"Encore", come dice il titolo stesso dell'album è un bis, un altro show di Eminem, ed infatti salta subito all'occhio la somiglianza di questa copertina con quella di "The Eminem Show". La struttura è molto simile infatti, stesso numero di tracce, anche qui una canzone dei D12, una con Nate Dogg nel ritornello e le collaborazioni coi soliti Obie Trice, Dr. Dre e nuovi artisti emergenti della Shady Records, la casa discografica di cui Eminem è presidente.Cambiano tuttavia lo stile, la sonorità (molto più melodica qui in Encore), e i toni usati da Eminem, molto più ironico e dispiaciuto per errori commessi nel passato. Insomma, molto meno Slim Shady rispetto agli album precedenti e molto più Mathers maturo.
"Encore" è il quarto album in studio di Eminem. Pubblicato il 12 novembre 2004 con etichetta Shady Records / Aftermath Entertainment / Interscope Records, e con produttori Dr. Dre, Eminem, Luis Resto, Mike Elizondo. L'album, vincitore di 4 dischi di platino, contiene 20 tracce di cui 4 sono intermezzi parlati, mentre le altre 16 sono vere e proprie canzoni. Ben 6 singoli rilasciati, ma un successo, in quanto a critiche e vendite, nettamente minore rispetto ai suoi due album precedenti. Ciò può essere spiegato col fatto che dopo essere stato per 5 anni sulla vetta, il fenomeno Eminem si fosse un po' sgonfiato. Andando più sul soggettivo, una sola canzone di "Encore" è nella mia lista delle 20 canzoni di Eminem che preferisco, ed è Mockingbird, che tuttavia ho messo al secondo posto.
Una breve analisi canzone per canzone:
"Evil Deeds". Prodotta da Dr. Dre.Eminem espone subito un flow nuovo rispetto agli album precedenti. La prima porzione veramente ripetitiva, Eminem scorre poi fluido con un ritornello melodico (cosa molto frequente in questo album) su una base fenomenale (come sempre), scusandosi col signore e con la madre per tutte le cattiverie dette in passato.Inizio più che ottimo. 8/10.
"Never Enough". Prodotta da Dr. Dre e Mike Elizondo.Una traccia di 2:39, dunque insolitamente corta per gli standard di Eminem. Quest'ultimo e 50 Cent, rispettivamente nella prima e seconda strofa, e Nate Dogg nel ritornello, parlano di come siano frequenti nel rap business le dimostrazioni di chi vuole essere il migliore, e di come questi scontri a suon di rime non siano mai abbastanza. Una delle migliori del cd. 8,5/10.
"Yellow Brick Road". Prodotta da Eminem e Luis Resto.Una delle canzoni più discusse dell'intero album, prevalentemente per il fatto che Eminem si scusa per aver usato la parola "nigger" in una cassetta risalente al periodo giovanile, cassetta ritrovata e pubblicata dal magazine The Source di Benzino, uno dei principali nemici di Eminem.A dire il vero non mi piace molto questa canzone. 6/10.
"Like Toy Soldiers". Prodotta da Eminem e Luis Resto.Uno dei pezzi forti dell'album, Eminem va contro gli scontri e le vittime causate proprio da dissapori nel mondo dell' hip hop. Egli stesso, reduce da una dura faida con Ray Benzino e Ja Rule, chiede di finirla e di chiudere queste rivalità e le conseguenze a cui possono portare.La base, dal tono militaresco e il ritornello (campionato dalla canzone di Martika "Toy Soldiers) sono azzeccatissimi. 9/10.
"Mosh". Prodotta da Eminem e Luis Resto.Eminem continua a dimostrare, anche con questa canzone, quanto voglia dedicarsi ad argomenti più maturi e dimostrare di non essere solo un rapper per tredicenni e ragazzine.Si schiera apertamente contro il governo Bush, facendo riferimento al lavaggio che i mass media fecero al popolo americano divulgando motivazioni più di copertura che di altro riguardo all'invasione dell'Iraq. Considerata da molti la migliore canzone dell'intero album. Ma questa è la mia recensione, e non impazzisco per questa canzone. 5,5/10.
"Puke". Prodotta da Eminem e Luis Resto.Eminem qui dimostra che anche col canto ci sa fare eccome, e di essere un maestro anche in canzoni non proprio puramente rap.Canzone totalmente melodica, nella quale la melodia abbastanza dolce si contrappone a parole di odio e disprezzo, ancora una volta verso la moglie Kim. Ci va giù duro, augurandole di morire e di bruciare all'inferno e molto altro.Scatta subito il confronto con la canzone di The Marshall Mathers LP "Kim", e "Puke" non è nemmeno minimante a quel livello, tuttavia è una canzone piacevole da ascoltare. 7/10.
"My 1st Single". Prodotta da Eminem e Luis Resto.Dunque, direi che la cosa da apprezzare di più qua è sicuramente la base, con un rullante che spacca i timpani. Eminem ha esagerato mettendo 3 strofe, che qui sono veramente troppe, e rende così la canzone un calvario dopo due minuti e mezzo circa.Qui parla di aria fritta, anche se le rime e il wordplay sono eccezionali.L'unica pecca è proprio la durata, troppo lunga. 7,5/10.
"Rain Man". Prodotta da Dr. Dre.Ecco il discorso che a volte in un album ci sono veramente troppe canzoni.Questa e Big Weenie le avrei fatte fuori, fossi stato in Eminem. Non è male, però non è nemmeno memorabile.Qui sfotte principalmente l'omofobia, una delle caratteristiche di Slim Shady, il suo lato oscuro.Dunque anche qui ritorna una sorta di remissione dei peccati passati. 6/10.
"Big Weenie". Prodotta da Dr. Dre.La base è piacevole,ma come detto prima questa canzone ci sarebbe stata meglio in un altro album, magari traccia bonus per una raccolta o qualcos'altro. 5,5/10.
"Just Lose It". Prodotta da Dr. Dre e Mike Elizondo. Il primo singolo estratto dall'album, un grande successo di classifica, traccia molto "dance" dove viene sfottuto con un grande utilizzo dell'ironia Michael Jackson e il suo famigerato "attaccamento" ai bambini.Sinceramente mi sembra un attacco gratuito a Jackson che Eminem poteva risparmiarsi,però la canzone è abbastanza carina.7,5/10.
"Ass Like That". Prodotta da Dr. Dre e Mike Elizondo. E qui ci si chiede come possa una canzone simile uscire come singolo.Ok va bene per essere ascoltata mentre si fa altro magari, ma qui Eminem è veramente troppo cantilenoso, 3 strofe con una voce simil-araba.Anche la base richiama atmosfere orientali, e forse Eminem ha voluto appositamente dare un tono ipnotizzante a questa canzone, e se è così c'è riuscito alla grande.Però non meritava di uscire come singolo.7/10.
"Spend Some Time". Prodotta da Eminem e Luis Resto.Ecco, questa canzone come singolo non ci sarebbe stata proprio malaccio, forse "Crazy In Love" meritava di più.Affiancato da Obie Trice, che personalmente adoro e qui non fa eccezione, Stat Quo e 50 Cent, ognuno parla a modo suo di esperienze amorose con i soliti riferimenti misogini, frequentissimi nel rap moderno.Ritornello che ricorda i Blue e gruppi del genere.La base non è elaboratissima. 8/10.
"Mockingbird".Prodotta da Eminem e Luis Resto. Eccola qua, senza dubbio la migliore dell'album e una delle migliori di sempre di Eminem.Base fantastica, ritornello fantastico, testo incredibile, ma soprattutto l'interpretazione è la cosa migliore di questa canzone.Ho sempre pensato che Eminem sia uno dei migliori di sempre della musica in generale in quanto ad interpretazione delle canzoni, riesce a trasmettere sempre ciò che vuole.Il ritornello è campionato dalla ninna nanna "Mockingbird". Parla del suo rapporto affettivo con la figlia Hailie, e parla proprio rivolto a lei.Credo che chiunque si intenda di buona musica, anche se non è fan di Eminem o della musica rap, apprezzerebbe questa canzone. Una sola parola:fenomenale. 10/10.
"Crazy In Love". Prodotta da Eminem e Luis Resto.Ennesima canzone totalmente melodica e con ritornello campionato, il che non è male visto che tutti i ritornelli campionati usati da Eminem nella sua carriera sono sempre stati azzeccatissimi. Qui si rivolge a una ragazza misteriosa, la quale non credo proprio sia Kim (che viene nominata nel testo come una persona fondamentale per Marshall).Si alternano frasi romantiche a frasi più esplicite di contenuto sessuale. Bella. 8/10.
"One Shot 2 Shot". Prodotta da Eminem e Luis Resto.Affiancato dalla D12 (la band di cui Eminem è leader), Eminem e compagni parlano di una sorta di sparatoria scatenatasi in un locale nel quale proprio la D12 doveva esibirsi, e ognuno racconta dal proprio punto di vista. Un Proof inaspettatamente assente, ed è un peccato perché nelle canzoni dei D12 era sempre stato uno dei pezzi forti.E pure qua il ritornello trascinante dà qualcosa in più alla canzone.Anche qui però c'è da dire che le due canzoni coi D12 in TMMLP e TES, "Under The Influence" e "When The Music Stops", sono molto ma molto migliori. 8/10.
"Encore/Curtains Down". Prodotta da Dr. Dre e Mark Batson. Ottima chiusura per Encore con questo pezzo, nel quale si esibiscono pure Dr. Dre, come sempre fenomenale, e 50 Cent, che tuttavia canta solo quattro frasi.Qua Eminem è in grande spolvero. 8,5/10.
Insomma, tutte le recensioni di "Encore" che ho letto ne parlavano male etichettandolo come spazzatura e come un prodotto nettissimamente inferiore agli album precedenti di Eminem. Tuttavia io non mi sento di dire questo. Sicuramente è un prodotto completamente diverso rispetto ai lavori precedenti, ma non per questo inferiore. Sicuramente ci sono canzoni che entreranno meno nella storia del rap rispetto a canzoni come "Stan", che sono a loro modo pagine della storia del rap. Però, a parte qualche traccia un po' così (come in tutte le cose ci sono sempre gli anelli deboli in una catena) il cd è ottimo ed è un lavoro riuscitissimo. Forse si è criticato troppo il fatto di aver voluto registrare un album molto melodico, tuttavia trovatemi qualche melodia noiosa se ci riuscite (oltre ovviamente a quelle 2-3 canzoni già citate per l'essere un po' fiacche). Io a "Encore" do un 8, includendoci un punto in meno per alcune canzoni cantilenose, e un punto in più per il fatto che Eminem è riuscito a rinnovarsi e cambiare sonorità, e per forza di cose un artista deve spaziare un po' nel campo musicale.
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02 Evil Deeds (04:19)
Lord please forgive me for what I do
For I know not what I've done
[Chorus]
Father please forgive me for I know not what I do
I just never had the chance to ever meet you
Therefore I did not know that I would grow to be
My mother's evil seed and do these evil deeds
Momma had a baby and it's head popped off
(head popped off, head popped off, head popped off, head popped off, head popped off)
My momma don't want me, the next thing I know I'm gettin' dropped off
(gettin' dropped off, gettin' dropped off, gettin' dropped off, gettin' dropped off)
Ring ring ring, on the door bell and the next door neighbors on their front porch
(their front porch, their front porch, their front porch, their front porch)
But they didn't want me neither so they left me on someone elses lawn
(elses lawn, elses lawn, elses lawn)
Till somebody finally took me in, my great aunt, uncle Edna 'n Charles
(Edna 'n Charles, Edna 'n Charles, Edna 'n Charles, Edna 'n Charles)
They were the ones who were left in charge
My elementary they gang up on me and sang this song
(sang this song, sang this song, sang this song, sang this song)
It went a little something like mary had a little lamb, little lamb, little lamb
Debbie had a Satan spawn, Satan spawn
Momma why do they keep saying this I just dont understand, understand
And by the way, where's my dad?
[Chorus]
Predominantly, predominantly, everythings always predominantly
Predominantly white, predominantly black
But what about me, where does that leave me
Well I guess that I'm between predominantly both of 'em
I think if I hear that fuckin' word again I'mma scream
While I'm projectile vomiting, what do I look like, a comedian to you?
Do you think that I'm kidding?
What do I look like some kind of idi-wait a minute, shit, don't answer that
Why am I so misunderstood?
Why do I go through so much bullshit, it sucks bullshit,
Woe is me, there goes poor Marshall again
Whining about his millions and his mansion and his sorrow he's always drownin' in
From the dad he never had, and how his childhood was so bad
And how his mom was a dope addict, and his ex-wife how they go at it
Man I'd hate to have it, as bad as that Mr. Mathers claims he had it
I can't imagine it, that little rich poor white bastard
Needs to take some of that cash out the bank and take a bath in it
[Chorus]
Evil deeds, while I plant these evil seeds
Please release me from these deamons
I never had any of this shit planned ma, please believe
I don't wanna be Satan's spawn, never got the chance to say I'm sorry
Now look at all the pain I caused
This Santa Clause, why you not comin' this year again
What did I do that was so bad to deserve this
Everything could have been so perfect
But life ain't a fairytale, I'm about to be hoist up in the air
Forty feet below me, there's people everywhere
I don't even know what it feel like, they know me cuz I'm in this ferris wheel
And all i wanna do is go to the mall and take hailie on the carousel
Without this crowd everywhere I go, but life is like a merry-go-round
Here we go now, doe see doe now, curtains up, the show must go now
Ring around the rosie, the shows over, you can all go home now
But the curtain just don't close for me, this ain't how fame is supposed to be
Where's the switch I could just turn off and on, this ain't what I chose to be
So please god, give me the strength to have what it takes to carry on
Till I pass 50 back the baton, the camera's on, myself is gone
[Chorus x2]
04 Yellow Brick Road (05:46)
[Spoken]
What we have to do is deal with it when these individuals are young enough
If you want to be saved not in a religious sense
But we have to constitute what this country ?? for if only children
We seem to be approachin an age of the gross (burp)
We all have this idea that we should move up a little bit from our parents station
And each generation should a little better
[Eminem]
Alright come on let's cut this bullshittin' and dub
Let's get it started let's start addressin' this issue
And open it up
Let's take this shit back to the basement
And we can discuss statements that's made on this tape
And this whole origina
The music that we all know and love the music we all enjoy
The music that you accuse me of tryin' to destroy
Let's rewind it to '89 when I was boy on the East side of Detroit
Crossin' 8 Mile and a war and they hit territory
I'd like to share a story this is my story
And can't nobody tell it for me
I am well aware that I don't belong here
You made that perfectly clear
I get my ass kicked damn they're everywhere
From bel air shoppin' centre just for stoppin' in there
From the black side all the way to the white side
Okay there's a bright side
A day that I might slide
You may call it a pass I call it haulin' my ass
Through that patch of grass over them railroad tracks
Oh them railroad tracks them old railroad tracks
Them good old notorious so well known tracks
[Chorus]
So let's go back
Follow the yellow brick road
As we go on another episode
Journey with me as I take you through this nifty little place
That I once used to call home sweet home
Come on let's go back
Follow the yellow brick road
As we go on another episode
Journey with me as I take you through this nifty little place
That I once used to call home sweet home
I roam the streets so much they call me a drifter
Sometimes I stick up a thumb just to hitchhike
Just to get picked up theyd' give me a lift up
8 Mile and van dyke I'd steal a goddamn bike
From somebody's backyard
And drop it off at the park
That was the halfway mark
To meet Kim had to walk back to her momma's and charmer's
After dark to sneak me in the house
When I'm kicked out my mum's
That's about the time I first met Proof
Wed goof hed carry on the steps said I was bored handin' out some flyers
He was doin' some talent shows at Center Line High
I told him to stop by and check this out some time
He looked at me like I'm out my mind
Shook his head like white boys don't know how to rhyme
I spit out a line and rhymed birthday with first place
And they both had the same rhymes that soundalike
We was on that same shit
That big daddy kane shit
Where compound syllables sound combined
From that day we was down to ride
Somehow we knew we'd meet again somewhere down the line
[Chorus]
So let's go back
Follow the yellow brick road
As we go on another episode
Journey with me as I take you through this nifty little place
That I once used to call home sweet home
Come on let's go back
Follow the yellow brick road
As we go on another episode
Journey with me as I take you through this nifty little place
That I once used to call home sweet home
My first year in 9th grade
Can't forget that day in school
It was cool to your man
05 Like Toy Soldiers (04:56)
[Step by step, heart to heart, left right left
We all fall down...
[Chorus]
Step by step, heart to heart, left right left
We all fall down like toy soldiers
Bit by bit, torn apart, we never win
But the battle wages on for toy soldiers
[Verse 1]
I'm supposed to be the soldier who never blows his composure
Even though I hold the weight of the whole world on my shoulders
I ain't never supposed to show it, my crew ain't supposed to know it
Even if it means goin' toe to toe with a Benzino it don't matter
I'd never drag them in battles that I can handle unless I absolutely have to
I'm supposed to set an example
I need to be the leader, my crew looks for me to guide 'em
If some shit ever just pop off, I'm supposed to be beside 'em
Now the Ja shit i tried to squash it, it was too late to stop it
There's a certain line you just don't cross and he crossed it
I heard him say Hailie's name on a song and I just lost it
It was crazy, this shit be way beyond some Jay-z and Nas shit
And even though the battle was won, I feel like we lost it
I spent too much energy on it, honestly I'm exhausted
And I'm so caught in it I almost feel I'm the one who caused it
This ain't what I'm in hip-hop for, it's not why I got in it
That was never my object for someone to get killed
Why would I wanna destroy something I help build
It wasn't my intentions, my intentions was good
I went through my whole career without ever mentionin' Shug
Now it's just out of respect for not runnin' my mouth
And talkin' about something that I knew nothing about
Plus Dre told me stay out, this just wasn't my beef
So I did, I just fell back, watched and gritted my teeth
While he's all over t.v. down talkin' a man who literally saved my life
Like fuck it i understand this is business
And this shit just isn't none of my business
But still knowin' this shit could pop off at any minute cuz
[Chorus]
Step by step, heart to heart, left right left
We all fall down like toy soldiers
Bit by bit, torn apart, we never win
But the battle wages on for toy soldiers
[Verse 2]
There used to be a time when you could just say a rhyme
And wouldn't have to worry about one of your people dyin'
But now it's elevated cuz once you put someone's kids in it
The shit gets escalated, it ain't just words no more is it?
It's a different ball game, callin' names and you ain't just rappin'
We actually tried to stop the 50 and Ja beef from happenin'
Me and Dre had sat with him, kicked it and had a chat with him
And asked him not to start it he wasn't gonna go after him
Until Ja started yappin' in magazines how we stabbed him
Fuck it 50 smash 'em, mash 'em and let him have it
Meanwhile my attention is pullin' in other directions
Some receptionist at The Source who answers phones at his desk
Has an erection for me and thinks that I'll be his ressurection
Tries to blow the dust off his mic and make a new record
But now he's fucked the game up cuz one of the ways I came up
Was through that publication the same one that made me famous
Now the owner of it has got a grudge against me for nothin'
Well fuck it, that mutherfucker can get it too, fuck him then
But I'm so busy being pissed off I don't stop to think
That we just inherited 50's beef with Murder Inc.
And he's inherited mine which is fine ain't like either of us mind
We still have soldiers that's on the front line
That's willing to die for us as soon as we give the orders
Never to extort us, strictly to show they support us
We'll maybe shout 'em out in a rap or up in a chorus
To show them we love 'em back and let 'em know how important it is
To have Runion Avenue Soldiers up in our corners
Their loyalty to us is worth more than any award is
But I ain't tryna have none of my people hurt and murdered
There ain't words that I can't think of a perfecter way to word it
Then to just say that I love ya'll too much to see the virdict
I'll walk away from it all before I let it go any further
But don't get it twisted, it's not a plea that I'm coppin'
I'm just willin' to be the bigger man
If ya'll can quit poppin' off at your jaws with the knockin'
Cuz frankly I'm sick of talkin'
I'm not gonna let someone elses coffin rest on my conscience cuz
[Chorus]
Step by step, heart to heart, left right left
We all fall down like toy soldiers
Bit by bit, torn apart, we never win
But the battle wages on for toy soldiers
06 Mosh (05:17)
I pledge allegiance to the flag of the United States of America
And to the Republic for which it stands
One nation under God
[People
It feels so good to be back..]
Scrutinize every word, memorize every line
I spit it once, refuel, reenergize, and rewind
I give sight to the blind, mind sight through the mind
I excercise my right to express when I feel it's time
It's just all in your mind, what you interpret it as
I say to fight you take it as I'm gonna whip someone's ass
If you don't understand don't even bother to ask
A father who has grown up with a fatherless past
Who has blown up now to rap phenomenon that has
Or at least shows no difficulty multi task
And juggling both, perhaps mastered his craft slash
Entrepreneur who has held long too few more rap acts
Who has had a few obstacles thrown his way through the last half
Of his career typical manure moving past that
Mister kiss his ass crack, he's a class act
Rubber band man, yea he just snaps back
Come along, follow me as I lead through the darkness
As I provide just enough spark, that we need to proceed
Carry on, give me hope, give me strength,
Come with me, and I won't stear you wrong
Put your faith and your trust as I guide us through the fog
Till the light, at the end, of the tunnel, we gonna fight,
We gonna charge, we gonna stomp, we gonna march through the swamp
We gonna mosh through the marsh, take us right through the doors
To the people up top, on the side and the middle,
Come together, let's all bomb and swamp just a little
Just let it gradually build, from the front to the back
All you can see is a sea of people, some white and some black
Don't matter what color, all that matters is we gathered together
To celebrate for the same cause, no matter the weather
If it rains let it rain, yea the wetter the better
They ain't gonna stop us, they can't, we're stronger now more then ever,
They tell us no we say yea, they tell us stop we say go,
Rebel with a rebel yell, raise hell we gonna let em know
Stomp, Push, Shove Much, Fuck Bush, until they bring our troops home come on just...
Come along, follow me as I lead through the darkness
As I provide just enough spark, that we need to proceed
Carry on, give me hope, give me strength,
Come with me, and I won't stear you wrong
Put your faith and your trust as I guide us through the fog
Till the light, at the end, of the tunnel, we gonna fight,
We gonna charge, we gonna stomp, we gonna march through the swamp
We gonna mosh through the marsh, take us right through the doors, come on
Imagine it pouring, it's raining down on us,
Mosh pits outside the oval office
Someone's trying to tell us something, maybe this is God just saying
we're responsible for this monster, this coward, that we have empowered
This is Bin Laden, look at his head nodding,
How could we allow something like this, Without pumping our fist
Now this is our, final hour
Let me be the voice, and your strength, and your choice
Let me simplify the rhyme, just to amplify the noise
Try to amplify the times it, and multiply it by six
Teen million people are equal of this high pitch
Maybe we can reach Al Quaida through my speech
Let the President answer on high anarchy
Strap him with AK-47, let him go
Fight his own war, let him impress daddy that way
No more blood for oil, we got our own battles to fight on our soil
No more psychological warfare to trick us to think that we ain't loyal
If we don't serve our own country we're patronizing a hero
Look in his eyes, it's all lies, the stars and stripes
They've been swiped, washed out and wiped,
And Replaced with his own face, mosh now or die
If I get sniped tonight you'll know why, because I told you to fight
So come along, follow me as I lead through the darkness
As I provide just enough spark, that we need to proceed
Carry on, give me hope, give me strength,
Come with me, and I won't stear you wrong
Put your faith and your trust as I guide us through the fog
Till the light, at the end, of the tunnel, we gonna fight,
We gonna charge, we gonna stomp, we gonna march through the swamp
We gonna mosh through the marsh, take us right through the doors
[Eminem speaking angrily]
And as we proceed, to mosh through this desert storm, in these closing statements,
if they should argue, let us beg to differ, as we set aside our differences,
and assemble our own army, to disarm this weapon of mass destruction
that we call our president, for the present,
and mosh for the future of our next generation,
to speak and be heard, Mr. President, Mr. Senator
07 Puke (04:07)
There I go
Thinking of you again
[Chorus]
You don't know how sick you make me
You make me fuckin' sick to my stomach
Every time I think of you, I puke
You must just not know-oh-oh-oh-ho
You may not think you do, but you do
Every time I think of you
I was gonna take the time to sit down and write you a little poem
But off of the dome would probably be a little more, more suitable for this type of song--whoa
I got a million reasons off the top of my head that I could think of
Sixteen bars, this ain't enough to put some ink ta
So fuck it, I'ma start right here by just be brief-a
Bout to rattle off some other reasons
I knew I shouldn't go and get another tattoo of you
On my arm, but what do I go and do
I go and get another one, now I got two
Ooh ooh ooh ooh ooh ooh ooh
I'm sittin' here with your name on my skin
I can't believe I went and did this stupid shit again
My next girlfriend, now her name's gotta be Kim
Shi-ii-ii-ii-ii-ii-it
If you only knew how much I hated you
For every motherfuckin' thing you ever put us through
Then I wouldn't be standing here crying over you
Boo-oo-oo-oo-oo-oo-who
[Chorus]
You don't know how sick you make me
You make me fuckin' sick to my stomach
Every time I think of you, I puke
You must just not know--whoa-whoa-whoa-whoa
You may not think you do, but you do
Every time I think of you
I was gonna take the time to sit down and write you a little letter
But I thought a song would probably be a little better
Instead of a letter
That you'd probably just shred up--yeah
I stumbled on your picture yesterday and it made me stop and think of
How much of a waste it'd be for me to put some ink ta, a stupid piece a
Paper, I'd rather let you see how
Much I fuckin' hate you in a freestyle
You're a fuckin' cokein' slut, I hope you fuckin' die
I hope you get to hell and Satan sticks a needle in your eye
I hate your fuckin' guts, you fuckin' slut--I hope you die
Di-ii-ii-ii-ii-ii-ie
But please don't get me wrong, I'm not bitter or mad
It's not that I still love you, it's not 'cause I want you back
It's just that when I think of you, it makes me wanna yak
-Aa-aa-aa-aa-aa-aa-ag
What else can I do, I haven't got a clue
Now I guess I'll just move on, I have no choice but to
But every time I think of you now, I'll I wanna do
Is pu-uu-uu-uu-uu-uu-uke
[Chorus]
You don't know how sick you make me
You make me fuckin' sick to my stomach
Every time I think of you, I puke
You must just not know--whoa-whoa-whoa-whoa
You may not think you do, but you do
Every time I think of you, I puke
Fuckin' bitch
08 My 1st Single (05:02)
My First Single
Ohh!
Yeah!
So much for first single on this one
[Verse 1]
Shady's the lable
Aftermath is the stable
That the horses come out erra
Of course we're about to stir up
Some shit thick as Mix water with syrup
It's the mr. picked on Christopher Reeves
Just for no reason other than the just to tease him
Cause he was as big as He used to be Superman
Now we're pourin liquor on the crib in his name for him
Eminem you wait till' we meet up again
Fucker I'm kickin your ass for everything you've ever said
It's one for the money two for the fuckin show
Ready get set, let's go
Here comes the buckin buffalo stompin and stampedin up the damn street
Like them buffalo soldiers, I told ya I'm bout' to blow
So look out below, geronimo, motherfuckers is dominos
I'm on a roll, around and around I go
When will I stop I don't know
Tryna pick up where the Eminem Show left off
But I know anything's possible
Though I'm not gonna top what I sold
I'm at the top of my game
That shit is not gonna change
Long as I got Dr. Dre on my team
I'll get away with murder
I'm Michael J. he's like my cock from the day
We keep the mark from the tapes
In a safe, locked them away
Better watch what you say
Just when you thought you were safe
Them fuckers got you on tape
You swear to God you was playin
Whether or not you was little Joshua
Gosh I wish I coulda told you to not do the same
Cause one day it could cost you your name
[chorus]
And this was supposed to be my first single
But I just fucked that up so,
Fuck it, let's all have fun let's mingle
Slap a bitch and smack a ho
This was supposed to be my catchy little jingle
That you hear on your radio
But shit's about to hit the shingle
Oh Oh Oh Oh Oh Oh No
erra Oh Ah
erra Oh Ah
erra Oh Ah
erra Oh Oh Ah Ah
Oh Ah
erra Oh Ah
erra Oh Ah
erra Poo Poo Ca Ca
[Verse 2]
Erra Erra Eric swallowed some generic sleeping pills
And woke up in bed next to his best friend Derick bare naked
chicka chicka chicka ..
And then just turned 16 and used a fake id
To sneak in V.I.P. to see R. Kelly
Hehehehehe, to be so young and naive
Oh what I wouldn't give to live so Kim and care free
Paris and Nikki's parents must be so tickled to cherish
Every picture with their kids with hickeys all over their necks
Hickory Dickory derr digga
Look at me work wizardry with these words
Am I a jerk or just jerk chicken
Or Chicka chicka chicka chicka jer jer jerkin the chain
22 jerks and a jerk circle
Or is it a circle jerk or wait a minute
What am I sayin, allow me to run it back and rewind it
rrrbb lemme ask you again
Am I just jerkin the chain
Am I bizerk or insane
Or am I just one of them damn amateurs
Workin the damn camera filmin one of them
Paris Hilton home made pornos
Who keeps tiltin the lens at an angle
Chicka Chicka
Just recently somebody just discovered
Britney and Justin videotapes of them fuckin
When they were just mouseketeers in the Mickey Mouse club
And dusted them and went straight to The Source with them
Cause they coulda sworn someone said Nuh-
And then tried to erase and record over it
But if you listen close enough to it you can hear the
Uh Uh and then the come-to-find-out-it-was-Justin
Sayin "i'm gonna
Come" on this was
[chorus]
supposed to be my first single
But I just fucked that up so,
Fuck it, let's all have fun let's mingle
Slap a bitch and smack a ho
This was supposed to be my catchy little jingle
That you hear on your radio
But shit's about to hit the shingle
Oh Oh Oh Oh Oh Oh No
erra Oh Ah
erra Oh Ah
erra Oh Ah
erra Oh Oh Ah Ah
Oh Ah
erra Oh Ah
erra Oh Ah
erra Poo Poo Ca Ca
[Verse 3]
Any opinions or somethin you just wanna get off your chest
And address it about my lyrics I'd love to hear it
All you gotta do is pick up the phone and just dial up this number
It's 1-800-I'm a dick sucker I love to suck a dick
And if someone picks up you can talk all the shit you want about me
Just type in your number back and follow it by the pound key
And I'll be sure to get back
As soon as there comes a day that I fall out with Dre
Wake up gay, make up with Ray (Hey!)
So fuck a chicken, lick a chicken, suck a chicken,
Beat a chicken, eat a chicken like it's a big cock bawka-bi-kaw
Or suck a dick, and lick a dick and eat a dick
And stick a dick in your mouth
I'm done you can fuck off
fucka-fucka-fuck offf!
[chorus]
And this was supposed to be my first single
But I just fucked that up so,
Fuck it, let's all have fun let's mingle
Slap a bitch and smack a ho
This was supposed to be my catchy little jingle
That you hear on your radio
But shit's about to hit the shingle
Oh Oh Oh Oh Oh Oh No
erra Oh Ah
erra Oh Ah
erra Oh Ah
erra Oh Oh Ah Ah
Oh Ah
erra Oh Ah
erra Oh Ah
erra Poo Poo Ca Ca
09 Paul (skit) (00:32)
[Paul]
Em, what's going on? It's Paul. Um, Dre gave me a copy of the new album. And I just... Fuck it.
[*click*]
11 Big Weenie (04:26)
I don't understand
Why are you being so mean?
You're mean mean man
[Chorus]
You are just jealous of me
Cuz you, you just can't do what I do
So instead of just admitting it
You walk around and say
All kinds of really mean things
About me cuz you're a meanie, a meanie
But it's only cuz you're
Just really jealous of me
Cuz I'm what you want to be
So you just look like an idiot
When you say these mean things
Cuz it's too easy to see
You're just a really big weenie, big weenie
[Verse 1]
Alright listen, I need you to focus
I need you to go dig deep in your mind, this is important
We are going to perform an experiment of the sorts
I'm going to have to ask you to bear with me for a moment
Now I need you to open your mind-your eyes close them
You are now about to be placed under my hypnosis
For the next four and a half minutes
We are going to explore into your mind
To find out why you're so fuckin' jealous
Now why did they make Yoo-Hoo?
Hippity ga-ga boo-boo
Psych, I'm kidding
I just wanted to see if you're still listenin'
Ok, now I need your undivided attention
Sir I have a question
Why do I always sense this undeniable tension
From the moment that I enter into the room
It gets all quiet and whispers
Whenever theres conversation, why am I always mentioned?
I've been dying to ask, it's been itchin' at me
Is it just because
[Chorus]
[Verse 2]
Alright now I, I just flubbed a line
I was going to say something extremely important
But I forgot who or what it was, I fucked up
Psych, I'm kidding again you idiot, no I didn't
That's just what you wanted to hear from me
Is that I fucked up ain't it?
But I can bust one take without lookin' at no paper
It doesn't take a bunch of takes
Or me to stand here in this booth all day
For me to say the truth, ok?
You're droolin, you have tooth decay
Your mouth is open, you're disgusting
What the fuck you eat for lunch
A bunch of sweets or something, what?
You munch a bunch of Crunch 'N Munch?
Your tooth is rotten to the gum
Your breath stinks, wanna chew some gum?
Yes I do sir, what am I on?
You sir are on chew syrum
Marshall I'm so jealous of you
Please say you won't tell nobody
I'd be so embarrassed, I'm just absolutely terrified
That someone's gonna find out why I'm saying
All these terrible, evil and awful mean things
It's my own insecurity!
[Chorus]
[Verse 3]
Alright now we, we're going to conduct
That experiment that we were talking about earlier
Just to see what a frog looks like when it takes two hits of ecstasy
Cuz that's exactly what your eyes look like, want to check to see?
Here's a mirror, notice the resemblence here?
Wait, let me put these sun glasses on
Now look in this mirror, how about now?
What do you have in common?
You're both green with envy and look like idiots with sunglasses on 'em
You look like I sound like singing about weenies
Now take my weenie out of your mouth
This is between me and you, I know you're not happy
I know you'd much rather see me lying in the corner of a room somewhere crying
Curled up in a ball tweeked out of my mind dying
There is no denying that my weenie is much bigger than yours is
Mine is like sticking a banana between two oranges
Why you even doing this to yourself, it's pointless
Why do we have to keep on going through this, this is tortuous
My point is this
That if you say mean things, weenie will shrink
Now I fogot what the chorus is, your just is...
[Chorus]
14 Ass Like That (04:25)
[Chorus]
The way you shake it, I can't believe it
I ain't never seen an ass like that
The way you move it, you make my pee pee go
Doing, doing, doing
I don't believe it, it's almost too good to be true
I ain't never seen an ass like that
The way you move it, you make my pee pee go
Doing, doing, doing
The way she moves she's like a belly dancer
She's shaking that ass to that new nelly jam, I
Think someones at the door
But I don't think I'm gonna answer
Police saying "freeze"
Doing, doing, doing
What do you mean freeze?
Please, I'm a human being, I have needs
I'm not done, not till I'm finish peeing
I am not resisting arrest, I am agreeing Mr. Officer
I'm already on my knees
I can't get on the ground any further, it's impossible for me
And do not treat me like a murderer, I just like to pee, pee, pee
Yes, I make r&b, I sing song it go
Ring-a-chong, a-ching-chong-chong-chong-ching
Psych, I joke, I joke, I kidd, I kidd
If I offend I'm sorry, please, please forgive
For I am Triumph, the puppet dog, I am a mere puppet
I can get away with anything I sing, you will love it
[Chorus]
The way you shake it, I can't believe it
I ain't never seen an ass like that
The way you move it, you make my pee pee go
Doing, doing, doing
Jessica Simpson, looks oh so temptin'
Nick I ain't never seen an ass like that
Everytime I see that show on MTV my pee pee goes
Doing, doing, doing
Mary-Kate and Ashley used to be so wholesome
Now they're getting older, they're starting to grow bum bums
I go to the movies and sit down with my pop corn
Police saying "freeze"
Doing doing doing
What do you mean freeze?
Geez, I just got my seat
I have ticket, look, I put away, my zipper's zipped
Please do not remove me from this movie theater please
I did not even get to see Mary-Kate shower scene
I didn't mean to be obscene or make a great big scene
And don't treat me like I'm pee wee herman, this movies PG
Mr. Officer, I demand to see my attorney
I will simply plead innocent, cop a plea and be free
Free, yes, free, right back on the streets
What you mean my lawyer's with Michael, he's too busy?
I am Triumph, Britney Spears has shoulders like a man
And I can say that and you'll laugh cuz that is a puppet on my hand
[Chorus]
The way you shake it, I can't believe it
I ain't never seen an ass like that
The way you move it, you make my pee pee go
Doing, doing, doing
Hilary Duff is not quite old enough so
I ain't never seen a butt like that
Maybe next year I'll say ass and she'll make my pee pee go
Doing, doing, doing
The way she moves she dances like a go-go
In that video she sings get out your poles, so
I need a new boyfriend, hi my name is JoJo
Police saying "freeze"
Doing, doing, doing
What do you mean freeze?
My computers would be seized and my keys to my ranch
I just baked cookies Mr. Officer, looky, take a whiff of these
Here, I make Jesus juice, take a sip of this
Nobody is safe from me, no not even me
I don't even know if I can say the word pee pee, pee
On the radio, but I think I did
Janet, is that a breast, I think I just saw a tit
Psych, I joke, I joke, I kidd, I kidd
I don't think my joke is working, I must flee quick
Get to the chopper, everybody get out
I am not Triumph, I am Arnold, get down
[Chorus]
The way you shake it, I can't believe it
I ain't never seen an ass like that
The way you move it, you make my pee pee go
Doing, doing, doing
So Gwen Stefani, will you pee pee on me please?
I ain't never seen an ass like that
Cuz the way you move it, you make my pee pee go
Doing, doing, doing
[Dr. Dre]
Fuck is wrong with you? (ha!)
16 Mockingbird (04:10)
Yeah
I know sometimes things may not always make sense to you right now
But hey, what daddy always tell you?
Straighten up little soldier
Stiffen up that upper lip
What you crying about?
You got me
Hailie I know you miss your mom and I know you miss your dad
Well I'm gone but I'm trying to give you the life that I never had
I can see you're sad, even when you smile, even when you laugh
I can see it in your eyes, deep inside you want to cry
Cuz you're scared, I ain't there?
Daddy's with you in your prayers
No more crying, wipe them tears
Daddy's here, no more nightmares
We gon' pull together through it, we gon' do it
Laney uncles crazy, ain't he?
Yeah but he loves you girl and you better know it
We're all we got in this world
When it spins, when it swirls
When it whirls, when it twirls
Two little beautiful girls
Lookin' puzzled, in a daze
I know it's confusing you
Daddy's always on the move, mamma's always on the news
I try to keep you sheltered from it but somehow it seems
The harder that I try to do that, the more it backfires on me
All the things growing up his daddy that he had to see
Daddy don't want you to see but you see just as much as he did
We did not plan it to be this way, your mother and me
But things have gotten so bad between us
I don't see us ever being together ever again
Like we used to be when we was teenagers
But then of course everything always happens for a reason
I guess it was never meant to be
But it's just something we have no control over and that's what destiny is
But no more worries, rest your head and go to sleep
Maybe one day we'll wake up and this will all just be a dream
[Chorus]
Now hush little baby, don't you cry
Everything's gonna be alright
Stiffen that upperlip up little lady, I told ya
Daddy's here to hold ya through the night
I know mommy's not here right now and we don't know why
We fear how we feel inside
It may seem a little crazy, pretty baby
But I promise momma's gon' be alright
It's funny
I remember back one year when daddy had no money
Mommy wrapped the Christmas presents up
And stuck 'em under the tree and said some of 'em were from me
Cuz daddy couldn't buy 'em
I'll never forget that Christmas I sat up the whole night crying
Cuz daddy felt like a bum, see daddy had a job
But his job was to keep the food on the table for you and mom
And at the time every house that we lived in
Either kept getting broke into and robbed
Or shot up on the block and your mom was saving money for you in a jar
Tryna start a piggy bank for you so you could go to college
Almost had a thousand dollars till someone broke in and stole it
And I know it hurt so bad it broke your momma's heart
And it seemed like everything was just startin' to fall apart
Mom and dad was arguin' a lot so momma moved back
On the Chalmers in the flat one bedroom apartment
And dad moved back to the other side of 8 Mile on Novara
And that's when daddy went to California with his CD and met Dr. Dre
And flew you and momma out to see me
But daddy had to work, you and momma had to leave me
Then you started seeing daddy on the T. V. and momma didn't like it
And you and Laney were to young to understand it
Papa was a rollin' stone, momma developed a habit
And it all happened too fast for either one of us to grab it
I'm just sorry you were there and had to witness it first hand
Cuz all I ever wanted to do was just make you proud
Now I'm sittin in this empty house, just reminiscing
Lookin' at your baby pictures, it just trips me out
To see how much you both have grown, it's almost like you're sisters now
Wow, guess you pretty much are and daddy's still here
Laney I'm talkin' to you too, daddy's still here
I like the sound of that, yeah
It's got a ring to it don't it?
Shh, momma's only gone for the moment
[Chorus]
And if you ask me too
Daddy's gonna buy you a mockingbird
I'mma give you the world
I'mma buy a diamond ring for you
I'mma sing for you
I'll do anything for you to see you smile
And if that mockingbird don't sing and that ring don't shine
I'mma break that birdies neck
I'd go back to the jeweler who sold it to ya
And make him eat every karat don't fuck with dad (haha)
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Altre recensioni
Di Danilo1
La cosa che più mi ha colpito è la qualità elevata della musica.
"Mockingbird" è, personalmente, la migliore del disco.
Di Kobe-Bryant
Il rapper bianco ha fatto cinque, e come sempre anche quest'album è curato nelle sonorità in ogni minimo dettaglio.
Encore è un album che seppur poco diverso dai precedenti lavori, rivela comunque un approccio più maturo nello scrivere brani.
Di Cash
Eminem vuole toccare i nostri cuori con la qualità musicale molto alta e il suo rapping che stupisce sempre di più.
"Never enough" è una delusione stratosferica, canzoncina insignificante e MOLTO DA CLUB.
Di Davide1990
Perso tra i fiumi di droghe e farmaci, Eminem non ha più idee.
In mezzo a tutto questo delirio, troviamo qualche buon testo.
