Remember Me
Eminem ft. Sticky Fingaz Lyrics
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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
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!)
The lyrics to Eminem's song "Remember Me?", which features RBX and Sticky Fingaz, are intensely aggressive and somewhat disturbing. In the first verse, Eminem declares himself to be "high-powered" and capable of dropping "bombs like Hiroshima." He suggests that he is a controversial figure, leaking controversial words without rehearsal. The second verse features RBX and Sticky Fingaz, who continue the violent themes of the song. Sticky Fingaz even seems to suggest that he is willing to kill someone for a "blunt or two."
While the lyrics of "Remember Me?" might be seen as disturbing or overly violent, they are also thought to be an expression of Eminem's deep-seated anger and frustration. The song was released during a time when Eminem was at the height of his fame and constantly being criticized by the media and other musicians. Many people saw his lyrics as shocking and offensive, but others saw them as a reflection of the anger and disillusionment felt by many young people who were struggling to make it in a world that seemed increasingly violent and dangerous.
Line by Line Meaning
Remember me? Seven executions
Do you recall me? I've killed seven people
Remember me? I have no remorse
Do you remember me? I do not feel regret for what I've done
Remember me? I'm high-powered
Do you remember me? I have a lot of influence and power
Remember me? I drop bombs like Hiroshima
Do you remember me? I have a great impact and destroy everything in my path like the atomic bomb dropped on Hiroshima
For this one, they scream "X, you retarded?!"
For this song, people are excited and shout, "Did you do this, X? You're crazy!"
'Cause I grab the mic and get down like syndrome
Because I take hold of the microphone and perform in a way that is unusual, much like someone with Down Syndrome
Hide and roam into the masses
I blend into the crowd and roam amongst people
Without boundaries, which qualifies me
I have no limits or restrictions, which makes me standout
For the term "universal" without no rehearsal
I am deemed "universal," without any practice or preparation needed
I leak words that's controversial
I speak and reveal controversial opinions
Like I'm not the one you wanna contest, see
You do not want to challenge me
'Cause I'll hit your ass like the train did that bitch that got banned from TV, heavyweight getup
Just like the train that hit that woman in a video that was banned from TV, I will hit you hard with my powerful lyrics
Hit you, watch your whole head split up
I will strike you and watch your whole head break into pieces
Loco is the motion, we comin' through
Our actions are crazy and out of control as we make our entrance
Hollow-tips is the lead the .45 threw
The bullet in my gun is hollow-point, which is a more lethal projectile
Remember me? Throw your guns in the air
Do you remember me? Hold your guns up high
Remember me? Slam, slam
Do you remember me? Forcefully push back or attack
Remember me? Nigga, back the fuck up
Do you remember me? Step away, man, stop the aggressiveness
Remember me? Chka-chka-Onyx
Do you remember me? The sound of the guns being loaded
Niggas that take no for an answer get told no
People that accept rejection are more likely to be rejected
Yeah, I been told no, but it was more like "No! No! No!"
I have been told no many times, but it was more like a loud and emphatic refusal
Life a bitch, met her, fuck you if you let her
Life is challenging and can bring you down; I will disrespect anyone who lets life defeat them
Better come better than better to be a competitor
You need to come with your best to compete with me
This vet is ahead of the shit, it's all redder, you deader and deader
As a veteran in this field, I am ahead of the game and you are becoming more irrelevant and dead
A medic instead of the cheddars and credda
I should be in the medical field, helping people, instead of pursuing fame and money
Settle vendetta with metal Beretta from ghetto to ghetto
Solve disputes by using a gun and navigating various cities and neighborhoods
Evidence, nope, never leave a shred of
There will be no evidence left behind
I got the soul of every rapper in me, love me or hate me
I embody the essence of every rapper, whether you like or dislike me
My moms got raped by the industry and made me
My mother was exploited and mistreated by the entertainment industry, resulting in my existence
I'm the illest nigga ever, I told you
I am the best and most distinctive rapper, as I previously proclaimed
I get more pussy than them dyke bitches Total
I have more sexual encounters with women than even the lesbians in the group Total
Want beef, nigga? Pfft, you better dead that shit
You want to start something? Ha, you better stop it right there
My name should be Can't-Believe-That-Nigga-Said-That-Shit
I say things so crazy that my name should be disbelief in my lyrics
Probably sayin' he ain't a killer, but I'm killin' myself
People may say that I am not a killer, but I am actually destroying myself with my actions and lifestyle
Smoke death, fuck bitches raw on the kitchen floor
I smoke to the point of harm and have unprotected sex in a dirty area
So think what I'ma do to you, have done to you
Consider what I am capable of doing to you or have already done to others
Got niggas in my hood who'd do that shit for a blunt or two
I have people in my neighborhood who would commit harmful actions for very little reward
What you wanna do? Cocksuckers, we Glock busters
What do you want to do? Cowards, we are ready to shoot you with our guns
'Til the cops cuff us, gon' start ruckus and drop blockbusters
We will continue causing trouble and making hits until the police arrest us
Round the clock hustlers, you cannot touch us
We are always working and making money, and you cannot stop us
I'm gettin' wires, niggas wantin' me dead
I am receiving communication through secret channels, as people want to kill me
Wantin' my head, you think it could be somethin' I said?
People want to kill me, and I wonder if it's due to something I expressed in my songs
Remember me? I just don't give a fuck
Do you remember me? I genuinely do not care about anything
Remember me? Yeah, fuck you too
Do you remember me? Yeah, I don't like you either
Remember me? I'm low down and I'm shifty
Do you remember me? I am devious and sneaky
Remember me? I'm Shady
Do you remember me? I am a bad influence and a danger to society
When I go out, I'ma go out shootin'
When I go out, I will bring my guns and be prepared to use them
I don't mean when I die, I mean when I go out to the club, stupid
I do not mean when I die, I mean when I go out to nightclubs
I'm tryin' to clean up my fuckin' image
I am attempting to improve my public perception
So I promised the fuckin' critics
So I made a promise to the critics
I wouldn't say "fuckin'" for six minutes
I made a promise not to use the word "fuck" for six minutes
(Six minutes, Slim Shady, you're on)
(Six minutes, Slim Shady, you are ready to begin)
My baby's mom, bitch made me an angry blonde
My child's mother made me angry and upset
So I made me a song, killed her and put Hailie on
So I made a song about killing her and included my daughter's name in it
I may be wrong, I keep thinkin' these crazy thoughts
I may be incorrect, but I continue to have these bizarre ideas
In my cranium, but I'm stuck with a crazy mom
In my mind, but I cannot escape a mother who is insane
(Is she really on as much dope as you say she's on?)
(Is my mother truly using drugs to the extent I suggest?)
Came home and somebody must've broke in the back window
I arrived home and found out that someone had broken into my house
And stole two loaded machine guns and both of my trench coats
They stole two machine guns and both of my trench coats
Six sick dreams of picnic scenes
Six twisted fantasies about scenes of violence
Two kids, sixteen, with M-16s and ten clips each
Two teenagers, both with M-16s and ten rounds per clip
And them shits reach through six kids each
Their rounds can pierce through six kids each
And Slim gets blamed in Bill Clint's speech to fix these streets?!
And yet it's my fault, as Bill Clinton mentioned me in a speech attempting to fix societal problems?
Fuck that! Pfft, you faggots can vanish to volcanic ash
Forget that! You fools can completely disappear
And reappear in hell with a can of gas and a match
Show up in Hell with a can of gasoline and matches
Aftermath, Dre, grab the gat, show 'em where it's at
Aftermath label, Dr. Dre, grab the gun and remind people who is in charge
(What the fuck you starin' at, nigga?)
(What are you looking at, man?)
Lyrics © Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd., Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Written by: Andre Young, Edwyn Collins, Kirk Jones, Marshall Mathers
Lyrics Licensed & Provided by LyricFind
@MisterUrbanWorld
Survived a 1,000 Summers//
Hip Hop is getting Dumber & Dumber//
Tired of it like a long Slumber//
Slice opponents like Samurai//
eat em like Cherry Pie... let out a long Sigh//
As I say Goodbye//
Now back to that hip hop//
Flavor Flav with the Clock//
Tote metal like Jax and Will Smith on iRobot//
One eye open like Cyclops//
My wordplay is dangerous... call the cops!//
will they arrive on time?//
they can't catch my Rhymes//
REMEMBER ME!!!!?
@brandoncook1801
Sticky doesnt get as much love as he should. He was a beast in onyx.
@adamgordon2572
Brandon Cook : He was dope and killed Eminem on his own track 🔥
@ForzaBlucerchiati
No he gets enough credit. His voice is awful. Onyx are just noise and are headache enducing
@grogu411
@@adamgordon2572 facts he really did kill em on his own song
@mikemurr3510
@@ForzaBlucerchiati Onyx are brilliant man...did u listen to there AAA album
@musutdmustapha7540
He made a mistake not to join aftermeth, and not to work with dr dre
@muaykaliente4386
Easily ems best album to date. Sticky was dangerous on this track
@alexfrazier6948
EXTREMELY!!!!
@sr166
Sticky murdered this track!
@agapechannel
Sticky destroys this!!! Always thought that!!!