EMINEM & PROOF - EN LIVE DU FER (1999)

En Live Du Fer, le GPS indique : DETROIT 🇺🇸 (13 Mars 1999)

Le pilote : EMINEM a.k.a Slim Shady et le regretté PROOF

LYRICS

[Eminem] Yo, yo, I'll start it off, yo, yo… My name is Shady, his name is Proof Yo, we used to have a roof up on my house And now we had a mouse that ate the cheese out of the fridge Didn't want to admit that I was on welfare when I was three Plus, when I was four, my mother used to leave She used to always slam the door and say "Goodbye, goodbye, Marshall, I'm leaving, I'm single And right now I'm going to mingle at bingo." "Yeah, see you later, alligator," is what she said And I would always stay at house, freezin' till I'm dead 'Cause it was cold inside that house, we never had no heat Yo, Proof used to come walkin' up right up the street And be like, "Yo, what up, Em? How you doin'?" I used be like, "Yeah, man It's good to see you, dawg, but my life's ruined 'Cause my mom just left," she left my brother Nate And I hate the fact that we never had no food on our plate So then Proof said: "What up, Em?" Yo, so I said "Proof, won't you come in?" [Proof] Yeah, yeah, come in, what’s up with dat? Tango and Cash, came to mingle and blast Together tougher than Alcatraz prison bars Drivin' foreign cars Yes, it's me and my man compadre Black and white, white and ivory and black ebony They can't step to me, rubbery and heavenly They can't see us in the 313 vicinity Ayo, Em, ha ha ha ha [Eminem] What up? Ha, ha, I'm comin' like ha ha I'm ill like nah nah, and y'all don't wanna see me 'Cause I'm ill with the skill And I can grill and I always keep it real When I built my garage back after it just got burnt down Sorry that my parents weren't always around But it was really hectic growin' up But now I'm blowin' up So it don't matter: every show I do, I'm always showin' up To the club drunk as hell, drunk as fuck, drunk as what? Can't say that on MTV But remember it? Little old wimpy me Who used to always dream to be on MTV Now you can't see me I know you remember that rhyme Ayy, wait a minute, yo check it out, I'm 'bout to flatline Pass the mic back to Proof 'Cause we get loose, we drink gin and juice Sip it 'cause we always raise the roof [Proof] Ayo, ayo, we all up in your sight like cataracts Me and Em tag-team Beat any of y'all on some battle rap See us next time we strippin' out your Cadillac's How you like that? Soon you down like a battle axe [Eminem] I'm down like a battle axe I got a phatter axe to smash And I smash your cataracts 'Cause it's a Cadillac's that I be drivin' When I be high off fuckin' vivarin Now you can't see me 'cause I'm revivin' and survivin' In the D, every single day in Detroit If rappers wanna step to me, they better get to the point 'Cause they don't understand the way that I do it The fluid that I be spittin' is never written 'Cause I'm always, always bitten, 'cause it— [Proof] Ayo, you make your neck crack like a snare pop We're fresh and they're not So give it up, don't even do this You're wack, in fact you get flat-lined You need practice We stick you like a cactus Nah, you're not a guy, you're an actress The fact is— [Eminem] Here's my address, this is my old address And called… a street called Dresden Yo, dead presidents is what I'm resurrectin' Gotta say what's up to Desmond and JLB But yo, they don't help me Do a thing, they never did When I was a clever kid, rhymin' I always used to go to school and climb in The back baseball diamond [Proof] Hey yo, abort, hold up! Hurt shoulder Peace for Kurt Loder Yeah, we're doin' an interview In a minute or two We're gonna enter in you [Eminem] In the nude, when we intrude Don't mean to be rude But yo, what's up, dude? How you doin', MTV? How you doin', Kurt? How you doin' everybody else in the world? You gettin' hurt By this freestyle that I be comin' up with Eruptin' and kick your mother in the tummy And in the stomach [Proof] Ayo, ayo, and all of this we just done is freestyle Ah, ah, ah, don't touch that dial, yeah [Eminem] Hold it right there, I'm your worst nightmare Wipin' diapers on my high chair [Proof] What?! Yeah! [Eminem] When I was this big Now I'm still bigger, but I'm skinny like a twig Skinny little white boy Growin' up I liked noise I spike punch and light joints [Proof] Ayo, everybody looks for us to follow We thrust the bottle, thrust the throttle Bust a bottle over your head Train your thoughts just like Cus d'Amato Your guts is hollow Back up, Proof and Em [Eminem] And all them wack MC's steppin' to me at Saint Andrews Just remember that I hate you, and yo, I can't stand you [Proof] Yeah! [Eminem] Bye bye! Goodbye, good night! Bye bye, good night! Bye bye, good night! [Proof] Bye bye, bye bye, bye bye!