Eminem Quotes

Extortion, snortin', supportin' abortion
Pathological liar, blowin' shit out of proportion
The looniest, zaniest, spontaneous, sporadic
Impulsive thinker, compulsive drinker, addict
Half animal, half man

(imitating Norman Bates) Mother, are you there? I love you!
I never meant to hit you over the head with that shovel!

They say music can alter moods and talk to you
Well, can it load a gun up for you and cock it too?
If it can, then the next time you assault a dude
Just tell the judge that it was my fault, and I'll get sued

Bitch, I ain't no fucking G, I'm a cannibal!
I ain't trying to shoot you, I'm trying to chop you into pieces and eat you!

We're all we got in this world
When it spins, when it swirls, when it whirls, when it twirls

My brain's gone, my soul's worn, my spirit is torn
The rest of my body's still bein' operated on

I don't rap for dead presidents, I'd rather see the president dead

I poured my heart out to you, let down my guard, swear to God
I'll blow my brains in your lap, lay here and die in your arms
Drop to my knees and I'm pleading, I'm trying to stop you from leaving

My song can make you cry, take you by surprise
At the same time, can make your 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

A lot of people ask me where the fuck I've been at the last few years? Shit, I don't know. But I do know I'm back now!

Like a 'Fuck You' for Christmas, his gift is a curse

Like a flame in the night
Like a ghost in the dark
There's a ray, there's a light
There's a hope, there's a spark

I want the money, the women, the fortune and fame
That means I end up burnin' in Hell, scorchin' in flame
That means I'm stealin' your checkbook and forgin' your name
This lifetime bliss for eternal torture and pain

Got bitches on my jock out in East Detroit
'Cause they think that I'm a motherfucking Beastie Boy

I can't change the way I am… but if I offended you, good, 'cause I still don't give a fuck!

Y'all are Eminem backwards: you're mini-mes