Homicide
Eminem, Logic
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Son, you know why you the greatest alive? Why, Dad? Because you came out of my balls, nigga Hahahaha F*ck rap, bustin' like an addict with a semi-automatic Who done had it, and he ready for anybody to buck back Hold up, catch a vibe, ain't no way in hell we leavin' nobody alive Leave a suicide note, f*ck that Bobby feelin' villainous, he killin' this I'm comin' for your man and his lady and even the baby I'm feelin' like I'm chicka-chicka-chicka Slim Shady with rabies I'm foamin' at the mouth, ain't nobody takin' me out Every single rapper in the industry, yeah, they know what I'm about And I dare you to test me 'Cause not a single one of you motherfuckers impress me And maybe that's a little bit of an exaggeration, but I'm full of innovation And I'm tired of all of this high school, "He's cool, he's not" rap shit Can a single one of you motherfuckers even rap? Shit No, this ain't a diss to the game, it's a gas to the flame Nowadays, everybody sound the same, shit's lame Like a moth to the flame, I'ma reel 'em in and kill 'em Know you feelin' lyricism when I'm spillin' it, I'm feelin' myself Yeah, yeah, Bobby Boy, he be feelin' himself Mass murder like this can't be good for my health When I rap like this, do I sound like shit? Well, it don't really matter, 'cause I'm killin' this shit Yeah, I'm killin' this shit Oh yeah, oh yeah, I'm killin' this shit Bobby, how many times you been killin' this shit? Find another rhyme, goddamn, nigga, shit F*ck rap, bustin' like an addict with a semi-automatic Who done had it, and he ready for anybody to buck back Hold up, catch a vibe, ain't no way in hell we leavin' nobody alive Leave a suicide note, f*ck that Bobby feelin' villainous, he killin' this I'm comin' for your man and his lady and even the baby I'm feelin' like I'm chicka-chicka-chicka-chicka-chicka-chicka-chicka-chicka-chicka Slim Shady There's nowhere to hide, we call this shit genocide Hit 'em with that (doot, doot, doot) and they die We gon' leave 'em crucified, we call this shit genocide I got bitches, I got hoes, I got rare designer clothes No, we ain't fuckin' with that Yeah, there's a time and a place, but if you ain't comin' with the illest of raps Callin' yourself the greatest alive Then you don't deserve to do that No, no, oh no, no, please do not do that You gon' get smacked, you gon' make Bobby attack You gon' make Bobby Boy snap You gon' make Bobby Boy snap (Bobby Boy!) F*ck rap, bustin' like an addict with a semi-automatic Who done had it, and he ready for anybody to buck back Hold up, catch a vibe, ain't no way in hell we leavin' nobody alive Leave a suicide note, f*ck that Bobby feelin' villainous, he killin' this I'm comin' for your man and his lady and even the baby I'm feelin' like I'm chicka-chicka-chicka-chicka-chicka-chicka-chicka-chicka-chicka Slim Shady Jigga-jigga-jigga-jigga-jigga like Jay-Z Jig is up, you fuckers who didn't write anything Are getting washed now, chicka-chicka-chicka, like bathing Young Hova, I know hitters like Yankees Gun toters that pull triggers like crazy Unloadin', leave you shot up in your Rover Your body goes limp and slumps over Like A-Rod in a month lull, but he just homered Hold up, I said Rover because now your Rover is red Like Red Rover, so you know what I meant But I roll over my opponents instead Makin' dog sounds 'cause I gotta keep breakin' these bars down I'll go slow for the speds But when I go (roof) like the doberman said I still think the (roof) would go over your head (haha) Beast mode, motherfuckers 'bout to get hit with so many foul lines You think I'm a free throw Figured it was about time for people to eat crow You about to get out-rhymed, how could I be dethroned? I stay on my toes like the repo, a behemoth in sheep clothes From the East Coast to the West, I'm the ethos and I'm the G.O.A.T Who the best? I don't gotta say a fuckin' thing, though, 'cause MC's know But you don't wanna hear me spit the facts Your shit is ass like a tailbone And you're trapped in your cell phone On my chicken scratch, or my self-loathe I don't want to fuckin' listen to you spit your rap someone else wrote Used to get beat up by the big kids Used to let the big kids steal my big wheel And I wouldn't do shit but just sit still Now money's not a big deal I'm rich, I wipe my ass with six mil' Big bills like a platypus A caterpillar's comin' to get the cannabis I'm lookin' for the smoke but you motherfuckers are scatterin' Batterin' everything and I've had it with the inadequate Man, I can see my dick is standin' stiff as a mannequin And I'm bringin' the bandana back, and the fuckin' headband again A handkerchief and I'm thinkin' of bringin' the fuckin' fingerless gloves back And not giving a singular f*ck, like f*ck rap I sound like a fuckin' millionaire With the Derringer with a hair trigger 'Bout to bear hug it, fuckin' terrier, the Ric Flair dripper Y'all couldn't hold a candle at a prayer vigil When I vent, they compare me to a fuckin' air duct I'm about to bare knuckle it, nah, f*ck it I'm gonna go upside their head with a Nantucket, abraca-fuckin'-dabra The track is the blood, I'm attracted, I'm attackin' it What? Dracula, f*ck that shit I'm up, back with a thud Man, stop Look what I'm plannin', plannin', I'm plannin' to Do all this while you panickin' And you're lookin' and starin' at mannequins And I'm goin' to Fanagan's, tryin' to get up a plan against All of the blana-kazana-ka-fam-bam-bannigans While of all the bana-kazanika Hanna in a cabana You're in a cab I'm in a cabana and a Janet I'm in a cabana chantin' all this stand up banter While you don't got the stamina, you're lackin' the stamina You're lackin' the stamina while you're divorcin' Harrison Ford And I'm in a Porsche on the floor boards While I'm world tourin' You usin' way too many napkins, papkins, lapkins and chapki You using ChapStick and napkins while I'm papkin' Flappin' around like a bapkin' Flammina babbita playin' a jampkin Dammit, a can of pa
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Written by: Dillan Beau Bailard, Donnell Paul III Stephens, Jeremy Alexander Uribe, Luis Edgardo Resto, Marshall B. III Mathers, Robert Bryson II Hall, Tim Schoegje
Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group, Songtrust Ave, ME GUSTA MUSIC
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10 facts about this song
Collaboration"Homicide" is a collaboration between Eminem, one of the most celebrated rappers in history, and Logic, an artist renowned for his lyrical prowess and rapid flow.
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Album InclusionThe song is part of Logic's fifth studio album— Confessions of a Dangerous Mind, making it one of the significant tracks.
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Release Date"Homicide" was released as a single on May 3, 2019, garnering millions of streams across various music platforms.
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Sampling TechniqueThe song includes a voicemail from Eminem at the beginning, where he teases Logic about needing to rap faster, to show his dynamic musical style.
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Music VideoThe music video for "Homicide" features famous comedian Chris D'Elia playing the part of Eminem and actor Chauncey Leopardi, best known for his role as Squints in The Sandlot, portraying Logic. The actual artists, Logic and Eminem, appear only in the final seconds of the video.
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Critical Acclaim"Homicide" enjoyed considerable chart success after its release. The song peaked at number 5 on the Billboard Hot 100, making it one of Logic's highest-charting songs and Eminem's 22nd top 10 hit.
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Chris D'Elia's Eminem ImpressionIt's interesting that Chris D'Elia, who appeared in the music video, went viral in 2018 for his spot-on impression of Eminem's rap style. Eminem himself acknowledged the imitation and showed appreciation for it, thus making D'Elia's appearance in the "Homicide" video all the more fitting.
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Lyrics InterpretationThe song's lyrics talk about the artists' standings in the rap game, their lyrical prowess, and their disregard for current rap trends. It features several references to other musicians and uses wordplay, metaphorical language, and cultural references extensively.
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CertificationAs of 2020, the song is certified Platinum by the Recording Industry Association of America (RIAA), signifying over one million units sold.
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Collaboration History"Homicide" marks the first time that Logic and Eminem collaborated on a track, an interesting fact given the mutual respect both artists have expressed for each other in the past.
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