chorus, which was a nod towards the rap group Onyx, who were big around that time. Eminem then enters towards the end, spewing offensive and graphic lyrics, that portray his twisted and deranged mindset, including killing his baby's mom, and blaming his mother for the way he turned out.


Line by Line Meaning

Remember me? Seven executions
Do you remember me? I have killed seven people by execution.


Remember me? I have no remorse
Do you remember me? I have no regret or guilt for what I have done.


Remember me? I'm high-powered
Do you remember me? I am very powerful, influential, and successful.


Remember me? I drop bombs, like Hiroshima
Do you remember me? I make a strong, devastating impact, just like the bombing of Hiroshima.


For this one, they scream "X, you retarded?!"
For this verse, they scream "X, are you stupid or foolish!"


'Cause I grab the mic and get down like syndrome
I hold the microphone tightly and perform with great energy and skill, just like someone with Down syndrome would do.


Hide and roam into the masses
I move around within the huge crowd of people without being noticed.


Without boundaries, which qualifies me
There are no limits to what I can do, which makes me qualified for the position or title of "universal."


For the term "universal" without no rehearsal
I am capable of performing at the "universal" level without any prior practice or preparation.


I leak words that's controversial
I reveal information or express ideas that are likely to cause disagreement or dissent.


Like I'm not the one you wanna contest, see
I am not the person you want to challenge or dispute with.


'Cause I'll hit your ass like the train did that bitch
I will hit or strike you with such great force and impact, just like how a train did hit that woman who got banned from TV.


That got banned from TV, heavyweight getup
Referring to the train crashing into the woman on live TV, it was a weighty, heavy event that got banned from airing again.


Hit you, watch your whole head split up
I will strike you so hard that your entire head will break into smaller pieces.


Loco is the motion, we comin' through
Our movement and behavior are crazy and irrational, but we are still coming through and progressing.


Hollow-tips is the lead the .45 threw
The bullets that our .45 caliber gun fired were hollow-tipped, causing a greater impact and damage.


Remember me? Throw your guns in the air
Do you remember me? Raise your firearms up in the air.


Remember me? Slam, slam
Do you remember me? I slam or hit with great force and impact.


Remember me? Nigga, back the fuck up
Do you remember me? Move back or retreat, you idiot.


Remember me? Chka-chka-Onyx
Do you remember me? A reference to the rap group Onyx, who often used a chka-chka sound in their music.


Niggas that take no for an answer get told no
Those who don't accept rejection or negative responses will be given more no's.


Yeah, I been told no, but it was more like "No! No! No!"
Yes, I have been told no many times, but it was not just one simple rejection, but a series or multitude of no's.


Life a bitch, met her, fuck you if you let her
Life can be a difficult situation, but if you allow it to affect you negatively, then I have no respect or patience for you.


Better come better than better to be a competitor
You should come with greater skills, talents, and strategies if you want to compete with me.


This vet is ahead of the shit, it's all redder, you deader and deader
I am a veteran or expert who is more advanced than the rest, making it more brutal and bloody, and leaving you more and more dead.


A medic instead of the cheddars and credda
Instead of focusing on wealth, I'd rather be a medic or a helper to others.


Settle vendetta with metal Beretta from ghetto to ghetto
I will settle personal conflicts or revenge with my Beretta gun, and I can do this while moving around from one impoverished or rough neighborhood to another.


Evidence, nope, never leave a shred of
There is no evidence or proof that I was involved in anything illegal or violent.


I got the soul of every rapper in me, love me or hate me
I have the essence or talent of every rap artist inside me, whether people appreciate or resent that.


My moms got raped by the industry and made me
The entertainment industry has taken advantage of my mother, and I am a result of that.


I'm the illest nigga ever, I told you
I am the sickest, coolest, or greatest performer ever, and I already informed you of that.


I get more pussy than them dyke bitches Total
I have sex with more women than those female rap group members who are lesbians.


Want beef, nigga? Pfft, you better dead that shit
If you want trouble or conflict, you should really stop and end that nonsense now.


My name should be Can't-Believe-That-Nigga-Said-That-Shit
People should call me "Can't-believe-this-guy-just-said-that" because of how shocking or outrageous my statements are.


Probably sayin' he ain't a killer, but I'm killin' myself
Others may claim or pretend that they are not violent or murderous, but I am destroying myself and ruining my own future through my actions.


Smoke death, fuck bitches raw on the kitchen floor
I smoke a dangerous substance, and I have unprotected sex with women on the dirty kitchen floor.


So think what I'ma do to you, have done to you
Imagine what terrible, violent things I can and will do to you, just like I have done to others before.


Got niggas in my hood who'd do that shit for a blunt or two
There are people in my neighborhood who are willing to commit horrific acts for just a small amount of drugs.


What you wanna do? Cocksuckers, we Glock busters
What action or plan do you want to take? We are not afraid to shoot you and ruin your life.


'Til the cops cuff us, gon' start ruckus and drop blockbusters
Unless the police apprehend us, we will continue creating chaos and producing successful, popular products.


Round the clock hustlers, you cannot touch us
We are always working hard and smart to make money, and you cannot affect or stop us.


I'm gettin' wires, niggas wantin' me dead
I am receiving secret messages or warnings that people are planning to kill me.


Wantin' my head, you think it could be somethin' I said?
They want my head, or they want me dead, and I wonder if it's because of something I have spoken or revealed previously.


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


Remember me?
Do you remember, recognize, or acknowledge my existence?


Remember me?
Do you have any memories or impressions of me in your mind?


Remember me? (Slim Shady!)
Do you remember or recognize me, who is also known as Slim Shady, a darker, more violent persona of myself?




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

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