Eminem unleashes the Slim Shady energy on his new single, “Houdini”. Layering punches, offences, double entendres, and references, Em doesn’t leave a stone unturned and shows no mercy. Even his kids fell victim to this lyrical onslaught.
And as always, Em is his own biggest rival and the worst critic. People with oversensitivity and with no sense of humour, you better leave now because the following lines can and will traumatise you.
Deciphering Eminem’s Tricks in the “Houdini” Single: Lyrics Breakdown – Wondering if you missed any easter eggs in Eminem’s latest single form the upcoming “The Death of Slim Shady” album. We’re here to spell it out for you. Check these top comments from Genius, explaining lyrics and concepts behind them.
[Skit: Paul Rosenberg]Hey, Em, it’s PaulUh, I was listening to the albumGood fucking luck, you’re on your own
[Intro: Eminem]Guess who’s back, back again?Shady’s back, tell a friendGuess who’s back? Guess who’s back?Guess who’s back? Guess who’s back?Guess who’s back? Guess who’s back?Guess who’s back? (Haha)Da-da-da, da, da, da, da, da, daDa-da-da, da, da, da, da
[Verse 1: Eminem]Well, look what the stork brung (What?)Little baby devil with the forked tongueAnd it’s stickin’ out, yeah, like a sore thumb (Bleh)With a forehead that it grew horns from (Look)Still a white jerk (It’s him), pullin’ up in a Chrysler to the cypherWith the Vics, Percs and a Bud Light shirtLyrical technician (Yeah), an electrician (Yeah)Y’all light work (Haha)And I don’t gotta play pretend, it’s you I make believe (What?)And you know I’m here to stay ’cause me (Why?)If I was to ever take a leave (What?)It would be aspirin’ to break a feve’ (Yeah)If I was to ask for Megan Thee (What?)Stallion if she would collab with meWould I really have a shot at a feat? (Haha)I don’t know, but I’m glad to be back like
[Chorus: Eminem]Abra-abracadabra (And for my last trick)I’m ’bout to reach in my bag, bruh (Like)Abra-abracadabra (And for my last trick, poof)Just like that and I’m back, bro
[Verse 2: Eminem]Now, back in the days of old me (When?)Right around the time I became a dope fiend (Oh)Ate some codeine as a way of coping (Mm)Taste of opiates, case of O.E.Turned me into smiley face emoji (Woo)My shit may not be age-appropriateBut I will hit an eight-year-old in the face with a participation trophy‘Cause I have zero doubtsThat this whole world’s ’boutTo turn into some girl scoutsThat censorship bureau’s out to (Shut me down)So when I started this verseIt did start off lighthearted at first (Hmm)But it feels like I’m targetedMind-bogglin’ how my profit has skyrocketedLook what I pocketedYeah, the shit is just like y’all had been light joggin’, andI’ve been runnin’ at full speedAnd that’s why I’m ahead like my noggin’, andI’m the fight y’all get inWhen you debate who the best, but opps, I’m white chalkin’ whenI step up to that mic, cock it then“Oh my God, it’s him! Not again!”
[Chorus: Eminem]Abra-abracadabra (And for my last trick)I’m ’bout to reach in my bag, bruh (Like)Abra-abracadabra (And for my last trick, poof)Just like that and I’m back, bro (Break it down)
[Bridge: Eminem]Sometimes, I wonder what the old me’d say (If what?)If he could see the way shit is today (Look at this shit, man)He’d probably say that everything is gay (Like happy)What’s my name? What’s my name? (Slim Shady)
[Verse 3: Eminem]So how many little kids still wanna act like me? (Haha)I’m a bigger prick than cacti be (Yeah)And that’s why these (What?)Words sting just like you were being attacked by bees (Bzz)In the coupe, leaning back my seat (What?)Bumpin’ R. Kelly’s favorite group (Uh), the black guy (Guy) pees (Pees, haha)In my Air Max 90sWhite Ts, walkin’ parental advisoryMy transgender cat’s Siamese (Why?)Identifies as black, but acts Chinese (Haha)Like a motherfuckin’ Hacky Sack, I treat (What?)The whole world ’cause I got it at my feet (Yeah)How can I explain to you (What?)That even myself I’m a danger to? (Yeah)I hop on tracks like a kangarooAnd say a few things or two to anger youBut fuck that, if I think that shit, I’ma say that shitCancel me, what? Okay, that’s itGo ahead, Paul, quit, snake-ass prickYou male cross dresser (Haha), fake-ass bitchAnd I’ll probably get shit for that (Watch)But you can all suck my dick, in factFuck them, fuck Dre, fuck Jimmy, fuck me, fuck youFuck my own kids, they’re brats (Fuck ’em)They can screw off (Yeah), them and you all (Uh)You too, Paul (Punk), got two ballsBig as RuPaul’s (Woah)What you thought you saw ain’t what you saw (Nah)‘Cause you’re never gon’ see meCaught sleepin’ and see the kidnappin’ never did happenLike Sherri Papini, Harry HoudiniI vanish into the thin air as I’m leavin’ like
[Chorus: Eminem]Abra-abracadabra (And for my last trick)I’m ’bout to reach in my bag, bruh (Like)Abra-abracadabra (And for my last trick, poof)Just like that and I’m back, bro
Deciphering Eminem’s Tricks in the “Houdini” Single: Lyrics Breakdown – Wondering if you missed any easter eggs in Eminem’s latest single form the upcoming “The Death of Slim Shady” album. We’re here to spell it out for you. Check these top comments from Genius, explaining lyrics and concepts behind them.
