Zitate und Songtexte von Eminem

Mir ist es egal, ob du schwarz, weiß, hetero, bisexuell, schwul, lesbisch, klein, groß, dick, dünn, reich oder arm bist. Wenn du nett zu mir bist, bin ich nett zu dir. So einfach ist das.

I don't care if you're black, white, straight, bisexual, gay, lesbian, short, tall, fat, skinny, rich or poor. If you're nice to me, I'll be nice to you. Simple as that.

Manchmal muss man Dinge einfach losslassen und sagen 'zur Hölle damit' und weiter machen.

Sometimes you just gotta let shit go and say 'to hell with it' and move on.

Du hast Feinde? Gut. Das heißt du bist für etwas eingetreten.

You've got enemies? Good. That means you actually stood up for something.

Music is reflection of self

I maybe made some mistakes but I'm only human
But I'm man enough to face them today
What I did was stupid, no doubt it was dumb
But the smartest shit I did was take them bullets out of that gun

Nehmt keine Drogen, habt keinen ungeschützten Sex, seid nicht gewalttätig... überlasst das mir.

Don't do drugs, don't have unprotected sex, don't be violent... leave that to me.

You're pointless as Rapunzel with f-cking cornrows

Fame made me a balloon, 'cause my ego inflated

Had a dream I was king, I woke up, still king
This rap game's nipple is mine for the milking
'til nobody else even f-cking feels me, 'til it kills me
I swear to God, I'll be the f-cking illest in this music
There is or there ever will be, disagree?

Now this shit's about to kick off, this party looks wack
Let's take it back to straight hip-hop and start it from scratch

I have no idea what I'm doing, but I'm spiritual
On the microfone I tear you up in stereo

I ain't here to save the f-cking children
But if one kid out of a hundred million
Who are going through a struggle feels and then relates
That's so great

No more blood for oil, we got our own battles to fight on our own soil.

They say music can alter moods and talk to you
Well, can it load a gun for you and c-ck it too?
If it can, then the next time you assault a dude
Just tell the judge that it was my fault, and I'll get sued!

Then after that, shove me, in the aftermath of the
Destructive path that we're on, two psychopaths but we
Know that no matter how many knives we put in each other's backs
That we'll have each other's backs, 'cause we're that lucky

So I guess it ain't
Dead after shave of cologne, that made him just faint
Plus, I just showed up with a coat fresher than wet paint
So if love is a chess game, check mate

So young, so full of life and vibrant
Side by side wherever you was ridin', I went
So close almost was some Bonnie and Clyde
Shit, when Ronnie died you was right by my side
With a shoulder to cry on and a tissue to wipe my eyes
And a bucket to catch every tear I cried inside

There's a certain mystique when I speak
That you notice that it's sorta unique
Cause you know it's me, my poetry's deep
And I'm still matic the way I flow to this beat

Die Wahrheit ist, dass du niemals weißt was morgen passieren wird. Das Leben ist eine verrückte Fahrt und nichts ist sicher.

The truth is you don't know what is going to happen tomorrow. Life is a crazy ride, and nothing is guaranteed.

No, I ain't much of a poet, but I know somebody once told me
To seize the moment and don't squander it
'Cause you never know when it all could be over tomorrow
So I keep conjuring, sometimes I wonder where these thoughts spawn from

You get too big and here they come trying to censor youAnnotate
Like that one line I said on 'I'm Back' from the Mathers LP1
Where I tried to say I take seven kids from Columbine
Put 'em all in a line, add an AK-47, a revolver and a nine
See if I get away with it now that I ain't as big as I was

B-tch, if I was as half as good as I was
I'm still twice as good as you'll ever be
Only way that you're ahead of me's alphabetically
'Cause if you diss me I'm coming after you (U) like the letter V

It's the calm before the storm right here
Wait, how was I gonna start this off?
I forgot... oh, yeah
That's an awfully hot coffee pot
Should I drop it on Donald Trump? Probably not
But that's all I got 'til I come up with a solid plot
Got a plan and now I gotta hatch it
Like a damn Apache with a tomahawk
Imma walk inside a mosque on Ramadan
And say a prayer that every time Melania talks
She gets a mou...- ahh, I'mma stop
But we better give Obama props
'Cause what we got in office now's a kamikaze
That'll probably cause a nuclear holocaust
And while the drama pops
And he waits for shit to quiet down, he'll just gas his plane up And fly around 'til the bombing stops
Intensities heightened, tensions are risin'
Trump, when it comes to giving a shit, you're stingy as I am
Except when it comes to having the balls to go against me, you hide 'em
'Cause you don't got the f-cking nuts like an empty asylum
Racism's the only thing he's fantastic for
'Cause that's how he gets his f-cking rocks off and he's orange
Yeah, sick tan
That's why he wants us to disband
'Cause he cannot withstand
The fact we're not afraid of Trump
F-ck walkin' on egg shells, I came to stomp
That's why he keeps screamin' 'Drain the swamp'
'Cause he's in quicksand
It's like we take a step forwards, then backwards
But this is his form of distraction
Plus, he gets an enormous reaction
When he attacks the NFL so we focus on that
Instead of talking Puerto Rico or gun reform for Nevada
All these horrible tragedies and he's bored and would rather
Cause a Twitter storm with the Packers
Then says he wants to lower our taxes
Then who's gonna pay for his extravagant trips
Back and forth with his fam to his golf resorts and his mansions?
Same shit that he tormented Hillary for and he slandered
Then does it more
From his endorsement of Bannon
Support for the Klansmen
Tiki torches in hand for the soldier that's black
And comes home from Iraq
And is still told to go back to Africa
Fork and a dagger in this racist 94-year-old grandpa
Who keeps ignoring our past historical, deplorable factors
Now if you're a black athlete, you're a spoiled little brat for
Tryina use your platform or your stature
To try to give those a voice who don't have one
He says, 'You're spittin' in the face of vets who fought for us, you bastards!'
Unless you're a POW who's tortured and battered
'Cause to him you're zeros
'Cause he don't like his war heroes captured
That's not disrespecting the military
F-ck that! This is for Colin, ball up a fist!
And keep that shit balled like Donald the b-tch!
'He's gonna get rid of all immigrants!'
'He's gonna build that thang up taller than this!'
Well, if he does build it, I hope it's rock solid with bricks
'Cause like him in politics, I'm using all of his tricks
'Cause I'm throwin' that piece of shit against the wall 'til it sticks
And any fan of mine who's a supporter of his
I'm drawing in the sand a line: you're either for or against
And if you can't decide who you like more and you're split
On who you should stand beside, I'll do it for you with this:
F-ck you!
The rest of America stand up
We love our military, and we love our country
But we f-cking hate Trump

I got so many ways to diss you that I'm playful wit'chu
I'll let a razor slit you 'til they have to staple stitch you
And nobody in this f-ckin' place'll miss you
If you try to turn my facial tissue to a racial issue

Damn baby you look good you're giving me wood
You should pull over like a sweat shirt with a hood

'Cause dope is addictive just like they call it marijuana, cause like marriage, you wanna, marry Jane
It's like you and Spiderman feel the very same

Ich komme aus Detroit, wo es dreckig ist, ich rede nichts schön.

I come from Detroit where it's rough and I'm not a smooth talker.

Y'all say I've changed, really though? How so?
Got all this bread, I'm still sourdough (sour tho')

Not to mention, I learned
How to turn resentment and hurt to an unquenchable thirst
In the simplest terms, it's revenge of the nerd
In every sense of the word

So a lot of this pain isn't healin'
No escapin' it, this anger is spillin'
Almost like recreatin' the feelin'
Of 911 when the second plane hit the buildin'

And I'm 'bout that capital like a proper noun
Still on top the pile
Got me sitting on numbers like a pocket dial

I was just a poor white kid
Now if rap was B-ball, I'd be Jordan-like, b-tch
You wish you could score like this
Not even at half court, I'd miss

This game will make you go crazy
'Bout to go for B-R-O-K-E
I was the G, the O-A-T
Once I was played in rotation
At every radio station
They said I'm lyrically amazing

I stay on my toes like the repo, a behemoth in sheep's clothes
From the East Coast to the West, I'm the ethos and I'm the G.O.A.T
Who the best, I don't gotta say a f-ckin' thing, though
'Cause MCs know

I ran outside, why's she tryna act out?
She's just about my size, hit me in the mouth twice
Guys, when someone you'd die for
Sticks a steak knife in your heart, do you try more?

Ich sage was ich sagen will und tue was ich tun will. Es gibt nichts dazwischen. Entweder lieben die Menschen dich dafür, oder sie hassen dich.

I say what I want to say and do what I want to do. There's no in between. People will either love you for it or hate you for it.

Slim be a combination of an actual kamikaze and Gandhi
Translation, I will probably kill us both
When I end up backin' into ya

But for me to rap like a computer it must be in my genes
I got a laptop in my back pocket
My pen'll go off when I half-c-ck it
Got a fat knot from that rap profit

I'm sick of your mumble rap mouth
Need to get the c-ck up out it
Before we can even talk about it
I'm sick of your blonde hair and earrings
Just 'cause you look in the mirror and think
That you're Marshall Mathers
Don't mean you are, and you're not about it
So just leave my dick in your mouth and keep my daughter out it

You ain't never made a list next to no Biggie, no Jay
Next to Taylor Swift and that Iggy ho, you about to really blow
Kelly, they'll be putting your name
Next to Ja, next to Benzino - die, motherf-cker
Like the last motherf-cker sayin' Hailie in vain
Alien brain, you Satanist
My biggest flops are your greatest hits

Younger me? No, you're the wack me, it's funny but so true
I'd rather be 80-year-old me than 20-year-old you
'Til I'm hitting old age
Still can fill a whole page with a 10-year-old's rage

I got a couple of mansions
Still I don't have any manners
You got a couple of ghost writers
But to these kids it don't actually matter

I'm that cracker, bend the law, f-ck the rules
Man I used to risk it all, now I got too much to lose
I been eatin' long enough, man my stomach should be full
I just ate, licked the plate, my buffet, lucky me

I guess when you walk into BK you expect a Whopper
You can order a Quarter Pounder when you go to McDonald's
But if you're lookin' to get a porterhouse you better go get Revival
But y'all are actin' like I tried to serve you up a slider

My talent? Oh, b-tch, I don't know who the f-ck y'all are
To give a sub-par bar or even have an opinion of you
You mention me, millions of views, attention in news
I mention you, lose-lose for me, win-win for you
Billions of views, your ten cents are two

Let me explain just how to make greatness
Straight out the gate, I'm ’bout to break it down
Ain't no mistakes allowed, but make no mistake, I'm 'bout
To rape the alphabet, I may raise some brows

When rap needed it most, I was that wing and a prayer
A beacon of hope, put a B-I-R-D in the air
Somewhere some kid is bumpin' this while he lip-syncs in the mirror
That's who I'm doin' it for, the rest I don't really even care

One last time for Charlamagne
If my response is late, it's just how long it takes
To hit my f-ckin' radar, I'm so far away

Gotta concentrate, against the clock I race
Got no time to waste, I'm already late, I got a marathoner's pace
Went from addict to a workaholic, word to Dr. Dre
In that first marijuana tape - guess I got a chronic case

I must be like pie crust because I was bred to rise like I was yeast
And you're never gonna reach these heights
They're just too high to reach
And I ain't even reached my f-ckin' highest