Eminem - Rhyme or Reason (Traduction Française) Lyrxo traductions françaises
"Eminem - Rhyme or Reason" is a hip-hop track from the 2013 album "The Marshall Mathers LP 2." The song explores themes of personal struggle, self-reflection, and the complexities of fame and mental health. Eminem's lyrics delve into his past, addressing his battles with identity and societal expectations. Musically, it features intricate wordplay and a blend of introspective beats, showcasing his lyrical prowess. The song resonates with listeners for its raw honesty and has contributed to discussions about mental health in hip-hop culture. #HipHop
[Intro]
(What's your name ?) Marshall
(Who's your daddy?) I don't have one
[Couplet 1]
My mother reproduced like the komodo dragon
And had me on the back of a motorcycle, then crashed in
The side of loco-motive with rap, I'm
Loco, it's like handing a psycho a loaded handgun
Michelangelo with a paint gun in a tantrum
'Bout to explode all over the canvas
Back with the Yoda of rap, "In a spasm
Your music usually has 'em
But waned for the game your enthusiasm it hasn't
Follow you must, Rick Rubin my little Padawan"
A Jedi in training, colossal brain and, thoughts are entertainin'
But docile and impossible to explain and, I'm also vain and
Probably find a way to complain about a Picasso painting
Puke Skywalker, but sound like Chewbacca when I talk
Full of such blind rage I need a seein' eye dog
Can't even find the page I was writing this rhyme on
Oh it's on the ram-page, couldn't see what I wrote I write small
It says, "Ever since I drove a '79 Lincoln with whitewall, had a fire in my heart
And a dire desire to aspire to Die Hard"
So as long as I'm on the clock punching this time card
Hip-hop ain't dying on my watch
(What's your name ?) Marshall
(Who's your daddy?) I don't have one
[Couplet 1]
My mother reproduced like the komodo dragon
And had me on the back of a motorcycle, then crashed in
The side of loco-motive with rap, I'm
Loco, it's like handing a psycho a loaded handgun
Michelangelo with a paint gun in a tantrum
'Bout to explode all over the canvas
Back with the Yoda of rap, "In a spasm
Your music usually has 'em
But waned for the game your enthusiasm it hasn't
Follow you must, Rick Rubin my little Padawan"
A Jedi in training, colossal brain and, thoughts are entertainin'
But docile and impossible to explain and, I'm also vain and
Probably find a way to complain about a Picasso painting
Puke Skywalker, but sound like Chewbacca when I talk
Full of such blind rage I need a seein' eye dog
Can't even find the page I was writing this rhyme on
Oh it's on the ram-page, couldn't see what I wrote I write small
It says, "Ever since I drove a '79 Lincoln with whitewall, had a fire in my heart
And a dire desire to aspire to Die Hard"
So as long as I'm on the clock punching this time card
Hip-hop ain't dying on my watch
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