Evil Deeds Lyrics – Eminem
“Evil Deeds” transitions nicely from the opening skit “Curtains Up” and into the next track, “Never Enough”. The song, with its hectic Dre-produced beat, untraditional flow, and delivery, adds up to get the perfect intensity for an album opener.
Content-wise, the song touches in on many themes. This includes Em’s upbringing, bullied childhood, media perception, struggles with fame, his relationship with his father, and balancing his personal life with being an artist.
| Song Name : | Evil Deeds |
| Album / Movie : | Encore |
| Singer : | Eminem |
| Music Label : | Aftermath Entertainment, Shady Records, and Interscope Records |
| Cast : | Eminem |
Father, please forgive me for I know not what I doI just never had the chance to ever meet youTherefore, I did not know that I would grow to beMy mother’s evil seed and do these evil deeds
Momma had a baby and its head popped offHead popped off, head popped off, head popped offHead popped off, head popped offBut Momma don’t want me, the next thing I know, I’m gettin’ dropped offGettin’ dropped off, gettin’ dropped off, gettin’ dropped off, gettin’ dropped offRing-ring-ring on the doorbell of the next door neighbors, on their front porchTheir front porch, their front porch, their front porch, their front porchBut they didn’t want me neither, so they left me on someone else’s lawnElse’s lawn, else’s lawn, else’s lawn
‘Til somebody finally took me in, my great aunt and uncle, Edna and CharlesEdna and Charles, Edna and Charles, Edna and CharlesEdna and Charles, they were the ones who were left in chargeMy elementary, they’d gang up on me and sing this songSing this song, sing this song, sing this song, sing this songIt went a little something like“Mary had a little lamb, little lamb, little lambDebbie had a Satan spawn, Satan spawn”Momma, why do they keep sayin’ this? I just don’t understand, understandAnd by the way, where’s my dad?
Father, please forgive me for I know not what I doI just never had the chance to ever meet youTherefore, I did not know that I would grow to beMy mother’s evil seed and do these evil deeds
Predominantly, predominantly, everything’s always predominantlyPredominantly-white, predominantly black, well, what about me?Where does that leave me? Well, I guess that I’m between predominantly both of ’emI think if I hear that fuckin’ word again, I’ma screamWhile I’m projectile vomitin’; what do I look like, a comedian to you?Do you think that I’m kiddin’? What do I look like, some kinda idi…Wait a minute, shit, don’t answer that; why am I so misunderstood?Why do I go through so much bullshit? It’s such bullshit, it’s tush mull bish
“Woe is me, there goes poor Marshall again whinin’ about his millionsAnd his mansion and his sorrow he’s always drownin’ inAnd the dad that he never had, and how his childhood was so badAnd how his mom was a dope addict, and his ex-wife, how they go at itMan, I’d hate to have it as bad as that Mr. Mathers claims he had itI can’t imagine it, that little rich, poor, white bastardNeeds to take some of that cash out of the bank and take a bath in itMan, if I only had half of it”Shit, if you only knew the half of it…Haha
Father, please forgive me for I know not what I doI just never had the chance to ever meet youTherefore, I did not know that I would grow to beMy mother’s evil seed and do these evil deeds
Evil deeds, while I plant these evil seedsPlease release me from these demonsI never had any of this shit planned, Mom, please believeI don’t wanna be Satan’s spawnNever got the chance to say I’m sorryNow look at all the pain I causedDear Santa Claus, why are you not comin’ this year again?What did I do that was so bad to deserve this?
Everything could have been so perfectBut life ain’t a fairy tale, I’m about to be hoisted up in the air40 feet below me, there’s people everywhereI don’t even know but who feel like they know me ’cause I’m in this ferris wheelAnd all I wanna do is go to the mall and take Hailie on the carouselWithout this crowd everywhere I go, but life is like a merry-go-roundHere we go now, do-si-do now, curtains up, the show must go nowRing-around-the-rosie, the show’s over, you can all go home now
But the curtain just don’t close for me, this ain’t how fame was supposed to beWhere’s the switch I could just turn off-and-on? This ain’t what I chose to beSo please, God, give me the strength to have what it takes to carry on‘Til I pass 50 back the baton, the camera’s on, my soul is gone
Father, please forgive me for I know not what I doI just never had the chance to ever meet youTherefore, I did not know that I would grow to beMy mother’s evil seed and do these evil deedsI said, Father, please forgive me for I know not what I doI just never had the chance to ever meet youTherefore, I did not know that I would grow to beMy mother’s evil seed and do these evil deeds(Evil deeds, evil deeds, evil deeds)
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