Eminem - I'm Back (Full Instrumental) (No Remake) descargar videos gratis

Demo sy Mcpe

i ma makn diss on somebody on this beat wow its gonna the best !!

Crazy

I used to give a fuck but not no more, and don't think for a second I won't sock no whore, if you don't like what I'm saying then lock yo door, cus when I see you in person I'm gonna box yo jaw, you're a pussycat pussy that's got no claws,and you're jealous because what I drops so raw, why am I so ill I'm not so sure, but I know that the doctor ain't got no cure,

Damien Curran

Ima have ur ass ejected at ur neck with a blade snatch ur necklace smashin heads in yeah bitch I'm back and sendin a massive message so u faggots best get out the way before u get trashed and left in the front yard u get that for askin questions class has ended but ur ass has detention slash ur chest then watch the blood splat intestines fall out then u fall back ur head splits I panic I grab the body my jacket then dipped

AllAbout Music

dope beat

Off!c!al aka W!ld Ch!ld

decent remake but you're missing a few sounds I'm trying to rap here buddy

A _kid

WHERE IS HE FUCKING BELLS AT THE BEGINNING

Theo Leach

What kind of bass is used for the instrumental. Really want to know

angusxbeef

I murder a rhyme, one word at a timeYou never heard of a mind as perverted as mineYou better get rid of that 9, it ain't gonna helpWhat good's it gonna do against a man that strangles himself?I'm waiting for Hell, like hell, shit, I'm anxious as hellManson, you're safe in that cell, be thankful it's jailI used to be my mommy's little angel at twelveThirteen I was putting shells in a gauge on a shelfI used to get punked and bullied on my block'Til I cut a kitten's head off and stuck it in this kid's mailboxI used to give a fuck, now I could give a fuck lessWhat do I think of success? It sucks, too much pressI'm stressed, too much cess, depressed, too upsetIt's just too much mess, I guess I must just blew up quick (yes)Grew up quick (no) was raised rightWhatever you say is wrong, whatever I say is rightYou think of my name now whenever you say hiBecame a commodity because I'm W-H-I--T-E, ‘cause MTV was so friendly to meCan't wait 'til Kim sees meNow, is it worth it? Look at my life, how is it perfect?Read my lips, bitch! What, my mouth isn't workin'?You hear this finger? Oh, it's upside downHere, let me turn this motherfucker up right nowThat's why they call me Slim Shady (I'm back)I'm back (I'm back)I'm back (Slim Shady)[x4]I take each individual degenerate's head and reach into itJust to see if he's influenced by me, if he listens to musicAnd if he feeds into this shit, he's an innocent victimAnd becomes a puppet on the string of my tennis shoeMy name is Slim ShadyI been crazy way before radio didn't play meThe sensational (Back is the incredible!)With Ken Kaniff, who just finds the men edibleIt's Ken Kaniff on the InternetTryin' to lure your kids with him into bedIt's a sick world we live in these days"Slim, for pete's sakes, put down Christopher Reeve's legs!"Geez, you guys are so sensitive"Slim, it's a touchy subject, try and just don't mention it"Mind with no sense in it, fried schizophrenicWhose eyes get so squinted, I'm blind from smoke in 'emWith my windows tinted, with nine limos rentedDoing lines of coke in 'emWith a bunch of guys hopping out, all high and indo scentedAnd that's where I get my name from, that's why they call meThey call me Slim Shady (I'm back)I'm back (I'm back)I'm back (Slim Shady)That's why they call me Slim Shady (I'm back)I'm back (I'm back)I'm back (Slim Shady)[x3]I take seven [kids] from [Columbine], stand 'em all in lineAdd an AK-47, a revolver, a 9A MAC-11 and it oughta solve the problem of mineAnd that's a whole school of bullies shot up all at one time‘Cause (I'mmmm) Shady, they call me as crazyAs the world was over this whole Y2K thingAnd by the way, N'Sync, why do they sing?Am I the only one who realizes they stink?Should I dye my hair pink and care what y'all thinkLip sync and buy a bigger size of earrings?It's why I tend to block out when I hear things‘Cause all these fans screaming is making my ears ring (AHH)So I just throw up a middle finger and let it lingerLonger than the rumor that I was sticking it to Christina‘Cause if I ever stuck it to any singer in showbizIt'd be Jennifer Lopez and Puffy, you know thisI'm sorry Puff, but I don't give a fuckIf this chick was my own motherI'd still fuck her with no rubber and cum inside herAnd have a son and a new brother at the same timeAnd just say that it ain't mine, what's my name?I'm Slim Shady (I'm back)I'm back (I'm back)I'm back (Slim Shady)That's why they call me Slim Shady (I'm back)I'm back (I'm back)I'm back (Slim Shady)[x2]They call me Slim Shady (I'm back)I'm back (I'm back)I'm back (Slim Shady)Guess who's b-back, backGue-gue-guess who's back (hi, mom)Guess who's backGue-guess who's backD-12, Guess who's backGue, gue-gue-gue, guess who's backDr. Dre--​ Guess who's backBack back backSlim Shady, 2001I'm blew out from this blunt fuck

Not A Prophet

Wannabe MC's in the comments posting their bars...

Marshie

I feel the beat is looped

JOHN perez

Chorus: Eminem repeat 4XThat's why they call me Slim Shady (I'm Back) I'm Back (I'm Back) (SLIM SHADY!) I'm BackI murder a rhyme one word at a timeYou never, heard of a mind as perverted as mineYou better, get rid of that nine, it ain't gonna helpWhat good's it gonna do against a man that strangles himself?I'm waitin for hell like hell shit I'm anxious as hellManson, you're safe in that cell, be thankful it's jailI used to be my mommy's little angel at twelveThirteen I was puttin shells in a gauge on a shelfI used to, get punked and bullied on my block'til I cut a kitten's head off and stuck it in this kid's mailbox("Mom! MOM!") I used to give a - fuck, now I could give a fuck lessWhat do I think of suc-cess? It sucks, too much press I'm stressedToo much stares two breasts, too upsetIt's just too much mess, I guess I must just blew up quick (yes)Grew up quick (no) was raised rightWhatever you say is wrong, whatever I say is rightYou think of my name now whenever you say, "Hi"Became a commodity because I'm W-H-I--T-E, cuz MTV was so friendly to meCan't wait 'til Kim sees meNow is it worth it? Look at my life, how is it perfect?Read my lips bitch, what, my mouth isn't workin?You hear this finger? Oh it's upside downHere, let me turn this motherfucker up right nowChorusI take each individual degenerate's head and reach into itjust to see if he's influenced by me if he listens to musicAnd if he feeds into this shit he's an innocent victimand becomes a puppet on the string of my tennis shoe [vocal scratches] My name is Slim ShadyI been crazy way before radio didn't play meThe sensational [vocal scratch "Back is the incredible!"]With Ken Kaniff, who just finds the men edibleIt's Ken Kaniff on the, internetTryin to, lure your kids with him, into bedIt's a, sick world we live in these days"Slim for Pete's sakes put down Christopher Reeve's legs!"Geez, you guys are so sensitive"Slim it's a touchy subject, try and just don't mention it"Mind with no sense in it, fried to get so freneticwhose eyes get so squinted, I'm blind from smokin 'emwith my windows tinted, with nine limos rentedDoin lines of coke in 'em, with a bunch of guys hoppin out all high and indo scented (inhales, exhales)And that's where I get my name from, that's why they call meChorusI take seven kids from Columbinestand 'em all in lineAdd an AK-47, a revolver, a ninea Mack-11 and it oughta solve the problem of mineand that's a whole school of bullies shot up all at one timeCause (I'mmmm) Shady, they call me as crazyas the world was over this whole Y2K thingAnd by the way, N'Sync, why do they sing?Am I the only one who realizes they stink?Should I dye my hair pink and care what y'all think?Lip sync and buy a bigger size of earrings?It's why I tend to block out when I hear thingsCause all these fans screamin is makin my ears ring (AHHHH!!!)So I just, throw up a middle finger and let it lingerlonger than the rumor that I was stickin it to ChristinaCause if I ever stuck it to any singer in showbizit'd be Jennifer Lopez, and Puffy you know this!I'm sorry Puff, but I don't give a fuck if this chick was my own motherI still fuck her with no rubber and cum inside herand have a son and a new brother at the same timeand just say that it ain't mine, what's my name?ChorusGuess who's b-back, backGue-gue-guess who's back (Hi mom!)[scratch] Guess who's back[scratch] Gue [scratch] guess who's backD-12 [scratch] Guess who's backGue, gue-gue-gue, guess who's backDr. Dre [scratch] Guess who's backBack back [scratch] back[scratch]Slim Shady, 2001I'm blew out from this blunt (sighs) fuck

Rory Coffey

This is the censored version folks

bass Booster

i smoke I toke I row in a boat I sink I float I do but I don't I will but I won'tI shouldn't I should I wouldn't I wouldI couldn't I could just give her the wood

Acapella Studios & Archive

ugh! this is just a horrible loop!!! theres more than this simple 4 bar loop to this DR DRE PRODUCED TRACK. I hate when people make shitty loops and call it the (FULL INSTRUMENTAL) then have the nerve to say (NO REMAKE) like motherfucker you just (REMADE) the instrumental yourself with the officila loops!!!!!!!!!!! That makes it a fucking REMAKE bro!!! this aint official just a waste of my time. its not even cut and pasted properly you can her the shitty skills of whoever pieced this one together. FUCK!

Raeman Muzik TV

So where are the bells and the other sound of the chorus? This is just a loop.

theredneck godfather

I'm shabbyI’m having a head rush in a bush it give my face a red blushGot a matched haircut and a brand new trendy brain mushGot a watch that I’ve snatch to a deaf kid, that didn’t said muchTo protest, so I pushed him in the slush and catch his red plushDrugs? No I stopped now I got tobacco to chew upIndeed I try to plant my weed but she never grew upWhen I was a kid I had a trauma when I screwed upMy mom stew, puking in the cooker then discreetly flew upI dig two pits for myself ‘cause I wanna be killed twiceTo see what it’s like and bring some souvenirs from paradiseAnd I’ve always been taught by all that I needed to change the habitsAnd I need more time than I’ll ever get to learn my ABCStill got a little problem to learn from the X to the ZCan’t change it I’m insanely beastly in too deepNow I know my A.B.C got a sweat feeling of satietyCall me the D.R.E I want to be sign like slim shadyFeminist love me and since I’ve been to WesleyanNever say the L word again except if you’re a lesbianI’m a gentleman got the same bowtie as les NessmanThis university made of me a new man till I fucked the librarianAin’t got no problem with women but bitches do the dishes“Oh jeez he’s so misogynist, homophobic, transphobic”Yo bitches are you autistic it’s humoristicNow spit on my dick and lick it I want it cover in lipstickI'm shabby and I don't give a fuck if you stomach meI'm shabby and I got pills acid and the HIVI'm shabby and I want all your kids to do EcstasyI'm shabby I got a big enough ass for the all world to kiss Man fuck hip hop I’m here for the businessFuck did I say this aloud? Give me my knife that I kill the witnessI hope I’m soon gonna find a record to censor my lyricsCan’t wait to release an album and choke a darky to relieveA cops arrest me on a freeway ‘cause I was twelve years old and drunkIn jail my roomie took the top bed so I spunk on his junkWhen he gets out he fond he’s mom corps inside he’s cars locked trunkWith a sweat note “do never take again the top bunk”Sweetheart I want you “do you love me?” no I don’tBut I do think your kinda sweat so go naked and let’s do itWhat are you looking for in your purse we don’t need no condomIf we get a kid I throw him in a bush and he’ll blossom downtown“Shabby go down now we know what you’ve done to shady”Wait guys come back later I’m watching mickey with Don Grady Ok I admit that I’ve cheated a little like tom BradyI’ve copied shady’s name, shot me in the head like Jim Brady I’ve lied on my age to be accept another year in the nurseryLied on my sex to my teacher for better grades and a bursaryLied on my name to abandon my kid in maternityThen once again when they tried to make a test of paternity

Robzyy

top dog, rollin with a motolov, hittin on a pretty blonde, what a silly broad, i will not respond, this is what i came here for, booty calls and that is all, when i flip its gettin on, wait a sec where have i gone, im bout to rhyme like a motherfucking rockstar, i swore id drop some raw records and top yall, look at me on this beat with the energy, to put an enemy inside of a cemetery, put into place, through the craze im a renegade, back again, murderin motherfuckers who dare to play