http://www.eminemquotes.net/ Quotes english go marry someone else and make em famousand take away their freedom like you did to me.treat em like you dont need them and they aint worthy of you.feed em the same sht you made me eat i gave up my life for you, totally devoted to you while ive stayedfaithful all the way this is how i fing get repaid these other cats aint metaphorically where im at man i dont think she understands the sacrifices that ive made, maybe if this bich had acted right, i wouldve stayed, but ive already wasted over half my life, i wouldve layed, down, and died for you, i no longer cry for you, no more pain. saving private ryan was probably the illest, sickest movie ive ever watched, and i didnt see anybody criticizing that one for violence. weve been waiting for the right moment to go on tour, and it all finally came together, ... we wanted to put together the best lineup we could. ... im always trying to top the last tour whenever i go out. i think were really doing it this time. why do i act like im all high and mighty,nbsp when inside, im dying, i am finally realizing i need help. when i was 9 years old, my uncle put me on to the breakin soundtrack. the first rap song i ever heard was icet, reckless. from l.l. to the fat boys, and all that shit, i was fascinated. when l.l. first came out with im bad, i wanted to do it, to rhyme. standing in front of the mirror, i wanted to be like l.l. i just dont like her as a person. i learned a lesson from it dont believe the hype. she doesnt really have it all together. i feel like im losing control of myself, i sincerely,nbsp apologize if, all that i sound like,nbsp is im complaining,nbsp but life keeps on complicating. slim shady is just the evil thoughts that come into my head. things i shouldnt be thinking about. not to be gimmicky, but people should be able to determine when im serious and when im fukin around. thats why a lot of my songs are funny. i got a warped sense of humor i guess. not very happy about the situation. try to strip me of my credibility and make me look fake, g you only gonna be in for a rude awakening. do you have enemys good. that means you stood up for something. i was takin a shit. i swear to god. and the fuckin name just popped into my head. then i started thinkin of twenty million things that rhymed with it. i had this whole slim shady concept of being two different people, having two different sides of me. one of them i was trying to let go, and i looked at the mirror and smashed it. that was the whole intro of the slim shady ep. slim shady was coming to haunt mehellip see regardless of what anybody believes who hates me you ainrsquot gonna make or break me. ill be nicer to women when aqua man drowns and the human torch starts swimmingcold wind blowsrecovery. i get offended when people say, so, being a white rapper...and growing up white...after being born white... its all i ever hear! it has to happen. theres probably somebody right now. well probably see someone on mtv news sometime soon just signed. believe it or not, i thank my mom for how she raised me in a neighborhood daily to jump and chase me. it only made me what i am today. when im gone just carry on dont mourn, rejoice everytime you hear the sound of my voice. just know that, im lookin down on you smilin and i didnt feel a thing so baby dont feel no pain just smile back. all my life ive been dealing with my race because of where i grew up detroit and being in the rap game. im at a boiling point...anybody who pulls the race card is getting it right back in their face. just promise me youll think of me whenever you look up in the sky and see a star. coz what you say is what you say. sometimes what you mean is two different things, depending on your mood if it swings. irsquom thankful for the talent in which god gave me and irsquom thankful for the environment that he placed me. cause sometimes, you just feel tired. feel weak. and when you feel weak, you feel like you wanna just give up. but you gotta search within you. you gotta find that inner strength, and just pull that shit out of you. and get that motivation to not give up and not be a quitter. no matter how bad you wanna just fall flat on your face and collapse. i suppose itrsquos old, partner, but the beat goes on. i donrsquot like rap anyways, irsquom just trying to get my pono career started. this morning, you wake, a sunray hits your face smeared makeup as we lay in the wake of destruction, hush baby, speak softly, tell me irsquoll be sorry that you pushed me into the coffee table last night so i can push you off me,try and touch me so i can scream at you not to touch me,run out the room and irsquoll follow you like a lost puppy baby, without you, irsquom nothing, irsquom so lost, hug me then tell me how ugly i am, but that yoursquoll always love me then after that, shove me, in the aftermath of the destructive path that wersquore on, two psychopaths but we know that no matter how many knives we put in each otherrsquos backs that wersquoll have each otherrsquos backs, rsquocause wersquore that lucky together, we move mountains, letrsquos not make mountains out of molehills,you hit me twice, yeah, but whorsquos countinrsquoi may have hit you three times, irsquom startinrsquo to lose count but together, wersquoll live forever, we found the youth fountain,our love is crazy, wersquore nuts, but i refused counsellinrsquo,this house is too huge, if you move out irsquoll burn all two thousand square feet of it to the ground, ainrsquot shit you can do about it with you irsquom in my fuckinrsquo mind, without you, irsquom out it. to know i chose my own fate i drove through the fork in the road and went straight. a lot of my rhymes are just to get chuckles out of people. anybody with half a brain is going to be able to tell when irsquom joking and when irsquom serious. ... imma be what i set out to be, without a doubt undoubtedly and all those who look down on me im tearin down your balcony... unless you want to fuk me, why do you care what i look like some ashole kept throwing oranges and other fruit at me while i was onstage. fuker had an arm like a major league pitcher... i cant tell you what it really is, i can only tell you what it feels like. 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 you cant control who likes you. if i got backstreet boy fans what am i supposed to do turn them away whoever likes my stuff, likes my stuff but just know slim shady is hip hop, i grew up on hip hop, its the music i love and its the music i respect. i respect the culture...thats me sucess is my only motherfucing option, failures not. i donrsquot like to give the sob story growing up in a singleparent home, never knew my father, my mother never worked, and when friends came over, irsquod hide the welfare cheese. yo, i failed ninth grade three times, but i donrsquot think it was necessarily rsquocause irsquom stupid. i didnrsquot go to school. i couldnrsquot deal. yeah, i did see where the people dissing me were coming from. but, its like, anything that happened in the past between black and white, i cant really speak on it, because i wasnt there. i dont feel like me being born the color i am makes me any less of a person. sometimes im real cool, but sometimes i could be a real asshole. i think everyone is like that. if i said in one of my songs that my english teacher wanted to have sex with me in junior high, all im saying, is that im not gay, you know people confuse the lyrics for me speaking my mind. i dont agree with that life style, but if that lifestyle is for you, then its your business. when youre a little kid, you dont see color, and the fact that my friends were black never crossed my mind. it never became an issue until i was a teenager and started trying to rap. just promise me youll think of me everytime you look up at the sky and see a star. i do say things that i think will shock people. but i dont do things to shock people. im not trying to be the next tupac, but i dont know how long im going to be on this planet. so while im here, i might as well make the most of it at this point, im like come up with something new. i hate the same old questions. but it seems like white magazines such as spin and rolling stone focus on my whiteness more than black magazines i act like shit donrsquot phase me, inside it drives me crazy, my insecurities could eat me alive. sometimes i feel like rap music is almost the key to stopping racism. no love lost, no love found im not alone in feeling the way i feel. i believe that a lot of people can relate to my shitwhether white, black, it doesnt matter. everybody has been through some shit, whether its drastic or not so drastic. everybody gets to the point of i dont give a fck. if therersquos not drama and negativity in my life, all my songs will be really wack and boring or something. i took a lot of them, i took a bunch of pain killers. but i know one fact irsquoll be one tough act to follow. say theres a white kid who lives in a nice home, goes to an allwhite school, and is pretty much having everything handed to him on a platter for him to pick up a rap tape is incredible to me, because what thats saying is that hes living a fantasy life of rebellion. and i just cant keep living this way so starting today im breaking out of this cage. im standing up. imma face my demons. im manning up. imma hold my ground. ive had enough now. im so fed up. its time to get my life back together right now. why is it so hard for people to believe that white people are poor! i wouldnt say i lived in a ghetto, id say i lived in the hood. the same friends i had back then are the same people on tour with me now. irsquod go to, like, six different schools in one year. we were on welfare, and my mom never ever worked. it doesnt exactly feel like a shock, but its all new to me, and im taking it in as it comes. donrsquot let them say you ainrsquot beautiful. they can all get fed, just stay true to you. personally, i just think rap music is the best thing out there, period. if you look at my deck in my car radio, youre always going to find a hip hop tape thats all i buy, thats all i live, thats all i listen to, thats all i love. yeah, its been a ride. i guess i had to, go to that place, to get to this one. now some of you, might still be in that place. if youre trying to get out, just follow me. ill get you there. i dont like to give the sob story growing up in a singleparent home, never knew my father, my mother never worked, and when friends came over id hide the welfare cheese. yo, i failed ninth grade three times, but i dont think it was necessarily cause im stupid. i didnt go to school. i couldnt deal.quot . on his early education quoti mean i got jumped, fued up shit happened to me a few times, but that happens to everybody. i dont think it has anything to do with color or any of that shit. its just all a part of growing up i want to solidify as an artist and show that as i grow as a person and make mistakes and learn from them, irsquom going to grow artistically. we just kept moving back and forth because my mother never had a job. we kept getting kicked out of every house we were in. i believe six months was the longest we ever lived in a house. have you ever loved someone so much, yoursquod give an arm for not the expression, no, literally give an arm for when they know theyrsquore your heart and you know you were their armour and you will destroy anyone who would try to harm lsquoher but what happens when karma, turns right around and bites you and everything you stand for, turns on you, despite you my thing is this if im sick enough to think it, then im sick enough to say it. look, if you had one shot, or one opportunity, to seize everything you ever wanted one moment would you capture it or just let it slip his palms are sweaty, knees week arms are heavy, theres vomit on his sweater already, moms spaghetti, hes nervous, but on the surface he looks calm and ready, to drop bpombs, but he keeps on forgeting what he wrote down,the whole crowd goes so loud, he opens his mouth but the words wont come out, he choking now, everybodys joking now, the clocks run out times up over wow... i dont want them once they turn 18. i say what i want to say and do what i want to do. therersquos no in between. people will either love you for it or hate you for it. will smith dont got to cuss in his raps to sell records well i do, so fk him and fk you too. yoursquove got enemies good. that means you actually stood up for something in your life. my only scheme was to be a rapper. somewhere deep down theres a decent man in me, he just cant be found. it was an honor to hear the words out of dres mouth that he liked my shit. growing up, i was one of the biggest fans of n.w.a, from putting on the sunglasses and looking in the mirror and lip sinking, to wanting to be dr. dre, to be ice cube. this is the biggest hiphop producer ever. i grew up listening to 2 live crew and n.w.a. and i never went out and shot nobody. itd be stupid for me to sit here and say that there arent kids who took up to me, but my responsibility is not to them. im not a baby sitter. and all those who look down on me irsquom tearing down your balcony. it sometimes feels like a strange movie, you know, its all so weird that sometimes i wonder if it is really happening. you ever love somebody so much you can barely breathe when youre with them my family has never been there for me. they expect things because were blood. this day i will marry my best friend, the one i laugh with, live for, love. they say music can alter moves and talk to you. well can it load a gun up for you and cock it too will if it can and the next time you assault a dude, just tell the judge it was my fault...and ill get sued! as long as the wrong feels right mdash itrsquos like irsquom in flight. if theres not drama and negativity in my life, all my songs will be really wack and boring or something. i dont care if youre black, white, straight, bisexual, gay, lesbian, short, tall, fat, skinny, rich or poor. if youre nice to me, ill be nice to you. simple as that. my father i never knew him. never even seen a picture of him. whoever likes my stuff, likes my stuff. but just know slim shady is hip hop. i grew up on hip hop, its the music i love and its the music i respect. i respect the culturehellipthats me. its funny how all the magazines can dwell on my race, but they could never say that my shit is whack because they know my shit is tight! but you lied again. now you get to watch her leave, out the window. guess thatrsquos why they call it window pane. id go to, like, six different schools in one year. we were on welfare, and my mom never ever worked. but youd have to walk a thousand miles in my shoes, just to see what its like, to be me ill be you, lets trade shoes just to see what itd be like to feel my pain, you feel mine go inside eachothers mind just to see, what wed find look at shit through eachothers eyes. look. i was pissed off!quot thats all i could say. i really felt that i wanted to do that shit. at one point in time, i really wanted to do that shit. for real. i was poor white trash, no glitter, no glamour, but im not ashamed of anything. when i say or do something i do it, i dont give a damn what you think, im doing this for me.. i dont think i take the beef as seriously as they do, because i dont consider them artists. they look at me as an artist. i think they get more uptight about it. i can look at them and laugh. they cant do anything to me. what can they do to me they have no credibility, no respect, no talent, they have nothing. all they can do is diss me vocally, they cant diss me lyrically. theres nothing they can do to me as far as the music goes. i dont take it as seriously as they do and i think that frustrates them. i think its funny. i try not to look at it that way. being white. i dont wake up every day and look in the mirror, oh. im white. im stupid, im ugly, im dumb, i smell. did i mention im stupid you know, i donrsquot know if you know this about me or not, but irsquom kind of a big deal. i want to solidify as an artist and show that as i grow as a person and make mistakes and learn from them, im going to grow artistically.