Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song The Real Slim Shady, artist - Eminem. Album song Curtain Call: The Hits, in the genre Иностранный рэп и хип-хоп
Date of issue: 31.12.2004
Age restrictions: 18+
Record label: Aftermath Entertainment, Interscope
Song language: English
The Real Slim Shady |
May I have your attention, please? |
May I have your attention, please? |
Will the real Slim Shady please stand up? |
I repeat, will the real Slim Shady please stand up? |
We're gonna have a problem here... |
Y'all act like you never seen a white person before |
Jaws all on the floor like Pam like Tommy just burst in the door |
And started whoopin' her ass worse than before |
They first were divorced, suin' her over furniture (Agh!) |
It's the return of the "Ah, wait, no way, you're kidding |
He didn't just say what I think he did, did he?" |
And Dr. Dre said… nothing, you idiots! |
Dr. Dre's dead, he's locked in my basement (Ha ha!) |
Feminist women love Eminem |
"Chicka, chicka, chicka, Slim Shady, I'm sick of him |
Look at him, walkin' around, grabbin' his you-know-what |
Flippin' the you-know-who," "Yeah, but he's so cute though." |
Yeah, I probably got a couple of screws up in my head loose |
But no worse than what's goin' on in your parents' bedrooms |
Sometimes I wanna get on TV and just let loose |
But can't, but it's cool for Tom Green to hump a dead moose |
"My bum is on your lips, my bum is on your lips" |
And if I'm lucky, you might just give it a little kiss |
And that's the message that we deliver to little kids |
And expect them not to know what a woman's clitoris is |
Of course, they're gonna know what intercourse is |
By the time they hit fourth grade |
They've got the Discovery Channel, don't they? |
We ain't nothin' but mammals—well, some of us, cannibals |
Who cut other people open like cantaloupes |
But if we can hump dead animals and antelopes |
Then there's no reason that a man and another man can't elope |
But if you feel like I feel, I got the antidote |
Women, wave your pantyhose, sing the chorus, and it goes— |
I'm Slim Shady, yes I'm the real Shady |
All you other Slim Shadys are just imitating |
So won't the real Slim Shady please stand up |
Please stand up, please stand up? |
'Cause I'm Slim Shady, yes I'm the real Shady |
All you other Slim Shadys are just imitating |
So won't the real Slim Shady please stand up |
Please stand up, please stand up? |
Will Smith don't gotta cuss in his raps to sell records (Nope) |
Well, I do, so fuck him and fuck you too! |
You think I give a damn about a Grammy? |
Half of you critics can't even stomach me, let alone stand me |
"But Slim, what if you win, wouldn't it be weird?" |
Why, so you guys could just lie to get me here? |
So you can sit me here next to Britney Spears? |
Shit, Christina Aguilera better switch me chairs |
So I can sit next to Carson Daly and Fred Durst |
And hear 'em argue over who she gave head to first |
Little bitch put me on blast on MTV |
"Yeah, he's cute, but I think he's married to Kim, hee-hee." |
I should download her audio on MP3 |
And show the whole world how you gave Eminem VD (Agh!) |
I'm sick of you little girl and boy groups |
All you do is annoy me, so I have been sent here to destroy you |
And there's a million of us just like me |
Who cuss like me, who just don't give a fuck like me |
Who dress like me; |
walk, talk and act like me |
And just might be the next best thing, but not quite me |
'Cause I'm Slim Shady, yes I'm the real Shady |
All you other Slim Shadys are just imitating |
So won't the real Slim Shady please stand up |
Please stand up, please stand up? |
'Cause I'm Slim Shady, yes I'm the real Shady |
All you other Slim Shadys are just imitating |
So won't the real Slim Shady please stand up |
Please stand up, please stand up? |
I'm like a head trip to listen to, ‘cause I'm only givin' you |
Things you joke about with your friends inside your livin' room |
The only difference is I got the balls to say it in front of y'all |
And I don't gotta be false or sugarcoat it at all |
I just get on the mic and spit it |
And whether you like to admit it, I just shit it |
Better than 90% of you rappers out can |
Then you wonder: "How can |
Kids eat up these albums like Valiums?" |
It's funny, ‘cause at the rate, I'm going, when I'm 30 |
I'll be the only person in the nursing home flirting |
Pinching nurse's asses when I'm jacking off with Jergens |
And I'm jerking, but this whole bag of Viagra isn't working |
And every single person is a Slim Shady lurking |
He could be working at Burger King, spittin' on your onion rings |
Or in the parking lot, circling, screaming, "I don't give a fuck!" |
With his windows down and his system up |
So will the real Shady please stand up |
And put one of those fingers on each hand up? |
And be proud to be outta your mind and outta control |
And one more time, loud as you can, how does it go? |
I'm Slim Shady, yes I'm the real Shady |
All you other Slim Shadys are just imitating |
So won't the real Slim Shady please stand up |
Please stand up, please stand up? |
'Cause I'm Slim Shady, yes I'm the real Shady |
All you other Slim Shadys are just imitating |
So won't the real Slim Shady please stand up |
Please stand up, please stand up? |
'Cause I'm Slim Shady, yes I'm the real Shady |
All you other Slim Shadys are just imitating |
So won't the real Slim Shady please stand up |
Please stand up, please stand up? |
'Cause I'm Slim Shady, yes I'm the real Shady |
All you other Slim Shadys are just imitating |
So won't the real Slim Shady please stand up |
Please stand up, please stand up? |
Ha ha, I guess there’s a Slim Shady in all of us |
Fuck it, let’s all stand up! |