Say My Name
Xzibit Eminem Nate Dogg Lyrics

Hi! My name is (what?)
I am introducing myself and asking for you to confirm what I just said.

My name is (who?)
I am asking you to confirm who I am.

My name is Slim Shady
I am revealing my rapper name.

Hi! My name is (huh?)
I am introducing myself again and asking for confirmation because I am unsure if you heard me.

My name is (what?)
I am asking you to confirm what I just said because I am unsure if you heard me clearly.

My name is Slim Shady
I am revealing my rapper name again.

Hi! My name is (what?)
I am introducing myself once more and asking for confirmation because I still doubt that you heard me correctly.

My name is (who?)
I am asking you to confirm who I am because I still doubt that you heard me clearly.

My name is Slim Shady
I am revealing my rapper name for the third time.

Ahem, excuse me Can I have the attention of the class For one second?
I am requesting attention from everyone in the room.

Hi kids! Do you like violence? (yeah yeah) Wanna see me stick Nine Inch Nails Through each one of my eyelids? (uh-huh) Wanna copy me and do exactly like I did? (yeah yeah) Try 'cid and get fucked up worse that my life is? (huh)
I want to engage my audience and make them feel intrigued by my rebellious actions and lifestyle.

My brain's dead weight, I'm tryin' to get my head straight But I can't figure out which Spice Girl I want to impregnate (oh) And Dr.Dre said, "Slim Shady you a base-head" Uh-uh! "So why's your face red? Man you wasted"
I am admitting that my mind is clouded and I am struggling with my life choices, to the point where I can't even settle on a celebrity crush. I am also trying to defend myself against accusations from Dr. Dre that I am addicted.

Well since age twelve, I've felt like I'm someone else 'Cause I hung my original self from the top bunk with a belt Got pissed off and ripped Pamela Lee's tits off And smacked her so hard I knocked her clothes backwards like Kris Kross
I am revealing traumatizing experiences from my childhood, including a failed suicide attempt and a violent act towards Pamela Lee.

I smoke a fat pound of grass and fall on my ass Faster than a fat bitch who sat down too fast C'mere slut (Shady, wait a minute, that's my girl dog) I don't give a fuck, God sent me to piss the world off
I am admitting to having a drug addiction and being reckless in my actions, even towards someone else's pet. I also seek to rebel against societal norms and expectations.

My English teacher wanted to have flunk me in Junior High Thanks a lot next semester I'll be thirty-five I smacked him in his face with an eraser Chased him with a stapler And stapled his nuts to a stack of papers (ow)
I am revealing another instance of violent behavior towards someone I felt was trying to oppress me. I also make light of my age and my lack of academic progress.

Walked in the strip club, had my jacket zipped up Flashed the bartender, then stuck my dick in the tip cup Extraterrestrial, running over pedestrians In a space ship while they screamin' at me "Let's just be friends"
I am painting a graphic picture of my reckless behavior and disregard for other people's dignity. My imagination is taking me on a wild ride where I am unapologetically aggressive and disrespectful.

Ninety-nine percent of my life I was lied to I just found out my mom does more dope than I do (damn) I told her I'd grow up to be a famous rapper Make a record about doin' drugs and name it after her (oh thank you)
I am revealing another traumatizing experience from my past and how it affected my outlook on life. I also make a joke about my mom's addiction and how it inspires my rap career, as well as my twisted sense of humor.

You know you blew up when the women rush your stands And try to touch your hands like some screamin' Usher fans (ah) This guy at White Castle asked for my autograph (Dude, can I get your autograph?) So I signed it, "Dear Dave, thanks for the support, asshole!"
I am bragging about my newfound fame and the effect it has on my fans. I am also making light of a seemingly innocuous interaction and using it as an opportunity to lash out against someone I perceive as undeserving of my attention.

Stop the tape, this kid needs to be locked away (get him) Dr. Dre, don't just stand there, operate! I'm not ready to leave, it's too scary to die (fuck that) I'll have to be carried inside the cemetery and buried alive (Huh yup!) Am I comin' or goin'? I can barely decide I just drank a fifth of vodka, dare me to drive? (go ahead)
I am acknowledging my own self-destructive behavior and inviting listeners to watch as I spiral out of control. I am also expressing my fear of death while also being reckless with my own life.

All my life I was very deprived I ain't had a woman in years, and my palms are too hairy to hide (Whoops!) Clothes ripped like the Incredible Hulk I spit when I talk, I'll fuck anything that walks (c'mere)
I am making light of my own lack of sexual experience and embarrassment about my appearance. I am also shamelessly boasting about my womanizing tendencies.

When I was little I used to get so hungry I would throw fits How you gonna breast feed me Mom? (wah) You ain't got no tits (wah) I lay awake and strap myself in the bed Put a bulletproof vest on and shoot myself in the head (bang)
I am sharing a traumatic experience from my childhood where I felt neglected by my mother. I also express suicidal ideation, which is a recurring theme throughout the song.

I'm steamin' mad (argh) And by the way when you see my dad? (yeah) Tell him that I slit his throat, in this dream I had
I am revealing my anger towards my father and fantasizing about violence towards him. This further reinforces my unstable mental state and penchant for violence and self-destruction.

[Chorus]
This is the chorus which repeats throughout the song and serves as a catchy hook for listeners.