Eminem signs off on Western civilization

There is a shit ton of hidden meaning in Rap God.

He has a beard now. Shit.

Another rap twink that gets on his knees before the juuuuuu dick

He is a complete tool of the Conspiracy and sometimes he puts the "in-your-face-but-hidden" stuff all over his songs and music videos.

There is some song of his where he tells you flat out that he "sold his soul" and that he does what he is told to do. I don't remember the name of the song but there is a Satan voice and Doctor Dre is also in it.

Garbage

BTW...the music is atrocious, it's unreal what passes as music this days.

it's just relentlessly unmelodic. Bach would beat the fuck out of him for being so monotonous and unworthy.

Like i wrote in my previous comment...it's unreal that this sh*t is called music.

Fuck sake, ruined it lol

Eminem is a disshead
The only class he ever passed
Was Phys-Ed

Will you just make an account already? Geezusfuckingchrist!

Who cares what an Anglo Saxon wigger has to say.

Play it backwards and he says he is the butt sex king and not afraid of being gay

Dumbed-down much?

Millions of people?

God, that shit is horrible. The fact the guy is still around just proves how tasteless people are. Get some taste in music people!

Millions of dumbed-down, ignorant, mindless sheep who were never taught what music is.

Well, insofar as I don't fit the categories of "dumbed-down," "ignorant," or "mindless sheep who were never taught what music is," I disagree.

Pipe down trailer ass chad.

only people stupider than retards that listen to that garbage are the imbicels that find "meaning" in it

Dont min some of his older stuff but that was bollocks mate, for me anyway.

The last generation that mattered stopped listening to enimen 12 years ago

It's the caffeine, the nicotine, the milligrams of tar
It's my habitat, it needs to be cleaned, it's my car
It's the fast talk they use to abuse and feed my brain
It's the cat box, it needs to be changed, it's the pain
It's women, it's the plight for power it's government
It's the way you're given knowledge
Slow with thought control and subtle hints
It's rubbing it, it's itching it, it's applying cream
It's the foreigners sightseeing with high beams, it's in my dreams
It's the monsters that I conjure, it's the marijuana
It's embarrassment, displacement, it's where I wander
It's my genre, it's Madonna's videos
It's game shows, it's cheap liquor, blunts
And bumper stickers with rainbows
It's angels, demons, gods, it's the white devils
It's the monitors, the soundman, it's the fucking mic levels
It's gas fumes, fast food, Tommy Hil' and mommy's pill
Columbia House music club, designer drugs and rhyming thugs
It's bloods, crips, fives, six
It's stick up kids
It's Christian conservative terrorists, it's porno flicks
It's the east coast, no it's the west coast
It's public schools, it's asbestos
It's mentholated, it's techno
It's sleep, life, and death
It's speed, coke, and meth
It's hay fever, pain relievers, oral sex, and smoker's breath
It stretches for as far as the eye can see
It's reality, fuck it, it's everything but me

On and on and on and on
The list goes on and on and on and on
It's all according that life on a whole...

It's in the water, it's in the air, it's in the meat
It's indirect, indiscrete, inconsistent, incomplete
It's in the streets, every city and everywhere you go
In every man it's the insanity, the fantasy, the casualties
It's the health care system, it's welfare victims
It's assault weapons, it's television religion, and it's false lessons
It's cops, police, pigs with badges guns and sticks
It's harassment and a complex you carry when you're running shit
It's wondering if you get to eat, it's the heat
It's the winter, the weather
It's herpes, and it's forever
It's the virus that takes the lives of the weak and the strong
It's the drama that keeps on between me and my seed's mom
It's that need to speak long, it's that hunger for attention
It's the wack, who attack songs of redemption
It's prevention, It's the first solution
It's loose, it's out for retribution
It's mental pollution, and public execution
It's the nails that keep my hands and feet to these boards
It's the part time job that governs what you can afford
It's the fear, it's the fake
It's clear it can make time stop
And leave you stranded in the year of the snake
It's the dollar, yen, pound, it's all denominations
It's hourly wages for your professional observations
It's on your face and it's in your eyes
It's everything you be
Cause it ain't me, motherfucker, cause it ain't me, uh

Last Edited by 1sSol1d1ntel on 07/12/2017 05:30 PM

With this comment you're only proving one thing: Eminem is smarter than you ever will be.

Really? Cause I'm part of that generation. So I suppose my comment matters.