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The Real Slim Shady Lyrics – Eminem

    The Real Slim Shady is a popular song by Eminem from the 2000 album The Marshall Mathers LP. It won the 2001 Grammy Award for Best Rap Solo Performance. Check words to The Real Slim Shady song or Eminem The Real Slim Shady Lyrics in English below.

    The Real Slim Shady Lyrics – Eminem

    [Intro]
    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]
    Y’all act like you never seen a white person before
    Jaws all on the floor like Pam like Tommy just burst in the door
    And started whoopin’ her ass worse than before
    They first were divorced, throwin’ her over furniture (Agh!)
    It’s the return of the “Oh, wait, no way, you’re kidding
    He didn’t just say what I think he did, did he?”
    And Dr. Dre said… nothing, you idiots!
    Dr. Dre’s dead, he’s locked in my basement (Ha ha!)
    Feminist women love Eminem
    “Chicka, chicka, chicka, Slim Shady, I’m sick of him
    Look at him, walkin’ around, grabbin’ his you-know-what
    Flippin’ the you-know-who,” “Yeah, but he’s so cute though”
    Yeah, I probably got a couple of screws up in my head loose
    But no worse than what’s goin’ on in your parents’ bedrooms
    Sometimes I wanna get on TV and just let loose
    But can’t, but it’s cool for Tom Green to hump a dead moose
    “My bum is on your lips, my bum is on your lips”
    And if I’m lucky, you might just give it a little kiss
    And that’s the message that we deliver to little kids
    And expect them not to know what a woman’s clitoris is
    Of course, they’re gonna know what intercourse is
    By the time they hit fourth grade
    They’ve got the Discovery Channel, don’t they?
    We ain’t nothin’ but mammals—well, some of us, cannibals
    Who cut other people open like cantaloupes
    But if we can hump dead animals and antelopes
    Then there’s no reason that a man and another man can’t elope
    But if you feel like I feel, I got the antidote
    Women, wave your pantyhose, sing the chorus, and it goes—
    [Chorus]
    I’m Slim Shady, yes, I’m the real Shady
    All you other Slim Shadys are just imitating
    So won’t the real Slim Shady please stand up
    Please stand up, please stand up?
    ‘Cause I’m Slim Shady, yes, I’m the real Shady
    All you other Slim Shadys are just imitating
    So won’t the real Slim Shady please stand up
    Please stand up, please stand up?

    [Verse 2]
    Will Smith don’t gotta cuss in his raps to sell records (Nope)
    Well, I do, so fuck him and fuck you too!
    You think I give a damn about a GRAMMY?
    Half of you critics can’t even stomach me, let alone stand me
    “But Slim, what if you win, wouldn’t it be weird?”
    Why, so you guys could just lie to get me here?
    So you can sit me here next to Britney Spears?
    Shit, Christina Aguilera better switch me chairs
    So I can sit next to Carson Daly and Fred Durst
    And hear ’em argue over who she gave head to first
    Little bitch put me on blast on MTV
    “Yeah, he’s cute, but I think he’s married to Kim, hee-hee”
    I should download her audio on MP3
    And show the whole world how you gave Eminem VD (Agh!)
    I’m sick of you little girl and boy groups
    All you do is annoy me, so I have been sent here to destroy you
    And there’s a million of us just like me
    Who cuss like me, who just don’t give a fuck like me
    Who dress like me; walk, talk and act like me
    And just might be the next best thing, but not quite me
    [Chorus]
    ‘Cause I’m Slim Shady, yes, I’m the real Shady
    All you other Slim Shadys are just imitating
    So won’t the real Slim Shady please stand up
    Please stand up, please stand up?
    ‘Cause I’m Slim Shady, yes, I’m the real Shady
    All you other Slim Shadys are just imitating
    So won’t the real Slim Shady please stand up
    Please stand up, please stand up?

    [Verse 3]
    I’m like a head trip to listen to, ’cause I’m only givin’ you
    Things you joke about with your friends inside your livin’ room
    The only difference is I got the balls to say it in front of y’all
    And I don’t gotta be false or sugarcoat it at all
    I just get on the mic and spit it
    And whether you like to admit it, I just shit it
    Better than ninety percent of you rappers out can
    Then you wonder: “How can kids eat up these albums like Valiums?”
    It’s funny, ’cause at the rate, I’m going, when I’m thirty
    I’ll be the only person in the nursing home flirting
    Pinching nurse’s asses when I’m jacking off with Jergens
    And I’m jerking, but this whole bag of Viagra isn’t working
    And every single person is a Slim Shady lurking
    He could be working at Burger King, spittin’ on your onion rings
    Or in the parking lot, circling, screaming, “I don’t give a fuck!”
    With his windows down and his system up
    So will the real Shady please stand up
    And put one of those fingers on each hand up?
    And be proud to be outta your mind and outta control
    And one more time, loud as you can, how does it go?
    [Chorus]
    I’m Slim Shady, yes, I’m the real Shady
    All you other Slim Shadys are just imitating
    So won’t the real Slim Shady please stand up
    Please stand up, please stand up?
    ‘Cause I’m Slim Shady, yes, I’m the real Shady
    All you other Slim Shadys are just imitating
    So won’t the real Slim Shady please stand up
    Please stand up, please stand up?
    ‘Cause I’m Slim Shady, yes, I’m the real Shady
    All you other Slim Shadys are just imitating
    So won’t the real Slim Shady please stand up
    Please stand up, please stand up?
    ‘Cause I’m Slim Shady, yes, I’m the real Shady
    All you other Slim Shadys are just imitating
    So won’t the real Slim Shady please stand up
    Please stand up, please stand up?

    [Outro]
    Ha ha, I guess there’s a Slim Shady in all of us
    Fuck it, let’s all stand up!

    [Produced by Dr. Dre & Mel-Man]

     

    Writer(s): Dr. Dre, Eminem, Tommy Coster

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