the rhyme king's Official EMINEM Thread

what is eminem best album lyrically

  • infinite

    Votes: 0 0.0%
  • marshall mathers lp

    Votes: 4 66.7%
  • eminem show

    Votes: 2 33.3%
  • slim shady lp

    Votes: 0 0.0%
  • infinite

    Votes: 0 0.0%
  • marshall mathers lp

    Votes: 4 66.7%
  • eminem show

    Votes: 2 33.3%
  • slim shady lp

    Votes: 0 0.0%

  • Total voters
    6
  • Poll closed .

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no because you still get the crux of what he's trying to say, he's still lyrical, on top of being technical with the rhyming. you have a lot of dudes out there who try hard to flip patterns and rhyme crazy but what they are actually saying is 100% gibberish, Cory Gunz comes to mind, it aint hot. eminem was actually saying something on "renegade" and it flowed perfectly, the fact that he absolutely bodied that sh!t technically is just icing. he's good at pretty much everything as an mc

eminem shyt makes sense when he rhyming.
 
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A world so dark
A world so cold
A world where only some will go
But not return, when will they learn
Were do they go god only knows




Start off with the night quil like I think I'll just have a taste
Couple sips of that then I gradually graduate
Too a harder perscription drug called Valium like ya that's great I go to take just one and I end up like having eight



So I take a vicodin splash it hits my stomach and ah
A couple weeks go by it ain't even like I'm getting high
Now I need it just not to feel sick ya I'm getting by


I lose a pill and I'm wrecklessly wrecking the house
That was suppose to be breakfast, where the heck is it now?

Maybe somewhere in the depths of your couch
Oh! Jackpot! Yea, 'Open Sesame' mouth


Here I sit while I'm caught up in deep, thought again
Swallowing a klonopin while I'm noddin in and out on the ottoman
At the ramada inn, holdin' on to the pill bottle then
Lick my finger and swirl it round the bottom and make sure I got all of it






Brain contusions again
Cutting and bruisin' the skin
Razors, scissors and pins
Jesus, when does it end?
Phases, that I go through
Dazed, and I'm so confused
Cheesed, that I don't know who
Gave, these molecules to
me, what am I gon' do?
Heed, the prodigal son
The diabolical one
Very methodical when I slaughter them



So dark and so cold my friends don't know this other side of me
There's a monster inside of me it's quite ugly and it frightens me
But they can't see what I can see there's a vacancy in my tummy
It's makin' me play hide n' seek like Jason I'm so hungry

Soon as you lay me down to sleep bytch your soul I'm a try to take
Pray for light today right away why do they try to fight today
I must make them pay twice as much might as well put the knife away


Now I use power tools how 'bout now are you in the shower
Scour you for 6 hours till outage your power outlets
How did ya figure out I was down in your basement now ya
Must of just heard the sound of my stomach growlin' from down there


please understand there's no gun in hand
Where's the thrill in a hunt there's no fun in that here I come with axe
Once I act like lumberjack when I'm hackin' him up with that
What was that dial 911 someone's comin' in from the back


My equilibrium is off, must me the Lithium I don't need to buy any drugs, man people give me 'em It just becomes everyday extracurriculum No reason in particular, it was strictly fun


A nap-sack-packed with like 40-some Zan-exs
Shorty come back, I'm trying to score me some lapdances I'm bout to relapse so maybe pour me some Jack Daniels
Formula 40-40 and 40s with mad capsules



foam like a doberman, mouth open I overdose
Put coke up my nostrils, in both my holes and I plug my nose
My pupils quadruple in size, eyes are so bugged I know
I put on my mother's make up, get naked and run around
Wavin' the gun around, I think I'm down to a hundred pounds



Hold that pill any longer it'll get sentimental value
Come-on toots, give me the valium alleyoop...
I'll slam dunk it in your mouth til you puke
And just as soon you pass out in your alphabet soup I'm 'bout to, make a new outfit out of you
New outfit? shyt I'll make a suit out of you


uckin whore you better fukkin hold still
Make sure none of that, lotion in the bucket don't spill


Blades, baby when I cut ya don't squeal

I hate the loud noises, I fukkin told you!





I keep hearin voices like wouldn't ya like to go and get your butcher knife
And push it right through her while you put ya shish-kabob skewers
Into her, barbecue her or would you do to her
What you usually do to a girl who's skin's newer?




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"nah that bully wants to beat your ass and Imma let him"
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love this track


between this, "my fault" and "as the world turns" Marshall got that comedy storytelling on lock.

Just trying to buy me some time, then I remembered this magic trick
Den den den den den den, go go gadget dikk!
Whipped that shyt out, and ain't no doubt about it
It hit the ground and caused an earthquake and power outage
I shouted "Now bytch, lets see who gets the best!"
Stuffed that shyt in crooked and fukked that fat slut to death
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