Produit par Dr Dre, We made you est un coup de gueule d’Eminem contre toutes les stars du showbiz US. EMINƎM ne se gène pas pour clasher ceux qu’ils considèrent comme montés de toute pièce par le grand public : Jessica Simpson, Sarah Palin, Kim Kardashian, Britney Spears, Lindsay Lohan, Amy Winehouse, Bret Michaels, Jessica Alba, Kevin Federline, Rihanna et bien d’autres se font allumer. Un clip qui va faire parler de lui le temps que l’album Relapse sorte le 19 mai 2009.
Relapse 2 est prévu pour fin d’année, considéré comme un supplément à Relapse étant donné que le Slim Shady aurait écrit 300 chansons pour cet album.
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Lyrics de Eminem – We made you :
[Eminem]
Guess who ?
Did you miss me ?
Jessica Simpson… sing the chorus !
[Chorus]
When you walked through the door it was clear to me/
You’re the one they adore, who they came to see/
You’re a rockstar (Baby) Everybody wants you/
Playa’ who can really blame you ?/
We’re the ones who made you/
Verse 1:
Back by popular demand, now pop a little zantac, or antacid if you can/
Get ready to tackle any task that is at hand, how does it feel is it fantasic, is it grand/
Well look at all the massive masses in the stands, Shady man no dont massacre the fans/
Damn, I think Kim Kardashians a man, she stomped him just because he asked to put his hands/
on her massive gluteous maximus again, squeeze it then squish it then pass it to her friend/
Can he come back as nasty as he can, yes he can can dont ask me this again/
He doesn not mean to lesbian offend, but lindsay please come back to seein’ men/
samanthas a 2 you’re practically a ten, I know you want me girl in fact I see ya grin/
(Now Come in Girl)
[Chorus]
When you walked through the door it was clear to me/
You’re the one they adore, who they came to see/
You’re a rockstar (Baby) Everybody wants you/
Playa’ who can really blame you ?/
We’re the ones who made you/
Verse 2:
The enforcer, lookin for more women to torture/
Walk up to the cutest girl and charlie-horse her/
Sorry porscha but whats but whats Ellen Degenerres
have that I dont, are you tellin me tenderness/
Well I could be as gentle and as smoothe as a gentleman/
Give me my Ventolin inhaler and two xenadrine/
And i’ll invite Sarah Palin out to dinner then/
nail her, make her say hello to my little friend/
Brit forget K-Fed lets cut out the middlemen
Forgot about him or you’re gonna end up in the hospital again/
And this time it won’t be from the ritalin binge/
forget the other men, girl pay them little attention
And little did I mention that Jennifers in/
love with me John Mayor so sit on the bench/
Man, I swear them other guys you give ’em an inch/
they take a mile, they got style but it isn’t slims/
[Chorus]
When you walked through the door it was clear to me/
You’re the one they adore, who they came to see/
You’re a rockstar (Baby) Everybody wants you/
Playa’ who can really blame you ?/
We’re the ones who made you/
Verse 3:
And thats why Myla you’ll never live without/
I know you want me girl cuz I can see you checkin’ me out/
And baby you know, you know you want me too/
Don’t try to deny it baby i’m the only one for you/ *fart noise*
Damn girl i’m beginning to sprout an alfalfa/
Why should I wash my filthy mouth out/
You think thats bad you should hear the rest of my album/
Never has there been such fitness in nostalgia /
Man cash I dont mean to mess with your gal but/
Jessica Alba, put a breast in my mouth bruh/
Wowzers, I just made a mess in my trousers/
And they wonder why I keep dressin’ like Elvis/
Lord help us hes back in his pink Alf shirt/
Lookin’ like someone shrinked his outfit/
I think hes bout to flip, Jessica rest assured supermans here to rescue ya/
Can you blame me, you’re my Amy, i’m your Blake/
Matter fact make me a birthday cake with a sawblade in it to make my jail break/
Baby I think you just met you’re soul mate/
(Now break it down girl)