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After some thought, I'm just going to be zen for a bit here and offer some songs for download:
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The pair of songs are both by Eminem; in "Square Dance" he spoofs Bush, spoofs the rap industry, and spoofs mass media. See if you can find it. =)
And remember, the name of the game here? Is Unreliable Narrator.
Square Dance
[Verse 1]
Never been the type to bend or budge
The wrong button to push,
No friend of Bush
I'm the centerpiece, your the Maltese.
I am a pittbull off his leash,
All this peace, talk can cease.
All these people I had to leave in limbo,
I'm back now,
I've come to release this info
I'll be brief and let me just keep shit simple.
Canabis don't want no beef with Slim?
Noooo!
Not even on my radar,
So won't you please jump off my dick
Lay off and stay off,
And follow me as I put these crayons to chaos from seance to seance,
Aw-a-aw-ch-a-aw
[Chorus X2]
Y'all C'mon now,
Let's all get on down,
Let's do-si-do now,
We gon' have a good ol' time.
Don't be scared, cus there ain't nuttin' to worry 'bout,
Let your hair down,
And square dance with me!
[Verse 2]
Let your hair down to the track,
Yeah kick on back.
Boo!
The boogies monster of rap,
Yeah the man's back
With a plan to ambush this Bush administration,
Mush the Senate's face in and push this generation,
Of kids to stand and fight for the right
to say something you might not like,
This white hot light,
That i'm under,
No wonder,
I look so sunburnt,
Oh no,
I won't leave no stone unturned,
Oh no i won't leave,
Won't go nowhere,
Do-si-do,
Oh, yo, ho, hello there
Oh yeah don't think I won't go there,
Go to the Beirut and do a show there
Yah you laugh till your muthafuckin' ass gets drafted,
While you're at band camp thinkin' the crap can't happen,
Till you fuck around,
Get an anthrax napkin,
Inside a package wrapped in saran Wrap wrapping,
Open the plastic and then you stand back gasping,
Fuckin' assassins hijackin' Amtracks crashin,
All this terror America demands action,
Next thing you know you've got Uncle Sam's ass askin'
To join the army or what you'll do for there Navy.
You just a baby,
Gettin' recruited at eighteen,
You're on a plane now,
Eatin their food and their baked beans.
I'm 28 ,
They gon take you 'fore they take me
Crazy insane or insane crazy?
When I say Hussein you say Shady,
My views aint changed still Inhumane,
Wait,
Arraigned two days late,
The date's today,
Hang me!
[Chorus X2]
[Verse 3]
Nothin' moves me more than a groove the soothes me,
Nothin'soothes me more than a groove
that boosts me,
Nothin' boosts me more,
Or suits me beautifully,
There's nothin' you can do to me,
Stab at me,
Shoot at me,
Psychotic,
Hypnotic, product, I got the antibotic:
Ain't nobody hotter and so on and yada yada
God I talk alot of hem-de-lay-la-la-la,
oochie walla um da dah da dah da but you gotta gotta,
Keep movin',
There's more music to make,
Keep makin' new shit,
Produce hits to break
the monotony,
What's gotten into me?
Drug's, rock and Hennessey,
Thug like I'm 'Pac on my enemies,
On your knees,
Got you under seige,
Somebody you would give a lung to be
hun-ga-ry,
Like a fuckin' younger me,
Fuck the fee,
I can get you jumped for free,
Yah buddy,
Laugh it's funny,
I have the money to have you killed by somebody who has nothing,
I'm past bluffing,
Pass the K-Y,
Let's get ready for some intense,
serious ass fucking!
[Chorus X2]
[Outro]
"My Dad's Gone Crazy" frankly has one of the most annoying choruses EVER. (EVER.) But the verses are *stunning*. Hold your judgement until the third verse hits, the first time I listened to this I forgot to breathe (once I hit the 3rd) until the end, and it *still* makes me pause.
Because for all the other things that go on in this song? What is boils down to is:
Let me speak.
Or rather:
I *will* make myself heard.
What with the brouhaha over the LJ post being ratted out to the Secret Service, what with whatever messes and kerfuffles and issues, this bears repeating: You should make yourself heard. Somehow, some place, in some way.
My Dad's Gone Crazy
[Intro:]
[Tuning TV]
[Eminem Snortin Crack]
[TV Presenter:]
Hello boys and girls
Today we're gonna talk about father and daughter relationships
Do you have a daddy?
I'll bet you do
[Door opens]
who's your daddy?
[Hailie:]
Daddy, what're you doing?
[Beat starts]
[Eminem:]
Haha
[Eminem & Hailie:]
Ok then! everybody, listen up!
[Eminem:]
I'm goin to hell, who's comin' with me?
[Hailie:]
Somebody, please help him!
[giggle]
i think my dad gone crazy!
[Verse #1:]
There's no mountain i can't climb
There's no tower too high,
No plane that i can't learn how to fly
What do i gotta do to get through to you, to show you
There ain't nothing i can't take this chainsaw to
[Hailey Makes Chainsaw Sound]
Fuckin' brain's brawn, and brass balls
I cut 'em off, i got 'em pickled and bronzed in a glass jar
Inside of a hall, with my framed autographed,
Sunglasses with elton john's name, on my drag wall
I'm out the closet, i been lying my ass off
All this time, me and dre been fucking with hats off
[Dr Dre:]
Suck it marshall
[Eminem:]
So tell Laura and her husband to back off
Before i push this motherfucking button and blast off
And launch one of these russians, and blast off
[Hailie Makes Explosion Sound]
Blow every fucking thing, except afghanistan on the map, off
When will it stop? When will I knock the crap off?
[Knocking]
Hailie, tell 'em baby
[Hailie:]
My dad's lost it
[Chorus:]
[Eminem:]
There's really nothin' else to say I, I can't explain it
[Hailie:]
I think my dad gone crazy!
[Eminem:]
A little help from Hailie Jade won't you tell em' baby
[Hailie:]
I think my dad gone crazy!
[Eminem:]
Theres nothin' you could do or say that could ever change me
[Hailie:]
I think my dad gone crazy!
[Eminem:]
There's no one on earth that can save me, not even halie
[Hailie:]
I think my dad gone crazy!
[Verse 2:]
It's like my mother always told me
[Eminem Impersinates His Mom]
Rana Rana Rana Rana Rana Rana Rana Rana Rana Rana,
and codeine and goddamit, you little motherfucker
If you aint got nothin' nice to say then don't say nothin'
uh..
Fuck that shit, bitch, eat a motherfuckin' dick
Chew on a prick, and lick a million motherfuckin' cocks per second
I'd rather put out a motherfucking gospel record
I'd rather be a pussy-whipped bitch, eat pussy
And have pussy-lips glued to my face with a clit-ring in my nose
Then quit bringin my flows, quit giving me my ammo
Can't you see why i'm so mean? if y'all leave me alone, this wouldn't be my
m.o.
I wouldn't have to go eenie meenie minie mo
Catch a homo by his toe, man i don't know no more
Am i the only fuckin one who's normal any more?
[Hailie:]
Dad
[Chorus]
[Verse #3:]
My songs can make you cry, take you by surprise
And at the same time, make you dry your eyes with the same rhyme
See what you're seeing is a genius at work
Which to me isn't work, so it's easy to misinterpret it at first,
Cuz when i speak, it's tongue in cheek
I'd yank my fuckin teeth before id ever bite my tongue
I'd slice my gums, get struck by fuckin' lightning twice at once
And die and come back as vanilla ice's son
And walk around the rest of my life spit on
And kicked and hit with shit, every time i sung
Like R Kelly as soon as "bump n' grind" comes on
More pain inside of my brain, than the eyes of a little girl inside of a
plane
Aimed at the World Trade, standin' on Ronnie's grave,
Screaming at the sky, till clouds gather as Clyde Mathers and Bonnie Jade
And thats pretty much the gist of it,Parents are pissed, but the kids love
it
Nine millimeter, heater stashed, in two-seaters with meat cleavers
I don't blame you, i wouldn't let hailie listen to me neither
[Chorus]
[Outro:]
[Eminem:]
Crazy
[Hailie:]
ha ha
You're funny daddy!
I lost my copy of "We As Americans", so I don't have it available for download, but it's lyrics are interesting and, as usual, with multi-meanings.
We As Americans
[Eminem singing]
There's an intruder
In my house
He cut my phone-lines
Can't dial out
I scream for police
But I doubt
They're gonna hear me
when I shout
[Rapping]
A couple of Cocktails will sent me to jail
There's a couple of cops hot on my trail
But this time, when I get pulled over
There's a Doberman pincher and a Pitbull in the seat
These pigs 'll get bit fooling with me
Quit fooling with me
Bitch, you're gonna see
No pistol in the seat
Why it always gotta be an issue when you're me
And which you're gonna see in the long run
Im'a be the wrong one
You wanna harass with this limo-tinted glass
Flashin that flashlight on my ass
Where was you at
Last night when them ass holes
Ran up on my grass
Rapper slash actor
Kiss the crack of my cracker slashed ass
They took away my right to bear arms
What I'm posed to fight with bare palms?
Yeah right
They coming with bombs
I'm comin with flare guns
We as Americans
[Chorus-Eminem]
We as a Americans
Us as a Citizen
Gotta protect ourselves
Look at how shit has been
We better check ourselves
Livin up in these streets
Through worse and through better health
Surviving by any means
We as Americans
Us as a citizen
We as Samaritans
What do we get us in
We better check ourselves
Look at how shit has been
Take a look where you live
This is America
And we are Americans
[Rapping]
I make Buku bucks
Wear Buku vests
Drama hangin over my head like a voodoo hex
I could've been next to fly over the cuckoo's nest
But you know who
With an "S" tattooed to my chest
But I've finessed' it
Now I got the Industry pissy
Ever since me and Dre split it 50/50 on 50 it's funny
We got a buzz spreading quicker than making paper airplanes out of a 20
Fuck money
I don't rap for dead presidents
I'd rather see the president dead
It's never been said
But I said precedents in the standards
And they can't stand it
My name should've been bastard
The shit should've been plastered
On my forehead with a stamp
I should've been blasted
I should've been had a cap put in my ass
But I'm too swift and fast for that
One bastard
I'm too old to cruise Gratiot
Fuck that shit
I done seen how fast this rap shit
Can turn into some Pap-Pap shit
That quick
Snap CLICK
But this time they got the fuckin Auto-ma-tic
Aint no one Gon' test this Mon'
CLACK
[Chorus]
We as a Americans
Us as a Citizen
Gotta protect ourselves
Look at how shit has been
We better check ourselves
Livin up in these streets
Through worse and through better health
Surviving by any means
We as Americans
Us as a citizen
We as Samaritans
What do we get us in
We better check ourselves
Look at how shit has been
Take a look where you live
This is America
And we are Americans
[Rapping]
(SSHHH)
I got a secret if you can keep it between us
I tucked 2 Nina's under my jeans either side of my penis
Under my Long Johns
Under my Sean Johns
When running with the long arm or the long long gone
Im'a do five years or less than that
No questions asked
It might be a good idea that I stop right here
And quit while I'm ahead
Already in the red
Already got a steady infrared aimed for my head
A Target on my back
Bigger problems than that
Bin Laden on my ass
He probably gone send a task
I ain't gone even ask
They ain't gon' let me pack
They ain't gon' gimme my Semi but I got my weed back
[Chorus]
We as a Americans
Us as a citizen
Gotta protect ourselves
Look at how shit has been
We better check ourselves
Livin up in these streets
Through worse and through better health
Surviving by any means
We are Americans
Us as a citizen
We as Samaritans
What do we get us in
We better check ourselves
Look at how shit has been
Take a look where you live
This is America
And we are Americans
And, by this time it's a perhaps more than just a bit depressing, which is why at the end of the rotation I now have "Mosh", because say what you will about the heavy beat and the ugly voice, it uplifts because it repeats, we have a voice, we have a choice, we can get to that light at the end of the tunnel.
Still interested in more?
Here's a great visual-textual analysis of Mosh - ie. symbolism and meaning and social impact nitpicked apart
Here's a thorough review/argument of The Eminem Show as a State of the Union Address, post-9/11 with interesting comments on the misogynistic and homophobic labels that frequently follow Eminem
[right click and save as]
The pair of songs are both by Eminem; in "Square Dance" he spoofs Bush, spoofs the rap industry, and spoofs mass media. See if you can find it. =)
And remember, the name of the game here? Is Unreliable Narrator.
Square Dance
[Verse 1]
Never been the type to bend or budge
The wrong button to push,
No friend of Bush
I'm the centerpiece, your the Maltese.
I am a pittbull off his leash,
All this peace, talk can cease.
All these people I had to leave in limbo,
I'm back now,
I've come to release this info
I'll be brief and let me just keep shit simple.
Canabis don't want no beef with Slim?
Noooo!
Not even on my radar,
So won't you please jump off my dick
Lay off and stay off,
And follow me as I put these crayons to chaos from seance to seance,
Aw-a-aw-ch-a-aw
[Chorus X2]
Y'all C'mon now,
Let's all get on down,
Let's do-si-do now,
We gon' have a good ol' time.
Don't be scared, cus there ain't nuttin' to worry 'bout,
Let your hair down,
And square dance with me!
[Verse 2]
Let your hair down to the track,
Yeah kick on back.
Boo!
The boogies monster of rap,
Yeah the man's back
With a plan to ambush this Bush administration,
Mush the Senate's face in and push this generation,
Of kids to stand and fight for the right
to say something you might not like,
This white hot light,
That i'm under,
No wonder,
I look so sunburnt,
Oh no,
I won't leave no stone unturned,
Oh no i won't leave,
Won't go nowhere,
Do-si-do,
Oh, yo, ho, hello there
Oh yeah don't think I won't go there,
Go to the Beirut and do a show there
Yah you laugh till your muthafuckin' ass gets drafted,
While you're at band camp thinkin' the crap can't happen,
Till you fuck around,
Get an anthrax napkin,
Inside a package wrapped in saran Wrap wrapping,
Open the plastic and then you stand back gasping,
Fuckin' assassins hijackin' Amtracks crashin,
All this terror America demands action,
Next thing you know you've got Uncle Sam's ass askin'
To join the army or what you'll do for there Navy.
You just a baby,
Gettin' recruited at eighteen,
You're on a plane now,
Eatin their food and their baked beans.
I'm 28 ,
They gon take you 'fore they take me
Crazy insane or insane crazy?
When I say Hussein you say Shady,
My views aint changed still Inhumane,
Wait,
Arraigned two days late,
The date's today,
Hang me!
[Chorus X2]
[Verse 3]
Nothin' moves me more than a groove the soothes me,
Nothin'soothes me more than a groove
that boosts me,
Nothin' boosts me more,
Or suits me beautifully,
There's nothin' you can do to me,
Stab at me,
Shoot at me,
Psychotic,
Hypnotic, product, I got the antibotic:
Ain't nobody hotter and so on and yada yada
God I talk alot of hem-de-lay-la-la-la,
oochie walla um da dah da dah da but you gotta gotta,
Keep movin',
There's more music to make,
Keep makin' new shit,
Produce hits to break
the monotony,
What's gotten into me?
Drug's, rock and Hennessey,
Thug like I'm 'Pac on my enemies,
On your knees,
Got you under seige,
Somebody you would give a lung to be
hun-ga-ry,
Like a fuckin' younger me,
Fuck the fee,
I can get you jumped for free,
Yah buddy,
Laugh it's funny,
I have the money to have you killed by somebody who has nothing,
I'm past bluffing,
Pass the K-Y,
Let's get ready for some intense,
serious ass fucking!
[Chorus X2]
[Outro]
"My Dad's Gone Crazy" frankly has one of the most annoying choruses EVER. (EVER.) But the verses are *stunning*. Hold your judgement until the third verse hits, the first time I listened to this I forgot to breathe (once I hit the 3rd) until the end, and it *still* makes me pause.
Because for all the other things that go on in this song? What is boils down to is:
Let me speak.
Or rather:
I *will* make myself heard.
What with the brouhaha over the LJ post being ratted out to the Secret Service, what with whatever messes and kerfuffles and issues, this bears repeating: You should make yourself heard. Somehow, some place, in some way.
My Dad's Gone Crazy
[Intro:]
[Tuning TV]
[Eminem Snortin Crack]
[TV Presenter:]
Hello boys and girls
Today we're gonna talk about father and daughter relationships
Do you have a daddy?
I'll bet you do
[Door opens]
who's your daddy?
[Hailie:]
Daddy, what're you doing?
[Beat starts]
[Eminem:]
Haha
[Eminem & Hailie:]
Ok then! everybody, listen up!
[Eminem:]
I'm goin to hell, who's comin' with me?
[Hailie:]
Somebody, please help him!
[giggle]
i think my dad gone crazy!
[Verse #1:]
There's no mountain i can't climb
There's no tower too high,
No plane that i can't learn how to fly
What do i gotta do to get through to you, to show you
There ain't nothing i can't take this chainsaw to
[Hailey Makes Chainsaw Sound]
Fuckin' brain's brawn, and brass balls
I cut 'em off, i got 'em pickled and bronzed in a glass jar
Inside of a hall, with my framed autographed,
Sunglasses with elton john's name, on my drag wall
I'm out the closet, i been lying my ass off
All this time, me and dre been fucking with hats off
[Dr Dre:]
Suck it marshall
[Eminem:]
So tell Laura and her husband to back off
Before i push this motherfucking button and blast off
And launch one of these russians, and blast off
[Hailie Makes Explosion Sound]
Blow every fucking thing, except afghanistan on the map, off
When will it stop? When will I knock the crap off?
[Knocking]
Hailie, tell 'em baby
[Hailie:]
My dad's lost it
[Chorus:]
[Eminem:]
There's really nothin' else to say I, I can't explain it
[Hailie:]
I think my dad gone crazy!
[Eminem:]
A little help from Hailie Jade won't you tell em' baby
[Hailie:]
I think my dad gone crazy!
[Eminem:]
Theres nothin' you could do or say that could ever change me
[Hailie:]
I think my dad gone crazy!
[Eminem:]
There's no one on earth that can save me, not even halie
[Hailie:]
I think my dad gone crazy!
[Verse 2:]
It's like my mother always told me
[Eminem Impersinates His Mom]
Rana Rana Rana Rana Rana Rana Rana Rana Rana Rana,
and codeine and goddamit, you little motherfucker
If you aint got nothin' nice to say then don't say nothin'
uh..
Fuck that shit, bitch, eat a motherfuckin' dick
Chew on a prick, and lick a million motherfuckin' cocks per second
I'd rather put out a motherfucking gospel record
I'd rather be a pussy-whipped bitch, eat pussy
And have pussy-lips glued to my face with a clit-ring in my nose
Then quit bringin my flows, quit giving me my ammo
Can't you see why i'm so mean? if y'all leave me alone, this wouldn't be my
m.o.
I wouldn't have to go eenie meenie minie mo
Catch a homo by his toe, man i don't know no more
Am i the only fuckin one who's normal any more?
[Hailie:]
Dad
[Chorus]
[Verse #3:]
My songs can make you cry, take you by surprise
And at the same time, make you dry your eyes with the same rhyme
See what you're seeing is a genius at work
Which to me isn't work, so it's easy to misinterpret it at first,
Cuz when i speak, it's tongue in cheek
I'd yank my fuckin teeth before id ever bite my tongue
I'd slice my gums, get struck by fuckin' lightning twice at once
And die and come back as vanilla ice's son
And walk around the rest of my life spit on
And kicked and hit with shit, every time i sung
Like R Kelly as soon as "bump n' grind" comes on
More pain inside of my brain, than the eyes of a little girl inside of a
plane
Aimed at the World Trade, standin' on Ronnie's grave,
Screaming at the sky, till clouds gather as Clyde Mathers and Bonnie Jade
And thats pretty much the gist of it,Parents are pissed, but the kids love
it
Nine millimeter, heater stashed, in two-seaters with meat cleavers
I don't blame you, i wouldn't let hailie listen to me neither
[Chorus]
[Outro:]
[Eminem:]
Crazy
[Hailie:]
ha ha
You're funny daddy!
I lost my copy of "We As Americans", so I don't have it available for download, but it's lyrics are interesting and, as usual, with multi-meanings.
We As Americans
[Eminem singing]
There's an intruder
In my house
He cut my phone-lines
Can't dial out
I scream for police
But I doubt
They're gonna hear me
when I shout
[Rapping]
A couple of Cocktails will sent me to jail
There's a couple of cops hot on my trail
But this time, when I get pulled over
There's a Doberman pincher and a Pitbull in the seat
These pigs 'll get bit fooling with me
Quit fooling with me
Bitch, you're gonna see
No pistol in the seat
Why it always gotta be an issue when you're me
And which you're gonna see in the long run
Im'a be the wrong one
You wanna harass with this limo-tinted glass
Flashin that flashlight on my ass
Where was you at
Last night when them ass holes
Ran up on my grass
Rapper slash actor
Kiss the crack of my cracker slashed ass
They took away my right to bear arms
What I'm posed to fight with bare palms?
Yeah right
They coming with bombs
I'm comin with flare guns
We as Americans
[Chorus-Eminem]
We as a Americans
Us as a Citizen
Gotta protect ourselves
Look at how shit has been
We better check ourselves
Livin up in these streets
Through worse and through better health
Surviving by any means
We as Americans
Us as a citizen
We as Samaritans
What do we get us in
We better check ourselves
Look at how shit has been
Take a look where you live
This is America
And we are Americans
[Rapping]
I make Buku bucks
Wear Buku vests
Drama hangin over my head like a voodoo hex
I could've been next to fly over the cuckoo's nest
But you know who
With an "S" tattooed to my chest
But I've finessed' it
Now I got the Industry pissy
Ever since me and Dre split it 50/50 on 50 it's funny
We got a buzz spreading quicker than making paper airplanes out of a 20
Fuck money
I don't rap for dead presidents
I'd rather see the president dead
It's never been said
But I said precedents in the standards
And they can't stand it
My name should've been bastard
The shit should've been plastered
On my forehead with a stamp
I should've been blasted
I should've been had a cap put in my ass
But I'm too swift and fast for that
One bastard
I'm too old to cruise Gratiot
Fuck that shit
I done seen how fast this rap shit
Can turn into some Pap-Pap shit
That quick
Snap CLICK
But this time they got the fuckin Auto-ma-tic
Aint no one Gon' test this Mon'
CLACK
[Chorus]
We as a Americans
Us as a Citizen
Gotta protect ourselves
Look at how shit has been
We better check ourselves
Livin up in these streets
Through worse and through better health
Surviving by any means
We as Americans
Us as a citizen
We as Samaritans
What do we get us in
We better check ourselves
Look at how shit has been
Take a look where you live
This is America
And we are Americans
[Rapping]
(SSHHH)
I got a secret if you can keep it between us
I tucked 2 Nina's under my jeans either side of my penis
Under my Long Johns
Under my Sean Johns
When running with the long arm or the long long gone
Im'a do five years or less than that
No questions asked
It might be a good idea that I stop right here
And quit while I'm ahead
Already in the red
Already got a steady infrared aimed for my head
A Target on my back
Bigger problems than that
Bin Laden on my ass
He probably gone send a task
I ain't gone even ask
They ain't gon' let me pack
They ain't gon' gimme my Semi but I got my weed back
[Chorus]
We as a Americans
Us as a citizen
Gotta protect ourselves
Look at how shit has been
We better check ourselves
Livin up in these streets
Through worse and through better health
Surviving by any means
We are Americans
Us as a citizen
We as Samaritans
What do we get us in
We better check ourselves
Look at how shit has been
Take a look where you live
This is America
And we are Americans
And, by this time it's a perhaps more than just a bit depressing, which is why at the end of the rotation I now have "Mosh", because say what you will about the heavy beat and the ugly voice, it uplifts because it repeats, we have a voice, we have a choice, we can get to that light at the end of the tunnel.
Still interested in more?
Here's a great visual-textual analysis of Mosh - ie. symbolism and meaning and social impact nitpicked apart
Here's a thorough review/argument of The Eminem Show as a State of the Union Address, post-9/11 with interesting comments on the misogynistic and homophobic labels that frequently follow Eminem
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