Song of the Day #4,237: ‘Legacy’ – Eminem

Here’s a great track from Eminem’s 2013 album The Marshall Mathers LP 2, a sequel to his breakthrough 2000 The Marshall Mathers LP.

I don’t know if it’s on me or Eminem, but this is the last album of his I really responded to. He followed it with Revival in 2017, an album I listened to twice and immediately forgot. Then came the surprise 2018 drop of Kamikaze, which I gave just one listen before tuning out.

A week or two back he released another surprise album, titled Music to Be Murdered By (a title sampled from an Alfred Hitchcock recording). I haven’t even made it through that record once, not because the first tracks are bad, but because I’m just not feeling the whole thing anymore. Am I suddenly too old for rap??

I will give a shout-out to the powerful anti-gun song ‘Darkness,’ which takes the point of view of the Las Vegas mass shooter (while doing some neat lyrical gymnastics to evoke a performer before a rap concert). It’s gripping like the best Eminem songs.

[Intro: Polina]
Tell me where to go
Tell me what to do
I’ll be right there for you
Tell me what to say
No matter if it’s true
I’ll say it all for you

[Verse 1: Eminem]
I used to be the type of kid
That would always think the sky is fallin’
Why am I so differently wired? Am I a martian?
What kind of twisted experiment am I involved in?
‘Cause I don’t belong in this world
That’s why I’m scoffin’ at authority, defiant often
Flyin’ off at the handle at my mom
No dad, so I am noncompliant at home
At school I’m just shy and awkward
And I don’t need no goddamn psychologist
Tryna diagnose why I have all these underlyin’ problems
Thinkin’ he can try and solve ’em
I’m outside chalkin’ up drawings
On the sidewalk and in the front drive talkin’
To myself, either that or inside hidin’ off in
The corner somewhere quiet, tryin’ not to
Be noticed ‘cause I’m cryin’ and sobbin’
I had a bad day at school so I ain’t talkin’
Some cocksucker shoved me into a fuckin’ locker
‘Cause he said that I eye-balled him

[Pre-Chorus: Polina]
And if you fall, I’ll get you there
I’ll be your savior from all the wars
That are fought inside your world
Please have faith in my words

[Chorus: Polina]
‘Cause this is my legacy, legacy, yeah
This is my legacy, legacy, yeah
There’s no guarantee
It’s not up to me, we can only see
This is my legacy, legacy, legacy, legacy

[Verse 2: Eminem]
I used to be the type of kid that would always think the sky’s fallin’
Why am I so differently wired in my noggin?
‘Cause sporadic as my thoughts come, it’s mind-bogglin’
‘Cause I obsess on everything in my mind, small shit
Bothers me, but not my father, he said sayonara
Then split, but I don’t give a shit
I’m fine long as there’s batteries in my Walkman
Nothing is the matter with me
Shit, look on the bright side, at least I ain’t walkin’
I bike ride through the neighborhood of my apartment
Complex on a ten-speed which I’ve acquired parts that
I find in the garbage, a frame then put tires on it
Headphones on, look straight ahead if kids try and start shit
But if this is all there is for me life offers
Why bother even tryin’ to put up a fight? It’s nonsense
But I think a light bulb just lit up in my conscience
What about them rhymes I’ve been jottin’?
They are kind of giving me confidence
Instead of tryin’ to escape through my comics
Why don’t I just blast a little something like Onyx?
To put me in the mood to wanna fight and write songs that
Say what I wanna say to the kid that said that I eye-balled him
Grab hold of my balls, like, “That’s right, fight’s on, bitch!”
Who woulda knew, from the moment I turned the mic on, that
I could be iconic in my conquest?
That’s word to Phife Dawg from A Tribe Called Quest

[Chorus: Polina]
This is my legacy, legacy, yeah
This is my legacy, legacy, yeah
There’s no guarantee
It’s not up to me, we can only see
This is my legacy, legacy, legacy, legacy

[Verse 3: Eminem]
I used to be the type of kid that would always think the sky’s fallin’
Now I think the fact that I’m differently wired’s awesome
‘Cause if I wasn’t, I wouldn’t be able to work words like this
And connect lines like crosswords
And use my enemy’s words as strength
To try and draw from, and get inspired off ’em
‘Cause all my life I was told and taught I am not shit
By you wack fuckin’ giant sacks of lyin’ dog shit
Now you shut up, bitch, I am talkin’
Thought I was full of horseshit
And now you fuckin’ worship the ground on which I am walkin’
Me against the world, so what? I’m Brian Dawkins
Versus the whole 0-16 Lions offense
So bring on the Giants, Falcons, and Miami Dolphins
It’s the body bag game, bitch, I’m supplyin’ coffins
‘Cause you dicks butt kiss, bunch of Brian Baldingers
You’re gon’ die a ball-licker, I’ve been diabolical
With this dialogue since ’99 Rawkus
You don’t respect the legacy I leave behind, y’all can
Suck a dick; the day you beat me, pigs’ll fly out my ass
In a flyin’ saucer full of Italian sausage
The most high exaltin’ and I ain’t haltin’
‘Til I die of exhaustion, inhale my exhaust fumes
The best part about me is I am not you
I’m me, and I’m the Fire Marshall, and this is my—

[Chorus: Polina]
This is my legacy, legacy, yeah
This is my legacy, legacy, yeah
There’s no guarantee
It’s not up to me, we can only see
This is my legacy, legacy, legacy, legacy

One thought on “Song of the Day #4,237: ‘Legacy’ – Eminem

  1. Dana Gallup says:

    I’ve tuned out from Eminem because I found his tone and voice to be increasingly assaulting, whereas there was a lighter more playful and clever feel to his earlier work.

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