Official Music Video
We're Back by Eminem
Lyrics & Translation
English
Shady, we're back
Nothin' can stop and nothin' can change it
You better just make new living arrangements
If you think you're the top and king of the castle
You about to be thrown off the throne and ripped a new asshole
All I hear is, I'm best at this and I'm best at that
But I don't hear my name no, ne'er brought up in rap
And I don't usually trip or dare get caught up in that
But when they say one of the best, I'm nowhere thought of as that
Not even the same league as Jay-Z
Nas, Pac, Biggie or maybe they'll name me
Somewhere down at the bottom right after AZ
Or say "he ripped that Biggie verse or that Jay-Z
Yo, his verses were crazy on that Renegade beat
But I ain't never bought no whole CD of Shady
And I all I hear is pop tunes come on the rad-I-o
And they play 'em 20 times in a row daily"
And that very well may be the same reason they don't say me
When they speak on hip-hop legends which has amazed me
Cause I thought the formula was to hit mainstream
And make it big-big-big-big-b-baby
So maybe the 80s made me crazy, I been tryna get my weight
Up since the Ace Slim Shady gave me the gate key, paved the way
So lately my stakes get better each day, replay my relay race
When I was chasin' the a fey at 18, 8 years later his voice in Beijing
No choice I chase cream so
Shady (Stat Quo!), we're back
This is what I eat, sleep, and breath and feed my kids would it fulfill all my family needs (c'mon)
I treat the mic like the block, fought with my rocks and squeeze
Critics expecting me to under achieve
I just deal with the hate I receive by rollin' back my sleeves
Sure was a breeze I bring him right to his knees?
And tell him suck my dick, take a bow and leave with a sack full of unmarked cheese, I find it hard to believe
Who to pull or proceed to be Gs and claim they runnin' shit, nigga I run me, I run me
As a kid, teacher said I had a mouth on me, that same mouth got me the deal with Dre and E
Folk in the hood be asking where I be, dawg I'm out in Hawaii, don't like it drink my pee
Record song for the Detox LP, feet don't fail he, niggas got me bent like Cranberry and Bellvee?
I'm 'a die wealthy, boss in the game, what the fuck they goin' tell me, A-Town's entrée, Aftermath Shady
Shady (Bobby Creek!), we're back
Y'all market y'all block, they sent me to corner that
Rap game's an old flame, my nigga I want 'em back
Like mic check, pimp for what it's worth, I got the right net
Sittin' here excited by some shit that ain't right yet
No regret, live by a code you don't know 'bout
Y'all niggas won't be certified 'till I show I
Go out on a limb with Em, 'cause I'm with him
Put a barrel to the apparel of you and some of them
(None of them) stand a chance, at the dance without a bowtie
Shady Records re-introduce you niggas to Mow-ti
So high, of the light that they have given me
And the haters like a chauffeur because it's driven me
To a view with a vendetta I am the epitome
I don't give a fuck about ya nigga, I'm just living me
We the reason for the season
So I'm breezing through the track, nigga
Shady
I can prove I'm here to do something you never do
From hand to hand coke sales, from my revenue
I ain't been to a function, where I ain't snuck a weapon through
'Cause my background reveals a one eight seven too
To the block, I'm the truth, to the cops, I'm the proof of this
And niggas still out there, you just gotta shoot
I carry over my street ethics, to the booth
And the shady crime fam, Al Capone in his youth
The difference between me and you, I already done it
And lived the street life, niggas run away from if
You follow my life, in a Midwest blunted
Pitchforks held high, four fifth by the stomach
You can find me right now, on the C.A. streets
I'm on the roof, of the building, shooting at police
Some of the homies feel opposition can't kill me
I'm a walking obituary, death live in me
I take life through the pen, by the way, I'mma see
Or have you raped in the pen, like American meat
I'm connected getting weight from MS 13
With S.K.'s, A.R.'s and Mini fourteens
I'm Cashis, the last of the real, with a strap
On Pro-sac, Ds and E-Pills, it's a rap
Get the block on tip, two for tens of crack
I'm in a lifetime contract, Shady's back
Nigga
Shady, we're back
Ha, I told you we was back
What
Ha ha ha
Spanish translations are provided by the LyricVerse team.
Spanish translation of We're Back by Eminem
We're Back* (original Eminem)
Shady, we're back
Nothin' can stop and nothin' can change it
You better just make new living arrangements
If you think you're the top and king of the castle
You about to be thrown off the throne and ripped a new asshole
All I hear is, I'm best at this and I'm best at that
But I don't hear my name no, ne'er brought up in rap
And I don't usually trip or dare get caught up in that
But when they say one of the best, I'm nowhere thought of as that
Not even the same league as Jay-Z
Nas, Pac, Biggie or maybe they'll name me
Somewhere down at the bottom right after AZ
Or say "he ripped that Biggie verse or that Jay-Z
Yo, his verses were crazy on that Renegade beat
But I ain't never bought no whole CD of Shady
And I all I hear is pop tunes come on the rad-I-o
And they play 'em 20 times in a row daily"
And that very well may be the same reason they don't say me
When they speak on hip-hop legends which has amazed me
Cause I thought the formula was to hit mainstream
And make it big-big-big-big-b-baby
So maybe the 80s made me crazy, I been tryna get my weight
Up since the Ace Slim Shady gave me the gate key, paved the way
So lately my stakes get better each day, replay my relay race
When I was chasin' the a fey at 18, 8 years later his voice in Beijing
No choice I chase cream so
Shady (Stat Quo!), we're back
This is what I eat, sleep, and breath and feed my kids would it fulfill all my family needs (c'mon)
I treat the mic like the block, fought with my rocks and squeeze
Critics expecting me to under achieve
I just deal with the hate I receive by rollin' back my sleeves
Sure was a breeze I bring him right to his knees?
And tell him suck my dick, take a bow and leave with a sack full of unmarked cheese, I find it hard to believe
Who to pull or proceed to be Gs and claim they runnin' shit, nigga I run me, I run me
As a kid, teacher said I had a mouth on me, that same mouth got me the deal with Dre and E
Folk in the hood be asking where I be, dawg I'm out in Hawaii, don't like it drink my pee
Record song for the Detox LP, feet don't fail he, niggas got me bent like Cranberry and Bellvee?
I'm 'a die wealthy, boss in the game, what the fuck they goin' tell me, A-Town's entrée, Aftermath Shady
Shady (Bobby Creek!), we're back
Y'all market y'all block, they sent me to corner that
Rap game's an old flame, my nigga I want 'em back
Like mic check, pimp for what it's worth, I got the right net
Sittin' here excited by some shit that ain't right yet
No regret, live by a code you don't know 'bout
Y'all niggas won't be certified 'till I show I
Go out on a limb with Em, 'cause I'm with him
Put a barrel to the apparel of you and some of them
(None of them) stand a chance, at the dance without a bowtie
Shady Records re-introduce you niggas to Mow-ti
So high, of the light that they have given me
And the haters like a chauffeur because it's driven me
To a view with a vendetta I am the epitome
I don't give a fuck about ya nigga, I'm just living me
We the reason for the season
So I'm breezing through the track, nigga
Shady
I can prove I'm here to do something you never do
From hand to hand coke sales, from my revenue
I ain't been to a function, where I ain't snuck a weapon through
'Cause my background reveals a one eight seven too
To the block, I'm the truth, to the cops, I'm the proof of this
And niggas still out there, you just gotta shoot
I carry over my street ethics, to the booth
And the shady crime fam, Al Capone in his youth
The difference between me and you, I already done it
And lived the street life, niggas run away from if
You follow my life, in a Midwest blunted
Pitchforks held high, four fifth by the stomach
You can find me right now, on the C.A. streets
I'm on the roof, of the building, shooting at police
Some of the homies feel opposition can't kill me
I'm a walking obituary, death live in me
I take life through the pen, by the way, I'mma see
Or have you raped in the pen, like American meat
I'm connected getting weight from MS 13
With S.K.'s, A.R.'s and Mini fourteens
I'm Cashis, the last of the real, with a strap
On Pro-sac, Ds and E-Pills, it's a rap
Get the block on tip, two for tens of crack
I'm in a lifetime contract, Shady's back
Nigga
Shady, we're back
Ha, I told you we was back
What
Ha ha ha
We're Back (traducción LyricVerse Team)
Shady, estamos de vuelta
Nada puede detenerlo y nada puede cambiarlo
Será mejor que hagas nuevos arreglos de vida
Si crees que eres la cima y el rey del castillo
Estás a punto de ser derribado del trono y te abrirán un nuevo agujero
Todo lo que escucho es, soy el mejor en esto y soy el mejor en aquello
Pero no escucho mi nombre, nunca mencionado en el rap
Y no suelo tropezar o atreverme a meterme en eso
Pero cuando dicen uno de los mejores, no se me considera así en ningún lugar
Ni siquiera en la misma liga que Jay-Z
Nas, Pac, Biggie o quizás me nombren
En algún lugar abajo, justo después de AZ
O digan "él destrozó ese verso de Biggie o ese de Jay-Z
Yo, sus versos eran una locura en ese ritmo de Renegade
Pero nunca compré un CD completo de Shady
Y todo lo que escucho son canciones pop en la rad-I-o
Y las ponen 20 veces seguidas a diario"
Y esa muy bien podría ser la misma razón por la que no me mencionan
Cuando hablan de leyendas del hip-hop, lo cual me ha asombrado
Porque pensé que la fórmula era llegar al mainstream
Y hacerlo grande-grande-grande-grande-bebé
Así que quizás los 80 me volvieron loco, he estado tratando de subir de peso
Desde que el As Slim Shady me dio la llave de la puerta, allanó el camino
Así que últimamente mis apuestas mejoran cada día, revivo mi carrera de relevos
Cuando perseguía a un hada a los 18, 8 años después su voz en Beijing
Sin elección, persigo el dinero así que
Shady (Stat Quo!), estamos de vuelta
Esto es lo que como, duermo y respiro y alimento a mis hijos, ¿satisfaría todas las necesidades de mi familia (vamos)?
Trato el micrófono como el barrio, luché con mis rocas y aprieto
Los críticos esperando que rinda por debajo
Simplemente lidio con el odio que recibo arremangándome
¿Seguro fue una brisa que lo ponga de rodillas?
Y decirle que me la chupe, haga una reverencia y se vaya con una bolsa llena de queso sin marcar, me cuesta creerlo
Quién para tirar o proceder a ser Gs y afirmar que manejan la mierda, nigga yo me manejo, yo me manejo
De niño, la maestra dijo que tenía una boca, esa misma boca me consiguió el trato con Dre y E
La gente del barrio pregunta dónde estoy, perro estoy en Hawái, si no te gusta bebe mi orina
Grabo canción para el LP Detox, los pies no le fallan, ¿los niggas me tienen doblado como Cranberry y Bellvee?
Voy a morir rico, jefe en el juego, qué carajo me van a decir, el plato principal de A-Town, Aftermath Shady
Shady (Bobby Creek!), estamos de vuelta
Ustedes comercializan su bloque, a mí me enviaron a acorralar eso
El juego del rap es una vieja llama, mi nigga los quiero de vuelta
Como prueba de micrófono, proxeneta por lo que vale, tengo la red correcta
Sentado aquí emocionado por algo que aún no está bien
Sin arrepentimientos, vivo por un código que no conoces
Ustedes niggas no serán certificados hasta que yo muestre que
Me arriesgo con Em, porque estoy con él
Pongo un cañón en la vestimenta de ti y algunos de ellos
(Ninguno de ellos) tiene una oportunidad, en el baile sin pajarita
Shady Records les reintroduce a ustedes niggas a Mow-ti
Tan alto, de la luz que me han dado
Y los haters como un chófer porque me ha impulsado
A una vista con una vendetta, soy el epítome
Me importa un carajo tu nigga, solo estoy viviendo mi vida
Somos la razón de la temporada
Así que estoy pasando por la pista, nigga
Shady
Puedo probar que estoy aquí para hacer algo que nunca haces
De ventas de cocaína mano a mano, de mis ingresos
No he estado en una función donde no haya colado un arma
Porque mi historial también revela un uno ocho siete
Para el barrio, soy la verdad, para los policías, soy la prueba de esto
Y los niggas todavía están ahí fuera, solo tienes que disparar
Llevo mi ética callejera, a la cabina
Y la familia criminal Shady, Al Capone en su juventud
La diferencia entre tú y yo, yo ya lo hice
Y viví la vida callejera, de la que los niggas huyen si
Sigues mi vida, en un Medio Oeste fumado
Horcas en alto, un .45 en el estómago
Puedes encontrarme ahora mismo, en las calles de C.A.
Estoy en el techo, del edificio, disparando a la policía
Algunos de los homies sienten que la oposición no puede matarme
Soy un obituario andante, la muerte vive en mí
Tomo vidas a través de la pluma, por cierto, voy a ver
O que te violen en la cárcel, como carne americana
Estoy conectado obteniendo peso de MS 13
Con S.K.'s, A.R.'s y Mini catorces
Soy Cashis, el último de los reales, con una correa
Con Pro-sac, Ds y E-Pills, es un rap
Pon el barrio en alerta, dos por diez de crack
Estoy en un contrato de por vida, Shady está de vuelta
Nigga
Shady, estamos de vuelta
Ja, te dije que estábamos de vuelta
Qué
Ja ja ja
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