Eminem we made you lyrics

Guess who, did you miss me?
Jessica Simpson, sing the chorus

When you walk through the door it was clear to me
(Clear to me)
You’re the one they adore, who they came to see
(Who they came to see)
You’re a rock star everybody wants you
(Baby, everybody wants you)
Player, who can really blame you?
(Who can really blame you?)
We’re the ones who made you

Back by popular demand
Now pop a little Zantac for antacid if you can
You’re ready to tackle any task that is at hand
How does it feel? Is it fantastic? Is it grand?

Well, look at all the massive masses in the stands
Shady, man, no, don’t massacre the fans
Damn, I think Kim Kardashian’s a man
She stomped him just ’cause he asked to put his hands

On her massive Gluteus Maximus again
Squeeze it and squish it and pass it to a friend
Can he come back as nasty as he can?
Yes, he can can, don’t ask me this again

He does not mean to lesbian offend
But Lindsay, please come back to seeing men
Samantha’s a 2, you’re practically a 10
I know you want me, girl, in fact I see a grin
Now come in, girl

When you walk through the door it was clear to me
(Clear to me)
You’re the one they adore, who they came to see
(Who they came to see)
You’re a rock star everybody wants you
(Baby, everybody wants you)
Player, who can really blame you?
(Who can really blame you?)
We’re the ones who made you

The enforcer, looking for more women to torture
Walk up to the cutest girl and Charley Horse her
Sorry Portia but what’s Ellen DeGeneres have that I don’t?
Are you telling me tenderness?

Well, I can be as gentle and as smooth as a gentleman
Give me my Ventolin inhaler and two Xenadrine
And I’ll invite Sarah Palin out to dinner then
Nail her, baby, say hello to my little friend

Brit forget K-Fed, let’s cut out the middle man
Forget him or you’re gonna end up in hospital again
And this time it won’t be for the Ritalin binge
Forget them other men, girl, pay them little attention

And little bit did I mention that Jennifer’s in
Love with me, John Mayer, 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 Slim

When you walk through the door it was clear to me
(Clear to me)
You’re the one they adore, who they came to see
(Who they came to see)
You’re a rock star everybody wants you
(Baby, everybody wants you)
Player, who can really blame you?
(Who can really blame you?)
We’re the ones who made you

And that’s why my love you’ll never live without
I know you want me, girl, ’cause I can see you checking 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

Damn girl, I’m beginning to sprout an Alfalfa
Why should I wash my filthy mouth out?
You think that’s bad? You should hear the rest of my album
Never has there been such finesse and nostalgia

Man Cash, I don’t mean to mess with your gal but
Jessica Alba put her breast in my mouth bruh
Wowzers! I just made a mess of my trousers
And they wonder why I keep dressing like Elvis

Lord, help us, he’s back in his pink Alf shirt
Looking like someone shrinked his outfit
I think he’s about to flip, Jessica
Rest assured, Superman’s 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 saw blade in it to make my jail break
Baby, I think you just met your soul mate
Now break it down girl

When you walk through the door it was clear to me
(Clear to me)
You’re the one they adore, who they came to see
(Who they came to see)
You’re a rock star everybody wants you
(Baby, everybody wants you)
Player, who can really blame you?
(Who can really blame you?)
We’re the ones who made you

So baby
Baby, get down, down down
Baby, get down, down down
Baby, get down, down down
Baby, get down, get down

Baby, get down, down down
Baby, get down, down down
Baby, get down, down down
Baby, get down, get down

Oh Amy, rehab never looked so good
I can wait, I’m going back, ha ha, woo!
Dr. Dre, 2020, yeah

«We Made You» lyrics

Eminem Lyrics

Guess who? Did you miss me?
Jessica Simpson, sing the chorus!

When you walked through the door, it was clear to me (Clear to me!)
You’re the one they adore, who they came to see (Who they came to see!)
You’re a rock star (Baby!)
Everybody wants you (Everybody wants you)
Player!
Who could really blame you? (Who could really blame you?)
We’re the ones who made you!

Back by popular demand
Now pop a little Zantac for antacid if you can
You’re ready to tackle any task that is at hand
How does it feel: Is it fantastic, is it grand?
Well look at all the massive masses in the stands
Shady man, no, don’t massacre the fans
Damn, I think Kim Kardashian’s a man
She stomped him, just ’cause he asked to put his hands
On her massive gluteus maximus again
Squeeze it then squash it then pass it to a friend
Can he come back as nasty as he can?
Yes he can, can, don’t ask me this again
He does not mean to lesbian offend
But Lindsay, please come back to seein’ men
Samantha’s a two, you’re practically a ten
I know you want me girl, in fact I see ya grin
Now come in girl!

When you walked through the door, it was clear to me (Clear to me!)
You’re the one they adore, who they came to see (Who they came to see!)
You’re a rock star (Baby!)
Everybody wants you (Everybody wants you)
Player!
Who could really blame you? (Who could really blame you?)
We’re the ones who made you!

The enforcer, look at the more women to torture
Walk up to the cutest girl and charlie-horse her
Sorry Portia, but what’s Ellen DeGeneres
Have that I don’t? Are you tellin’ me tenderness?
Well I can be as gentle and as smooth as a gentleman
Give me my Ventolin inhaler and two Xenadrine
And I’ll invite Sarah Palin out to dinner then
Nail her, «Baby, say hello to my little friend»
Brit, forget K-Fed, let’s cut out the middleman
Forget him or you’re gonna end up in the hospital again
And this time it won’t be for the Ritalin binge
Forget them other men, girl pay them little attention
And little did I mention that Jennifer’s in love with me John Mayer, 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 Slim’s

When you walked through the door, it was clear to me (Clear to me!)
You’re the one they adore, who they came to see (Who they came to see!)
You’re a rock star (Baby!)
Everybody wants you (Everybody wants you)
Player!
Who could really blame you? (Who could really blame you?)
We’re the ones who made you!

And that’s why, my love, you never live without
I know you want me girl
‘Cause I can see you’re 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

Damn girl, I’m beginning to sprout an Alfalfa
Why should I wash my filthy mouth out?
You think that’s bad, you should hear the rest of my album
Never has there been such finesse and nostalgia
Man Cash, I don’t mean to mess with ya gal but
Jessica Alba, put a breast on my mouth, bruh
Wowzers! I just made a mess in my trousers
And they wonder why I keep dressing like Elvis
Lord help us, he’s back in his pink Alf shirt
Lookin’ like someone shrinked his outfit
I think he’s ’bout to flip, Jessica
Rest assured, Superman’s here to rescue ya
Can you blame me? You’re my Amy, I’m your Blake
Matter fact, bake me a birthday cake
With a sawblade in it to make my jailbreak
Baby, I think you just met your soulmate
Now break it down, girl!

When you walked through the door, it was clear to me (Clear to me!)
You’re the one they adore, who they came to see (Who they came to see!)
You’re a rock star (Baby!)
Everybody wants you (Everybody wants you)
Player!
Who could really blame you? (Who could really blame you?)
We’re the ones who made you!

So baby, baby
Get down, down, down (Baby!)
Get down, down, down (Baby!)
Get down, down, down (Baby!)
Get down, get down (Baby!)
Get down, down, down (Baby!)
Get down, down, down (Baby!)
Get down, down, down (Baby!)
Get down, get down

Oh Amy!
Rehab never looked so good!
I can’t wait!
I’m going back!
Ha ha! Woo!
Dr. Dre
2020

We Made You Lyrics

EMINEM

Featuring: Dina Rea

Guess Who.
Did you Miss me?
Jessica Simpson sing the chorus

(Dina Rea)
(CHORUS)
When you walked through the door
It was clear to me,
(Clear to me)
You’re the one they adore,
Who they came to see
(Who they came to see)
You’re a
Rock star
(Baby)
Everybody wants you
(Everybody wants you)
Player,
Who could really blame you,
(Who could really blame you?)
We’re the ones who made you.

(VERSE ONE)
Back by popular demand
Now pop a little Zantac
Or antacid if they can
You’re ready to tackle
Any task that is at hand
How does it feel,
Is it fantastic,
Is it grand?
Well look at all the massive
Masses in the stands
Shady man, no!
Don’t massacre the fans!
Damn, I think Kim Kardashian’s a man,
She stomped him
Just cause he asked to put his hands
On her massive Gluteus 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,
Don’t ask me this again!
He does not mean to lesbian offend
But Lindsay, please come back to seeing men!
Samantha’s a 2,
You’re practically a 10!
I know you want me girl,
In fact I see your grin
(Now come in girl)

(CHORUS)
When you walked through the door
It was clear to me,
(Clear to me)
You’re the one they adore,
Who they came to see
(Who they came to see)
You’re a
Rock star
(Baby)
Everybody wants you
(Everybody wants you)
Player,
Who could really blame you,
(Who could really blame you?)
We’re the ones who made you.

(VERSE TWO)
The enforcer,
Looking for more women to torture,
Walk up to the cutest girl and
Charlie Horse her!
Sorry Portia,
but what’s Ellen DeGeneres
Have that I don’t?
Are you telling me tenderness?
Well I can be as gentle
And as smooth as a gentleman!
Give me my ventolin inhaler
And 2 Xenadrine
And I’ll invite Sarah Palin
Out to dinner then
Nail her,
«Baby, say hello to my little friend!»
Brit, forget K-Fed,
Let’s cut off the middle man!
Forget him or your gonna end up in the
Hospital again!
And this time it won’t be
For the Ritalin binge!
Forget them other men,
Girl, pay them little attention!
A little did I mention,
That Jennifer’s in
Love with me John Mayer
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 Slim.

(CHORUS)
When you walked through the door
It was clear to me,
(Clear to me)
You’re the one they adore,
Who they came to see
(Who they came to see)
You’re a
Rock star
(Baby)
Everybody wants you
(Everybody wants you)
Player,
Who could really blame you,
(Who could really blame you?)
We’re the ones who made you.

(VERSE THREE)
And that’s why,
My love
You’ll never live without,
I know you want me,
Girl, cause I can see you
Checking 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. (pbbt)

Damn, girl,
I’m beginning to sprout an Alfalfa!
Why should I wash my filthy mouth out?
You think that’s bad you should hear
The rest of my album!
Never has there been such
Finesse and nostalgia!
Man, Cash, I don’t mean to
Mess up your gal, but,
Jessica Alba
Put a breast in my mouth, (brrp)
Wowzers!
I just made a mess of my trousers!
And they wonder why I keep
Dressing like Elvis!
Lord, help us, he’s back in his
Pink Alf shirt,
Looking like someone
Shrinked his outfit!
I think he’s about to flip
Jessica rest assure,
Superman’s here to rescue ya!
Can you blame me?
You’re my Amy,
I’m your Blake!
Matter of fact make me a birthday cake
With a saw blade in it to
Make my jail break
Baby, I think you just
Met your soul mate
(Now break it down girl)

(CHORUS)
When you walked through the door
It was clear to me,
(Clear to me)
You’re the one they adore,
Who they came to see
(Who they came to see)
You’re a
Rock star
(Baby)
Everybody wants you
(Everybody wants you)
Player,
Who could really blame you,
(Who could really blame you?)
We’re the ones who made you.

So baby,
(Baby,)
Get down, down, down,
(Baby,)
Get down, down, down,
(Baby,)
Get down, down, down,
(Baby,)
Get down, get down,

(Baby,)
Get down, down, down,
(Baby,)
Get down, down, down,
(Baby,)
Get down, down, down,
(Baby,)
Get down, get down,

Oh, Amy!
Rehab never looked so good!
I can’t wait!
I’m going back!
Haha!

We Made You

Eminem

About We Made You

«We Made You» is a song by American rapper Eminem from his sixth studio album Relapse (2009). It was released as the second single from the album on April 7, 2009. «We Made You» was written by Eminem, Andre Young, Dawaun Parker, Mark Batson, Trevor Lawrence Jr. and Walter Egan. Production was handled by Dr. Dre, with Eminem and Doc Ish serving as additional co-producers. «We Made You» received generally positive reviews from music critics, and became a success, peaking inside the Top 10 in fourteen countries and at number nine on the Billboard Hot 100. Just like «Shake That», this single is known for being a departure from the serious tone of his second released singles from his previous albums such as «Cleanin’ Out My Closet», «The Way I Am» and «Like Toy Soldiers», instead having a more comedic tone. more »

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Eminem

Marshall Bruce Mathers III (born October 17, 1972), known professionally as Eminem (/ˌɛmɪˈnɛm/; often stylized as EMINƎM), is an American rapper, songwriter, record producer, record executive, and actor. He is consistently cited as one of the greatest and most influential artists of all time in any genre, with Rolling Stone ranking him 83rd on its list of the 100 Greatest Artists of All Time and labelling him the «King of Hip Hop». He will often be called » Slim Shady» at times. He has gotten into quite some rap battles against MGK, ( Machine Gun Kelly) Snoop Dog, etc. more »

Written by: Andre Romell Young, Dawaun W. Parker, Marshall B. III Mathers, Trevor Ira Lawrence, Mark Christopher Batson, Walter Lindsay Egan

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LyricsWe Made You

Eminem

Guess who? (Guess who?) D′you miss me? (D’you miss me?)

Jessica Simpson, sing the chorus When you walked through the door It was clear to me (clear to me) You′re the one they adore Who they came to see (who they came to see) You’re a rock star (baby) Everybody wants you (everybody wants you) Player Who can really blame you? (Who can really blame you?) We’re the ones who made you (Hm, hm) Back by popular demand Now pop a little Zantac for antacid, if you can You′re ready to tackle any task that is at hand How does it feel Is it fantastic, is it grand? Well, look at all the massive masses in the stands «Shady, man, no, don′t massacre the fans» Damn, I think Kim Kardashian’s a man She stomped him, just ′cause he asked to put his hands On her massive Gluteus Maximus again Squeeze it, then squish it, then pass it to a friend Can he come back as nasty as he can? Yes, he can, can, don’t ask me this again He does not mean to lesbian offend But Lindsay, please come back to seeing men Samantha′s a two, you’re practically a ten I know you want me, girl, in fact, I see you grin, now come in, girl When you walked through the door It was clear to me (clear to me) You′re the one they adore Who they came to see (who they came to see) You’re a rock star (baby) Everybody wants you (everybody wants you) Player Who can really blame you? (Who can really blame you?) We’re the ones who made you The enforcer Looking for more women to torture Walk up to the cutest girl And charley-horse her Sorry, Portia, but what′s Ellen DeGeneres Have that I don′t? Are you telling me tenderness? Well, I can be as gentle and as smooth as a gentleman Give me my Ventolin inhaler and two Xenadrine And I’ll invite Sarah Palin out to dinner, then Nail her Baby, say hello to my little friend Brit, forget K-Fed, let′s cut off the middleman Forget him or you’re gonna end up in the hospital again And this time it won′t be for the Ritalin binge Forget them other men, girl, pay them little attention And little did I mention that Jennifer’s in Love with me, John Mayer, 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 Slim’s When you walked through the door It was clear to me (clear to me) You′re the one they adore Who they came to see (who they came to see) You′re a rock star (baby) Everybody wants you (everybody wants you) Player Who can really blame you? (Who can really blame you?) We’re the ones who made you And that′s why My love You’ll never live without I know you want me, girl ′Cause I can see you’re checking 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 Damn, girl, I’m beginning to sprout an Alfalfa Why should I wash my filthy mouth out? You think that′s bad, you should hear the rest of my album Never has there been such finesse and nostalgia Man, Cash, I don′t mean to mess with your gal, but Jessica Alba put her breasts on my mouth bruh Wowzers, I just made a mess in my trousers And they wonder why I keep dressing like Elvis Lord, help us, he’s back in his pink Alf shirt Looking like someone shrinked his outfit I think he′s ’bout to flip, Jessica Rest assured Superman′s here to rescue ya Can you blame me? You’re my Amy, I′m your Blake Matter of fact, bake me a birthday cake With a saw blade in it to make my jailbreak Baby, I think you just met your soulmate, now break it down, girl When you walked through the door It was clear to me (clear to me) You’re the one they adore Who they came to see (who they came to see) You’re a rock star (baby) Everybody wants you (everybody wants you) Player Who can really blame you? (Who can really blame you?) We′re the ones who made you So baby, baby, get down, down, down Baby, get down, down, down Baby, get down, down, down Baby, get down, get down Baby, get down, down, down Baby, get down, down, down Baby, get down, down, down Baby, get down, get down Oh, Amy Rehab never looked so good I can′t wait I’m going back Ha ha Wooh Dr. Dre Two thousand and twenty Yeah

Writer(s): Mark Batson, Marshall B Iii Mathers, Andre Young, Dawaun Parker, Trevor Anthony Lawrence, Walter Egan