СД (SD) — Эминем (Eminem) (English Translation)

[Intro: Eminem]

May I have your attention, please?

May I have your attention, please?

Will the real Slim Shady please stand up?

I repeat, will the real Slim Shady please stand up?

We’re gonna have a problem here



[Verse 1: SD]

Today I woke up in a sweat (What)

Eminem’s gone — I had a dream (How?)

Everyone wrote his duty «Rest in peace» (Ha)

RIP all over the internet (RIP)

Even the most washed-up Russian freshman made a post

That Eminem for him is essentially manure

‘Cause he was raised on Em

Em was the cause and beginning of all, beginning of all

And everyone loved him so much, listening to him all along (Oh, yes)

Everyone found something in Em’s Hip-Hop

What then translated, passed off as his own (What)

And didn’t think, none’ll understand the intension (Nope):

Cross Genius with Google Dictionary (What)

«If that’s not tied down, it means it’s mine own» (No)

No, it means that you are fucking moron



[Verse 2: SD]

8 Mile, freestyle battle (Wow) with your drank dad (Wow)

The third part in a row, time to sell ads (1xBet)

Homie came to root, mother will judge (Wow-wow)

You’re the winner of this league, holy fuck

You diss Trump, he pissed in your face (What?)

You’re social like Harper Lee

You fart by lips like Humperdinck (Ha-ha)

Your verse on how we need to live (Wow)

You are only friends with coals (Mavpa)

You weren’t retarded, but became retarded (Ha-ha-ha-ha)

And in the midst of these walls (What)

Eminem suddenly evaporated



[Chorus: SD]

What a pity that Eminem died

I don’t eat the third day, I do not slip the fifth day too

Eminem died early, Eminem died early

What a pity that Eminem died

I don’t eat the third day, I do not slip the fifth day too

Chka-chka-chka-chka-chka, fuck you



[Verse 3: Slava KPSS]

Em died, it would be better if it was DK (Yeah!)

Or Oxxxymiron, he’s stupid motherfucker

I didn’t know English at school, hooray

What influenced me more is TV series SashaTanya

There is a sea of ​​punchlines and cool storytelling (Brra)

Not a fucking nagging from an aged dickhead (Yeah)

Em died, Ja Rule is dancing on his grave

Now he is in graffiti in Nizhny Tagil

There is meeting of LIZER and FLESH

They play on guitar and shout “Lose Yourself”

And baby Kim did not grieve for long

She married to Zamay’s cock

“He was a star,” was written by The Flow

And Donald Trump demolished Detroit

Fuck Detroit and american rap

I love ditties, because I am a Russian man

And Asyl’bek from Uzbekistan

Will pour me half a glass of hash

We’ll remember the smoking room as ship in the kitchen

“I’m not afraid,” do you remember, Guf’y kicked in?

And then was grief, and not all this

What a pity that Eminem died not in 2003 (Yeah)

But what can I say when a genius evaporated?

Zamay! Chka-chka-chka, Slim Shady



[Chorus: SD]

Eminem died

I don’t eat the third day, I do not slip the fifth day too

Eminem died early, Eminem died early

What a pity that Eminem died

I don’t eat the third day, I do not slip the fifth day too

Chka-chka-chka-chka-chka, fuck you



[Outro: Eminem]

Ha ha, I guess there’s a Slim Shady in all of us