[Intro: Eminem]
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?
We’re gonna have a problem here
[Verse 1: SD]
Today I woke up in a sweat (What)
Eminem’s gone — I had a dream (How?)
Everyone wrote his duty «Rest in peace» (Ha)
RIP all over the internet (RIP)
Even the most washed-up Russian freshman made a post
That Eminem for him is essentially manure
‘Cause he was raised on Em
Em was the cause and beginning of all, beginning of all
And everyone loved him so much, listening to him all along (Oh, yes)
Everyone found something in Em’s Hip-Hop
What then translated, passed off as his own (What)
And didn’t think, none’ll understand the intension (Nope):
Cross Genius with Google Dictionary (What)
«If that’s not tied down, it means it’s mine own» (No)
No, it means that you are f*cking moron
[Verse 2: SD]
8 Mile, freestyle battle (Wow) with your drank dad (Wow)
The third part in a row, time to sell ads (1xBet)
Homie came to root, mother will judge (Wow-wow)
You’re the winner of this league, holy f*ck
You diss Trump, he p*ssed in your face (What?)
You’re social like Harper Lee
You fart by lips like Humperdinck (Ha-ha)
Your verse on how we need to live (Wow)
You are only friends with coals (Mavpa)
You weren’t retarded, but became retarded (Ha-ha-ha-ha)
And in the midst of these walls (What)
Eminem suddenly evaporated
[Chorus: SD]
What a pity that Eminem died
I don’t eat the third day, I do not slip the fifth day too
Eminem died early, Eminem died early
What a pity that Eminem died
I don’t eat the third day, I do not slip the fifth day too
Chka-chka-chka-chka-chka, f*ck you
[Verse 3: Slava KPSS]
Em died, it would be better if it was DK (Yeah!)
Or Oxxxymiron, he’s stupid motherf*cker
I didn’t know English at school, hooray
What influenced me more is TV series SashaTanya
There is a sea of punchlines and cool storytelling (Brra)
Not a f*cking nagging from an aged di*khead (Yeah)
Em died, Ja Rule is dancing on his grave
Now he is in graffiti in Nizhny Tagil
There is meeting of LIZER and FLESH
They play on guitar and shout “Lose Yourself”
And baby Kim did not grieve for long
She married to Zamay’s c*ck
“He was a star,” was written by The Flow
And Donald Trump demolished Detroit
f*ck Detroit and american rap
I love ditties, because I am a Russian man
And Asyl’bek from Uzbekistan
Will pour me half a glass of hash
We’ll remember the smoking room as ship in the kitchen
“I’m not afraid,” do you remember, Guf’y kicked in?
And then was grief, and not all this
What a pity that Eminem died not in 2003 (Yeah)
But what can I say when a genius evaporated?
Zamay! Chka-chka-chka, Slim Shady
[Chorus: SD]
Eminem died
I don’t eat the third day, I do not slip the fifth day too
Eminem died early, Eminem died early
What a pity that Eminem died
I don’t eat the third day, I do not slip the fifth day too
Chka-chka-chka-chka-chka, f*ck you
[Outro: Eminem]
Ha ha, I guess there’s a Slim Shady in all of us