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Say What You Say

5:09hip hop, west coast hip hop, rap, gangster rap, g-funk, old school hip hop Album The Eminem Show 2002-05-26

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Description

Mixing Engineer, Producer: Dr. Dre

Recording Engineer: Mauricio "Veto" Iragorri

Recording Engineer: Steve King

Composer Lyricist: Mike Elizondo

Recording Second Engineer: Mike Strange

Recording Second Engineer: James "Flea" McCrone

Spokenword: Timbaland

Composer Lyricist: Marshall Mathers

Composer Lyricist: Andre R. Young

Composer Lyricist: Theron Feemster

Lyrics and translation

Original

Huh.
-So I'm out the game, huh? -Uh. Yo, Dre, we ridin'?
Whatever.
-Well, I'm with you, homie. -Okay.
Let's handle the small shit.
I was born to brew up storms and stir up shit.
Kick up dust, cough 'til I slur up spit. Grew up too quick, went through too much, knew too much shit. Corrupt, and
I'ma pour it on like syrup, bitch. Thick and rich, sick and twisted, Mr.
Butterworth. Dre told me to milk this shit for what it's worth.
'Til the cow just tips and tips and stumbles to Earth. And if I fumble a verse, keep going.
First take, I make mistakes, just keep it.
No punches, pull no punches, that's weak shit. Fake shit. If I ever take shit, I eat shit.
Wasn't for him, wouldn't be -shit.
-Creep with me as we take a little trip down memory lane.
Been here longer than anyone in the game, and I ain't got to lie -about my age. -But what about Jermaine?
Fuck Jermaine. He don't belong speakin' mine or Timbaland's name. And don't think
I don't read your little interviews and see what you're sayin'.
I'm a giant, and I ain't gotta move 'til I'm provoked.
When I see you I'ma step on you and not even know it, you midget.
Mini-me with a bunch of little mini yous runnin' around your backyard swimmin' pools.
Over 80 million records sold, and I ain't have to do it -with 10 or 11 year olds. -'Cause what you say is what you say.
Say what you say, how you say it, whenever you sayin' it.
Just remember how you said it when you was sprayin' it. So who you playin' with, huh? Uh, huh, huh?
'Cause what you say is what you say.
Say what you say, how you say it, whenever you sayin' it. Just remember how you said it when you was sprayin' it.
So who you playin' with, huh? Uh, huh, huh? Second verse, it gets worse. It gets no better than this.
Amateurs drink veteran piss from a Dixie cup.
If you ever mix me up or confuse me with a Canibus or Dre with a Dupree, we'll rub it in.
Every club you're in, we'll have you blackballed and make sure you never rap a-fuckin'-gain.
Dre ain't havin' it, long as I'm here to play devil's advocate.
If there was some magic shit I could wave over the industry that could save it when
I'm gone and buried to make sure the tradition carries on, I would.
If I could only use this power for good, I wouldn't. Not even if I could.
From the hood, and I'm a hornet, and I'ma only sting when I'm cornered.
And I'ma only sucker punch or swing without warnin'.
And swing to knock somebody's fuckin' head off.
'Cause I know if they get up, I won't get a chance to let off another punch. I'm punk rock. No one's pumped.
Don't give a fuck, white pop, so much spunk.
When I was little, I knew I would blow up and sell a mil' and grow up to be Attila, go nuts and be a killer.
And I'm somethin' of a phenom. One puff of the chron, I'm unstoppable.
I'm alive and on top again. There's no obstacle that I can't conquer, so come along with us.
Come on. 'Cause what you say is what you say.
Say what you say, how you say it, whenever you sayin' it. Just remember how you said it when you was sprayin' it.
So who you playin' with, huh? Uh, huh, huh? 'Cause what you say is what you say.
Say what you say, how you say it, whenever you sayin' it.
Just remember how you said it when you was sprayin' it. So who you playin' with, huh?
Uh, -huh, huh?
-Now anybody who knows Dre knows I'm about fast cars and Alizé, partyin' all day.
But I handle my business 'cause it's work before play. Don't look for trouble, but I serve you gourmet.
However you want it, you can have it your way. You fuck my night up, I'ma fuck up your day.
Bullet with your name, sendin' it your way.
That goes for anyone who walks through that doorway.
'Cause this is my space, you invade it, live to regret it, and you die tryin' to violate it. Fuck around, get annihilated, eyes dilated.
Like my old lady. 'Cause what you say is what you say.
Sometimes what you mean is two different things dependin' on your mood if it swings. Think too many things.
Little hit of Dre's weed, I can do anything.
Catch a contact, then I'm gone and I'm back. I speed write, and my loose leaf's my launch pad.
And I can pull any string, don't have to prove anything.
Catch a contract on your head, you headed west.
Talk shit about Dre, you better get a vest and invest in -somethin' to protect your head and neck.
-And it's back and forth all day like Redd and Meth.
I joke when I say I'm the best in the booth, but a lotta truth is said in jest. And if I ever do live to be a legend, I'ma die a sudden death.
Five mics and a source, ain't holdin' my fuckin' breath.
But I'll suffocate for the respect 'fore I breathe to collect a fuckin' check.
'Cause what you say is what you say. Say what you say, how you say it, whenever you sayin' it.
Just remember how you said it when you was sprayin' it. So who you playin' with, huh? Uh, huh, huh?
'Cause what you say is what you say.
Say what you say, how you say it, whenever you sayin' it. Just remember how you said it when you was sprayin' it.
So who you -playin' with, huh? Uh, huh, huh? -Watch your fuckin' mouth. Yo, this
Timbaland. Tell 'em I said, "Suck my dick. "

English translation

Huh.
-So I'm out the game, huh? -Uh. Yo, Dre, we ridin'?
Whatever.
-Well, I'm with you, homie. -Okay.
Let's handle the small shit.
I was born to brew up storms and stir up shit.
Kick up dust, cough 'til I slur up spit. Grew up too quick, went through too much, knew too much shit. Corrupt, and
I'ma pour it on like syrup, bitch. Thick and rich, sick and twisted, Mr.
Butterworth. Dre told me to milk this shit for what it's worth.
'Til the cow just tips and tips and stumbles to Earth. And if I fumble a verse, keep going.
First take, I make mistakes, just keep it.
No punches, pull no punches, that's weak shit. Fake shit. If I ever take shit, I eat shit.
Wasn't for him, wouldn't be -shit.
-Creep with me as we take a little trip down memory lane.
Been here longer than anyone in the game, and I ain't got to lie -about my age. -But what about Jermaine?
Fuck Jermaine. He don't belong speakin' mine or Timbaland's name. And don't think
I don't read your little interviews and see what you're sayin'.
I'm a giant, and I ain't gotta move 'til I'm provoked.
When I see you I'ma step on you and not even know it, you midget.
Mini-me with a bunch of little mini yous runnin' around your backyard swimmin' pools.
Over 80 million records sold, and I ain't have to do it -with 10 or 11 year olds. -'Cause what you say is what you say.
Say what you say, how you say it, whenever you sayin' it.
Just remember how you said it when you was sprayin' it. So who you playin' with, huh? Uh, huh, huh?
'Cause what you say is what you say.
Say what you say, how you say it, whenever you sayin' it. Just remember how you said it when you was sprayin' it.
So who you playin' with, huh? Uh, huh, huh? Second verse, it gets worse. It gets no better than this.
Amateurs drink veteran piss from a Dixie cup.
If you ever mix me up or confuse me with a Canibus or Dre with a Dupree, we'll rub it in.
Every club you're in, we'll have you blackballed and make sure you never rap a-fuckin'-gain.
Dre ain't havin' it, long as I'm here to play devil's advocate.
If there was some magic shit I could wave over the industry that could save it when
I'm gone and buried to make sure the tradition carries on, I would.
If I could only use this power for good, I wouldn't. Not even if I could.
From the hood, and I'm a hornet, and I'ma only sting when I'm cornered.
And I'ma only sucker punch or swing without warnin'.
And swing to knock somebody's fuckin' head off.
'Cause I know if they get up, I won't get a chance to let off another punch. I'm punk rock. No one's pumped.
Don't give a fuck, white pop, so much spunk.
When I was little, I knew I would blow up and sell a mil' and grow up to be Attila, go nuts and be a killer.
And I'm somethin' of a phenom. One puff of the chron, I'm unstoppable.
I'm alive and on top again. There's no obstacle that I can't conquer, so come along with us.
Come on. 'Cause what you say is what you say.
Say what you say, how you say it, whenever you sayin' it. Just remember how you said it when you was sprayin' it.
So who you playin' with, huh? Uh, huh, huh? 'Cause what you say is what you say.
Say what you say, how you say it, whenever you sayin' it.
Just remember how you said it when you was sprayin' it. So who you playin' with, huh?
Uh, -huh, huh?
-Now anybody who knows Dre knows I'm about fast cars and Alizé, partyin' all day.
But I handle my business 'cause it's work before play. Don't look for trouble, but I serve you gourmet.
However you want it, you can have it your way. You fuck my night up, I'ma fuck up your day.
Bullet with your name, sendin' it your way.
That goes for anyone who walks through that doorway.
'Cause this is my space, you invade it, live to regret it, and you die tryin' to violate it. Fuck around, get annihilated, eyes dilated.
Like my old lady. 'Cause what you say is what you say.
Sometimes what you mean is two different things dependin' on your mood if it swings. Think too many things.
Little hit of Dre's weed, I can do anything.
Catch a contact, then I'm gone and I'm back. I speed write, and my loose leaf's my launch pad.
And I can pull any string, don't have to prove anything.
Catch a contract on your head, you headed west.
Talk shit about Dre, you better get a vest and invest in -somethin' to protect your head and neck.
-And it's back and forth all day like Redd and Meth.
I joke when I say I'm the best in the booth, but a lotta truth is said in jest. And if I ever do live to be a legend, I'ma die a sudden death.
Five mics and a source, ain't holdin' my fuckin' breath.
But I'll suffocate for the respect 'fore I breathe to collect a fuckin' check.
'Cause what you say is what you say. Say what you say, how you say it, whenever you sayin' it.
Just remember how you said it when you was sprayin' it. So who you playin' with, huh? Uh, huh, huh?
'Cause what you say is what you say.
Say what you say, how you say it, whenever you sayin' it. Just remember how you said it when you was sprayin' it.
So who you -playin' with, huh? Uh, huh, huh? -Watch your fuckin' mouth. Yo, this
Timbaland. Tell 'em I said, "Suck my dick. "

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