Eminem - Remember Me Lyrics

Eminem - Remember Me Video

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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, why it's the X, you retarded?

'Cause I grab the mic and get down like syndrome

Hide in Rome and to the masses, without boundaries

Whice qualifies me for the term universal

Without no rehearsal, colleaged words is 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 get up, hit you, watch you're whole head split up

Loco is the motion, weed comin' through

Hollow tips in the lead, the .45 through

 

Sticky Fingaz

Remember me? Throw ya gunz in the air!

Remember me? Slam! Slam!

Remember me? Nigga bacdafucup!

Remember me? Chka-chka-Onyx!

 

Niggas that take no for an answer, get told no

Yeah, I've been told but it was more like no, no, no!!

Life a bitch; yeah it'll fuck you if you let her

Better come better than better to be a competitor

 

This ved is a head, the shit is all redder, you deader and deader

I better extended the cheddars and credda

Instead of vendetta, a mellow beretta from ghetto to ghetto

Evidence? Nope! Never leave a shredda

 

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? PSH better dead that shit

My name should be Can't-Believe-That-Nigga-Said-That-Shit

Probably say he ain't a killa, but I'm killin' myself

Smoke def, 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 too

What you wanna do, cocksuckers? We're 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 niggas wantin' me dead

One in my head, you think it could be somethin' I said?

 

Eminem

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

(*click* 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 trenchcoats

Sick sick dreams of picnic scenes, two kids, sixteen

And M-16's with ten clips each

And them shits reach through 6 kids each

And Slim gets blamed in Bill Clint's speech to fix these streets?

FUCK THAT! PSH 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?)

 

Don't you remember me?

Remember me?

Remember me?!

Remember me?!