Album: The Underground Collection (2002)
  • Psst..
    Hey, Listen
    I love my job
    It makes me feel like... superman
    Can you fly?
    I can
    Want to see?

    I'm only entertaining you why
    Going to stimulate making you high
    And take you and I, to a place that you can't see
    But I believe you can fly
    I don't need nobody home, I'm just partying
    I'm not your dad, not your mom, not your guardian
    Just a man who's on the mic, so let me entertain you

    My lyrical content is constantly undefined
    No wonder why I constantly bomb back
    To combat attacks with constant concepts
    From lyrics constantly took out of context
    Failure to communicate with congresses
    Been a problem for the longest I guess but
    Maybe one day we can make some progress

    Food for thought, see how long it takes to digest
    Feeling good when I should be ashamed
    Shit, I really should've fell when I stood
    See I came like a flame in the night
    Like a ghost in the dark, there's a ray, there's a light
    There's a hope there's a spark
    But when planets collide, they'll never see eye to eye
    Until they decide to set the differences aside
    And this is why only one of us will survive
    So children, follow my lead and feel the vibe because


    My music can be slightly amusing
    You shouldn't take lyrics so serious
    It might be confusing
    Trying to separate the truth from entertainment
    It's stupid ain't it
    I get sick of trying to explain it

    See I can sit and argue with you but it goes beyond
    Just being a snot, pointy nosed, bleached blonde
    'Cause' I came here to uplift, let your woes be gone
    Tell em' to get fucked and just mosey on
    Constantly movin', constantly using the constitution
    As a form of restitution

    Bless the children, nothing less than brilliant
    Let me entertain you like Robbie Williams
    I'll be here when y'all are gone re-building
    We're all revolving, still evolving, still Slim
    How many kids will cop me?
    Probably millions
    But I'm a do this as a fuckin' hobby till then


    My lyrical content contains subject matter
    That sucks up all these fucked up young kids
    Out of a long and great common denominate
    Add it up and you'll see that's why I dominate

    I try to stimulate but kids emulate
    And mimic every move you make
    "Slim you're great"
    But wait, can't you see I'm only here to entertain?
    I gotta be the one to go against the grain
    'Cause man, I see it, feel it, live it
    But its inhumane for me to see you be influenced
    And pretend you ain't

    But they don't understand that I've been through pain
    If you get to know me I can be a friend you gain
    But you can't just stand there and try to touch
    It hurts but your jealousy probably tears you up inside as much
    And its such a pleasure every button that I touch
    I treasure every glutton that I punish in my lust
    But I'm

    [Chorus] Writer/s: Jeffrey Irwin Bass, Marshall B Mathers
    Lyrics licensed and provided by LyricFind

Comments: 2

  • Randy from UsaActually this is a confirmed hidden message (not confirmed by Eminem but genuinely accepted to be a known hidden message)
  • Chris from Goole, United KingdomAwesome song :)
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