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    Eminem

    Просто интересно, есть ли на форуме слушатели этого талантливого матершинника?
    Из последнего:

    Нравится разбирать тексты его песен, он использует разнообразные метафоры и просто восхитительно играет словами:
    [Intro]
    Look, I was gonna go easy on you and not to hurt your feelings
    But I'm only going to get this one chance
    Something's wrong, I can feel it (Six minutes, Slim Shady, you're on)
    Just a feeling I've got, like something's about to happen, but I don't know what
    If that means, what I think it means, we're in trouble – big trouble – and if he is as bananas as you say, I'm not taking any chances
    You were just what the doctor ordered

    [Hook 1]
    I'm beginning to feel like a Rap God, Rap God
    All my people from the front to the back nod, back nod
    Now who thinks their arms are long enough to slapbox, slapbox?
    They said I rap like a robot, so call me Rapbot

    [Verse 1]
    But for me to rap like a computer must be in my genes
    I got a laptop in my back pocket
    My pen'll go off when I half-cock it
    Got a fat knot from that rap profit
    Made a living and a killing off it
    Ever since Bill Clinton was still in office
    With Monica Lewinsky feeling on his nut-sack
    I'm an MC still as honest
    But as rude and indecent as all hell
    Syllables, killaholic (Kill 'em all with)
    This slickety, gibbedy, hibbedy hip hop
    You don't really wanna get into a pissing match with this rappidy rap
    Packing a Mac in the back of the Ac, pack backpack rap, yep, yakety-yak
    And at the exact same time
    I attempt these lyrical acrobat stunts while I'm practicing that
    I'll still be able to break a mother****in' table
    Over the back of a couple of faggots and crack it in half
    Only realized it was ironic I was signed to Aftermath after the fact
    How could I not blow? All I do is drop F-bombs, feel my wrath of attack
    Rappers are having a rough time period, here's a maxipad
    It's actually disastrously bad for the wack
    While I'm masterfully constructing this masterpiece as

    [Hook 2]
    I'm beginning to feel like a Rap God, Rap God
    All my people from the front to the back nod, back nod
    Now who thinks their arms are long enough to slapbox, slapbox?
    Let me show you maintaining this shit ain't that hard, that hard

    [Verse 2]
    Everybody want the key and the secret to rap immortality like I have got
    Well, to be truthful the blueprint's simply rage and youthful exuberance
    Everybody loves to root for a nuisance
    Hit the earth like an asteroid, did nothing but shoot for the moon since
    MC's get taken to school with this music
    Cause I use it as a vehicle to bust a rhyme
    Now I lead a new school full of students
    Me? I'm a product of Rakim, Lakim Shabazz, 2Pac N-
    -W.A, Cube, hey, Doc, Ren, Yella, Eazy, thank you, they got Slim
    Inspired enough to one day grow up, blow up and be in a position
    To meet Run DMC and induct them into the mother****in' Rock n'
    Roll Hall of Fame
    Even though I walk in the church and burst in a ball of flames
    Only Hall of Fame I be inducted in is the alcohol of fame
    On the wall of shame
    You fags think it's all a game 'til I walk a flock of flames
    Off of planking, tell me what in the **** are you thinking?
    Little gay looking boy
    So gay I can barely say it with a straight face looking boy
    You witnessing a massacre
    Like you watching a church gathering take place looking boy
    Oy vey, that boy's gay, that's all they say looking boy
    You get a thumbs up, pat on the back
    And a way to go from your label everyday looking boy
    Hey, looking boy, what you say looking boy?
    I got a "hell yeah" from Dre looking boy
    I'mma work for everything I have
    Never ask nobody for shit, get outta my face looking boy
    Basically boy you're never gonna be capable
    To keep up with the same pace looking boy

    [Hook 3]
    I'm beginning to feel like a Rap God, Rap God
    All my people from the front to the back nod, back nod
    The way I'm racing around the track, call me Nascar, Nascar
    Dale Earnhardt of the trailer park, the White Trash God
    Kneel before General Zod this planet's Krypton, no Asgard, Asgard

    [Verse 3]
    So you be Thor and I'll be Odin, you rodent, I'm omnipotent
    Let off then I'm reloading immediately with these bombs I'm totin'
    And I should not be woken
    I'm the walking dead, but I'm just a talking head, a zombie floating
    But I got your mom deep throating
    I'm out my ramen noodle, we have nothing in common, poodle
    I'm a doberman, pinch yourself in the arm and pay homage, pupil
    It's me, my honesty's brutal
    But it's honestly futile if I don't utilize what I do though
    For good at least once in a while
    So I wanna make sure somewhere in this chicken scratch I scribble and doodle
    Enough rhymes to maybe to try and help get some people through tough times
    But I gotta keep a few punchlines just in case cause even you unsigned
    Rappers are hungry looking at me like it's lunchtime
    I know there was a time where once I
    Was king of the underground, but I still rap like I'm on my Pharoahe Monch grind
    So I crunch rhymes, but sometimes when you combine
    Appeal with the skin color of mine
    You get too big and here they come trying to censor you
    Like that one line I said on "I'm Back" from the Mathers LP
    One 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, but I've Morphed into an immortal coming through the portal
    You're stuck in a timewarp from 2004 though
    And I don't know what the **** that you rhyme for
    You're pointless as Rapunzel with ****ing cornrows
    You're like normal, **** being normal
    And I just bought a new Raygun from the future
    To just come and shoot ya like when Fabolous made Ray J mad
    Cause Fab said he looked like a fag at Mayweather’s pad
    Singin' to a man while they played piano
    Man, oh man, that was a 24/7 special on the cable channel
    So Ray J went straight to the radio station the very next day
    ''Hey, Fab, I'mma kill you''
    Lyrics coming at you at supersonic speed, (JJ Fad)
    Uh, sama lamaa duma lamaa you assuming I'm a human
    What I gotta do to get it through to you I'm superhuman
    Innovative and I'm made of rubber
    So that anything you saying ricocheting off of me and it'll glue to you
    I'm devastating, more than ever demonstrating
    How to give a mother****in' audience a feeling like it's levitating
    Never fading, and I know that the haters are forever waiting
    For the day that they can say I fell off, they'd be celebrating
    Cause I know the way to get 'em motivated
    I make elevating music, you make elevator music
    Oh, he's too mainstream
    Well, that's what they do when they get jealous, they confuse it
    It's not hip hop, it's pop, cause I found a hella way to fuse it
    With rock, shock rap with Doc
    Throw on Lose Yourself and make 'em lose it
    I don't know how to make songs like that
    I don't know what words to use
    Let me know when it occurs to you
    While I’m ripping any one of these verses, that versus you
    It’s curtains, I’m inadvertently hurtin' you
    How many verses I gotta murder to prove
    That if you're half as nice at songs you can sacrifice virgins to (ughhh)
    School flunkie, pill junky
    But look at the accolades the skills brung me
    Full of myself, but still hungry
    I bully myself cause I make me do what I put my mind to
    And I'm a million leagues above you, ill when I speak in tongues
    But it's still tongue in cheek, **** you
    I'm drunk so Satan take the ****ing wheel, I'm asleep in the front seat
    Bumping Heavy D and the Boys, still chunky, but funky
    But in my head there's something I can feel tugging and struggling
    Angels fight with devils and here's what they want from me
    They asking me to eliminate some of the women hate
    But if you take into consideration the bitter hatred that I had
    Then you may be a little patient and more sympathetic to the situation
    And understand the discrimination
    But **** it, life's handing you lemons, make lemonade then
    But if I can't batter the women how the **** am I supposed to bake them a cake then?
    Don't mistake it for Satan
    It's a fatal mistake if you think I need to be overseas
    And take a vacation to trip abroad
    And make her fall on her face and don't be a retard
    Be a king? Think not - why be a king when you can be a God?
    Пояснения по тексту: http://rapgenius.com/Eminem-rap-god-lyrics


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    Re: Eminem

    Я фанат можно сказать=) В 1 раз услышал в классе 4, слов нифига не понимал, но минуса нравились) Это я щас знаю его лирику. Альбомы нравится все, но особо бы хотел выделить: The Eminem Show и Encore
    Нравится разбирать тексты его песен, он использует разнообразные метафоры и просто восхитительно играет словами:
    +++
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    Re: Eminem

    Слушаем, слушаем, даже плакатик на стене имеется
    Eminem-image.jpg

    Тоже баловалась разбиранием текстов, Стэн был первым, впечатлила песня тогда очень.
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    Re: Eminem

    Свежий трек с Рианной для любителей чего полегче. Песня мне не понравилась, но текст шикарный.



    [Hook: Rihanna]
    I'm friends with the monster that's under my bed
    Get along with the voices inside of my head
    You're trying to save me, stop holding your breath
    And you think I'm crazy, yeah, you think I'm crazy

    [Verse 1: Eminem]
    I wanted the fame, but not the cover of Newsweek
    Oh well, guess beggars can't be choosey
    Wanted to receive attention for my music
    Wanted to be left alone in public, excuse me
    Been wanting my cake, and eat it too, and wanting it both ways
    Fame made me a balloon cause my ego inflated
    When I blew; see, it was confusing
    Cause all I wanted to do is be the Bruce Lee of loose leaf
    Abused ink, used it as a tool when I blew steam (wooh!)
    Hit the lottery, oh wee
    With what I gave up to get was bittersweet
    With this like winning a huge meet
    Ironic cause I think I'm getting so huge I need a shrink
    I'm beginning to lose sleep: one sheep, two sheep
    Going cuckoo and cooky as Kool Keith
    But I'm actually weirder than you think
    Cause I'm

    [Hook]

    [Bridge: Rihanna]
    Well, that's not fair
    Well, that's not fair

    [Verse 2: Eminem]
    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
    (Yeah, ponder it
    You-you won there's no more u-u-losing your mind
    The way it budged)
    Yo-lo-lo-lo-yee-whoo
    I think you've been wandering off down yonder
    And stumbled onto Jeff VanVonderen
    Cause I need an interventionist
    To intervene between me and this monster
    And save me from myself and all this conflict
    Cause the very thing that I love is killing me and I can't conquer it
    My OCD is conking me in the head
    Keep knocking, nobody's home, I'm sleep-barking
    I'm just relaying what the voice in my head's saying
    Don't shoot the messenger, I'm just friends with the

    [Hook]

    [Verse 3: Eminem]
    Call me crazy, but I have this vision
    One day that I'd walk amongst you a regular civilian
    But until then drums get killed and I'm coming straight at
    Emcees, blood get spilled and I
    Take it back to the days that I get on a Dre track
    Give every kid who got played at
    Pumped up feeling and shit to say back
    To the kids who played 'em
    I ain't here to save the ****ing children
    But if one kid out of a hundred million
    Who are going through a struggle feels and then relates that's so great
    It's payback, Russell Wilson falling way back
    In the draft, turn nothing into something, still can make that
    Straw into gold chump, I will spin Rumpelstiltskin in a haystack
    Maybe I need a straight jacket, face facts
    I am nuts for real, but I'm okay with that
    It's nothing, I'm still friends with the

    [Hook]
    http://rapgenius.com/Eminem-the-monster-lyrics

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    Re: Eminem

    А перевод на русский есть?

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    Re: Eminem

    Трэк буквально пару часов назад вышел, никто еще не переводил. Мне понравился кстати

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    O, а я работаю в компании его продюсера, Dr Dre )) Иногда эти личности заезжают к нам в офис в СФ и умничают))), а так они тусят в Санта Монике в ЛА в пафосном главном офисе.))
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    Цитата Сообщение от EGO Посмотреть сообщение
    O, а я работаю в компании его продюсера, Dr Dre )) Иногда эти личности заезжают к нам в офис в СФ и умничают))), а так они тусят в Санта Монике в ЛА в пафосном главном офисе.))
    А кем Вы работаете у доктора?

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    Цитата Сообщение от Neil Посмотреть сообщение
    А кем Вы работаете у доктора?
    Доктором))) Нахожу болезни в софте)) и автоматизирую их нахождение. >>> www.beatsmusic.com Coming soon...
    Последний раз редактировалось EGO; 29.10.2013 в 03:25.

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    Booking.com
    Цитата Сообщение от EGO Посмотреть сообщение
    Доктором))) Нахожу болезни в софте)) и автоматизирую их нахождение. >>> www.beatsmusic.com Coming soon...
    Многие мечтают о таком месте работы. А к музыке этой какого ваше отношение?

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