Month: June 2004

On January the 9th 1975, Kathleen Sluck (Kim’s mother) gave birth to twins: Kim and Dawn.
Kim was born in Detroit. Her and her sister’s childhood was quite horrible. At the age of 13, both sisters had to run away from an alcoholics’ home. Appearently, Kim’s stepfather was abusive towards her.
We have very few infos about Kim’s twin sister.
Dawn Scott is the mom of three children: Alaina, Adam and Amy.
Alaina Scott currently lives with Marshall. The little girl has been adopted by Eminem. Alaina’s twin brother is Adam who was born mentally and physically handicapped, because Dawn was taking drugs during her pregnancy. The little boy lives at his father’s family. Alaina and Adam are 11 years old.
Amy is about 8/9 years old and she currently lives with Dawn.
When she was 13, Debbie Mathers raised Kim as her own daughter. Things started to become worse between Debbie and Kim when she started dating Marshall.
When Marshall and Kim left Debbie’s home, they moved to a bad neighborhood. Kim nearly got killed by a stray bullet that came through their kitchen window while she was doing the washing up:
“The neighborhoods we lived in fucking sucked. I went through four TVs and five VCRs in two years.” (Kim)
Some people say that Kim never ever worked. Which is partially untrue. Kim used to work as a masseuse in 1998, at a time she had broken up with Marshall.
On Kim’s biographical info from Michigan Court, you will lear that Marshall is not the only one to have some tattoos:
http://www.state.mi.us/mdoc/asp/otis2profile.asp?mdocNumber=482804
It is interesting to notice that three girls’ names are tatooed on her index: Alaina, Whitney and Hailie.

Many people don’t realize it, but fame sometimes leaves a sour aftertaste. People usually only see the glory and the money that goes with fame, but they don’t see the numerous disadvantages of being a celebrity.
Marshall recently stated that he is fed up with fame.
Maybe much more with everything that goes with fame: pressures, psycho fans, security, very rare spare time.
Many people would argue that Eminem wanted to be famous and that he shouldn’t complain about his life style.
But they seem to ignore that Eminem didn’t expect to get that big. He wanted to have a record deal, like any average rapper:
“All I really wanted was a career in hip-hop. But you’ve got to be careful what you wish for, as it’s almost turning into more of a nightmare than a dream. I miss going to the park and playing basketball.’
Before 1999, the world didn’t care so much about Eminem. When Eminem entered into stardom, he really had no idea of the many pressures the music industry would put on his shoulders. This point is clearly explained in his earlier collaboration with Cypress Hill ‘Rap Superstar’:
‘[Eminem Speaking]
Most people don’t see how much work is really involved
in this rap shit
I didn’t know it
I didn’t see it
I never saw it until i was actually in it
You really gotta be in it
To understand what its like
But you always gotta
People always gotta see your smile
You always gotta put on that fake
You know what i’m sayin
No matter what u just been through…’
Marshall, who raised to fame in less than a year, between 1998 and 1999, had to face so many pressures from his label and also the negative critics from the media. All of a sudden, his privacy and his relatives’ privacy was totally exposed in the tabloids.
When you’re famous, you always have to satisfy your public, no matter what your state of mind actually is.
Moreover, fame also involves a real loss of freedom. Wherever you might be going to, security guards will follow you.
Marshall is known for his simplicity. He didn’t grow up with a golden spoon in his mouth. He perfectly knows the fights and the struggles of life.
“I was never that person that wanted the big cars. I don’t like having security hold my hand to walk out to my mailbox. There’s something inside of me that refuses to believe I can’t walk down he street or be as normal as I want to be.’
How many times has Eminem dreamt to be anonymous in the crowd? He sometimes wishes not to be Eminem or Slim Shady, but just Marshall Mathers, a regular guy who would like to live a normal life.

‘Get My Gun’ from the new D12 World album offers us a hilarous parody of what could possibly happen when Eminem and his crew gets angry. Things will get overheated very fast and he may get his gun very fast.
The introduction that features Kon Artis shows us a man (Marshall) who reacts before thinking in a very concrete situation when he feels bad. This situation looks like a typical bad day in Marshall’s life who will start beefing with somebody who just asked for an authograph:
[Eminem]
I’m gonna get my gun!
[Eminem:] This motherfucker wants to disrespect me?
[Kon Artis:] Em, Em, what the fuck you doing man?
[Eminem:] I got something for his ass.
[Kon Artis:] Calm Down
[Eminem:] No YOU Calm Down!
[Kon Artis:] Man. . what’s you’re problem?
[Eminem:] Fuck that! The motherfucker want’s to pop shit to me!?
[Kon Artis:] Man, he wasn’t poppin’ shit.
[Eminem:] You heard him he was poppin’ them shit
[Kon Artis:] What shit?
[Eminem:] That shit! You heard him!
[Kon Artis:] He asked for your autograph!
Things are getting worse and overheated when Swifty starts talking. There is no mercy in the words he drops on the mic. The well known D12 terrorist is ready to lyrically shoot and kill. Scary and offensive, Swifty is the man of your worst nightmares:
‘A mass murderer pack burners to blast further then you can get
My shit be shooting threw bricks
I mix anything togetha, I done guillotine a nigga
Keep it heated, I pop clips with 17 or betta
I’ll be severin’ heads, i’m in everyones nightmare
A nigga that can never ever be scared of the feds
And the niggas that’ll fuck with you
Stab and brass knuckle you
Then have you in the public, theres nothing that you can do
Enough with you’re motherfucking tough talk, you’re soft
Get you’re balls blew off, from a sawdof , Fa’ raw dawg?
Crazier then all yall , what you like the navy when i’m angry
You’ll never catch me hanging in a lops car
All I have is thought of, breathing evil
Desert Eagle’s will eat threw people
When I see you i’mma heat you’re beef slow
Fuck being peaceful, the piece in the vehicle and. .’*
Although the main content of the song is hilarious, the D12 crew also remind you that Runyan Ave is a place not to joke with. It is a place where you can get killed instantly. One wrong word can lead to your shooting.
The song ‘Get My Gun’ that is ‘by the way- Proof’s favorite song from the album enlightens each D12 member’s talent.
You will enjoy the rapid flow of the D12 members who won’t control their anger during the whole song.
Bizarre’s crazy part will probably keep you laughing. His last rhymes are full of his well known wicked sense of humor while Kuniva, Proof and Kon Artis act like dangerous psychos who are ready to shoot you down.
‘Get My Gun’ offers us an intelligent and funny parody of the escalation of some overheated situations in the Detroit ghetto. Anything ‘even eye contact- can get you killed in the 313.
LYRICS
I’m gonna get my gun!
[Eminem:] This motherfucker wants to disrespect me?
[Kon Artis:] Em, Em, what the fuck you doing man?
[Eminem:] I got something for his ass.
[Kon Artis:] Calm Down
[Eminem:] No YOU Calm Down!
[Kon Artis:] Man. . what’s you’re problem?
[Eminem:] Fuck that! The motherfucker want’s to pop shit to me!?
[Kon Artis:] Man, he wasn’t poppin’ shit.
[Eminem:] You heard him he was poppin’ them shit
[Kon Artis:] What shit?
[Eminem:] That shit! You heard him!
[Kon Artis:] He asked for your autograph!
[Swifty McVay]
A mass murderer pack burners to blast further then you can get
My shit be shooting threw bricks
I mix anything togetha, I done guillotine a nigga
Keep it heated, I pop clips with 17 or betta
I’ll be severin’ heads, i’m in everyones nightmare
A nigga that can never ever be scared of the feds
And the niggas that’ll fuck with you
Stab and brass knuckle you
Then have you in the public, theres nothing that you can do
Enough with you’re motherfucking tough talk, you’re soft
Get you’re balls blew off, from a sawdof , Fa’ raw dawg?
Crazier then all yall , what you like the navy when i’m angry
You’ll never catch me hanging in a lops car
All I have is thought of, breathing evil
Desert Eagle’s will eat threw people
When I see you i’mma heat you’re beef slow
Fuck being peaceful, the piece in the vehicle and. .
[Chorus]
[Eminem]
I’M GONNA GET MY GUN!
This motherfucker’s poppin’ that shit
Nah fuck that i’ll be right back
I’M GONNA GET MY GUN!
Nah motherfucker fuck you
You ain’t disrespecting me like that
I’M GONNA GET MY GUN!
Walk to the room, sixteen shot clip
Bitch how you like that?
I’M GONNA GET MY GUN!
Bet you ain’t know that I’m strapped
Nice one, bitch this is my gat
I’M GONNA GET MY GUN!
[Kuniva]
I bring it to niggas looking as if they want trouble
I send they body flippin’ around like a stunt double
Forget about the fighting, scrapping, squabing, buckin’
I’ll squeeze the piece you jumping, dodging, duckin’
Squat under trucks and screaming “that niggas’s bluffin'”
I cuff my nuts while cussing “don’t trust him”
I round up Runyan, Dave, Wood and Nico
My nigga Big I and Mal’ lettin’ the heat blow
Heat sleep hoes got in you’re neepo
‘Cuz you keep shooting at me and missing like Shaq’s free-throws
You gotta hit a little closer if you wanna try
Pistol whip a soldier, with a missle on his shoulders
You can fold or blow ya’ brick house into some tiny boulders
A grimey older cab will leave you with a tiny odor
I’m doggish, you feeling frogish, you leap bitch
My car is right across the street bitch and . . (I’M GONNA GET MY GUN!)
[Proof]
My whole outfit count clips
Get you’re house lit the fuck up
You’re spouse shit, and you’re mouse clip
Betta’ watch miscountliss, slugs imma send
Watch you hollow when the hollow tips go threw you’re skin
I’m in love with the sin, tell Bugz i’mma see him
When I cock back might put the door on you’re friends
Make a run, gotta him, bust a slug on his chin
Ain’t going no were like the drugs outta Kim
I’m a psycho icon, a mightful might bomb
Get a eye full of lid when I slight you’re lights out
With a street cleaner, whipe you’re life out
Bullets know at you’re ears, like a Tyson fight bout
Fuck the night clout, guns, clips…(I’M GONNA GET MY…)
Fuck that run bitch!
Hit the streets talks, chumps don’t know me
?Aint no probably be home lonley?
[Chorus fades to background music]
[Eminem]
Dumbass motherfuckers allways gotta come to me with some dumb shit!
. . .Fucking. . . I don’t told this motherfucker. .
Wassup bitch!? Autograph this!. . .oh shit
(I’M GONNA GET MY GUN!)
I’m trying to pull the trigger but its stuck!…FUCK!
My shit is all jammed up!…UGH!
C’mon you cock-sucking, good-for-nothing, mother-fucking piece of shit, shoot…AH!
Yeah!, wattup bitch!? say that shit again!
Shot the bullet missed, hit a brick, bounced of it, ricocheted back in his shin
Went threw his bitch on his way back, hit his friend
Payback homie, don’t play that shit is spin
To be on I told you to leave this shit alone
Or…(I’M GONNA GET MY GUN)
And it’s a shame i’m to drunk to even aim
Denaun stept in the way and I shot him in his leg
Its like . . .
[Kon Artis]
Bang, Bang, Bang, nigga, Pow, Pow, Pow
Everybody busting rounds like they “Ra’,Ra’,Ra'”
But when you seee me in the street I be like wassup now?
They bodyguard be stepping in trying to calm shit down (Chill out man)
Fuck that I got a bone to pick
You said it then have settle like some grown man shit
Then me and you could talk about our problems couldn’t we?
Shoot a fair one and handled this situation seriously
I guess not, you wanna’ resort to the heater
So I gotta grab my Mac and my Uzi and my Nina
Step in between us and get shot
?But get seperated with the squeaza?
You aint ready for war, Runyan ain’t nothing to play with!
[Chorus]
[Bizarre]
Walk to Rite-Aid for a can of speghetti
Its been one hour and bitch my photo’s aint ready
Picture’s of my dog and my family reunion
It’s been two hours and my fucking days ruined
Hey “Kate” do you wanna get raped?
Have my pictures on fucking Philips 38
That’s why I don’t be fucking battle rapping
‘Cuz everytime I loose, this is what the fuck happens (Gun shots)
Back to these pictures I was trying to get developed
This man tried to get in front of me, I wouldn’t let him
I’m ready to blow this bitches brains out
I’m nervous, I farted, some shit came out
Times up, shot her with a gun
Got on my cell phone and called Rev. Run
And all this crazy shit I, regret it. . .
All because I wanted to see E

Marshall Mathers and his D12 crew will certainly amaze you with their new video to the D12 World song ‘How Come’.
Flashback to the period of the ‘Infinite’ album: a younger Marshall is interpreting his song ‘Jealousy Woes’ on stage. Back to the period where Marshall was having fun and also argued with his D12 crew.
Marshall makes his listener and viewer feel how much he misses this period. At this time, Marshall and Kim were together and despite the numerous arguments inside of their couple (that also rhyme with passionate love), Kim used to communicate with him.
Kim has disappeared for weeks. Nobody really knows where she is. Maybe is is also her SOS call for some attention from her ex husband’s side, although Marshall never really lacked attention towards her.
It is also obvious that she sometimes manipulates Marshall’s mind. Depressive and suicidal people want people to constantly pity them and feel sorry for them. One thing is sure: Kim needs some help. But it is up to her to face her own demons. Nobody will do it in her place.
Marshall has made his way to success. He is wealthy, has a large audience of fans and of people who really appreciate his huge talent. But deep inside, a huge pain still remains. Marshall feels hurt by Kim’s attitude. He has no news from her. He would at least like her to call him from time to time:
How Come.. we dont even talk no more
And you dont even call no more
We dont barely keep in touch at all
and I dont even feel the same love when we hug no more
And I heard it through the grapevine.. We even Beefin Now
After all the years we been down.. aint no way no how
This bullshit cant be true
We Family.. aint a damn thing changed.. unless its you!’
Marshall has admitted having made mistakes in his couple (who doesn’t?). Because he has symbolically killed Kim in his former songs ’97 Bonnie and Clyde’ and ‘Kim’, he’s been described like a monster by the media. But the same media don’t understand that Marshall Mathers is a devoted family man in real life. Marshall and Kim have a little daughter in common and Marshall has always stated his unconditional love for Kim. ‘I love you more’ is nothing else than a beautiful love ballad for his ex wife.
Marshall will move you when he talks about Kim’s blindness and change of feelings towards him:
‘We were so young
So full of life and vibrance
side by side, wherever you was riding, I went
So close, almost on some bonnie and clyde shit
When Ronnie died you was right by my side
with a shoulder to cry on and tissue to wipe my eyes
and a bucket to catch ever tear I cried inside it.
You even had the same type of childhood I did..
sometimes I just wanna know why is it that you succaim to yours
and mine I survived it. You ran the streets, I 9 to 5ed it
we grew up, grew apart as time went by us..
and I blew up to both yours and mines surprises.
Now I feel a vibe I just cant describe it
much as your pride tries to hide it. your cold
your touch is just like ice.
And your eyes is a look of resentment.
.I can sense it and I dont like it.’
He will bring you back to his difficult times and make you understand that Kim shared those hard times with him. Whatever happens between the two of them, a part of Marshall will always love Kim. This part of him is bleeding and his pain is immense: Marshall is quite unable to swallow Kim’s change of heart.
Eminem is followed by Kon Artis whose part is admirable. Kon Artis plays the role of a loyal friend who tells Marshall his opinion about Kim and asks him to to hate on him for spitting the truth (that deeply hurts):
‘It was my dream at first to be off spitting a verse
on my own album with a deal but shit got worse
fore I came out I woulda killed a nigga first
for I let him disrespect me, or check me over some
worthless bitch that I wasnt with
I woulda hit it and quit
but you were fitting to talk with her and tell her she was the shit
I told you dont get involved with her
you would smoke in the car with her
coming outta the bar with her
stumbling half drunk
like you were husband and wife or somethin
but me catching her fuckin other niggas musta hurt your pride or something
cause you were openin your mouth to people like you wanted with me.
when all I tried to do was show that your bitch was shifty.
And every sister, fares and all the shit that I produced
you acting like I aint your man and lying like she cant be loose.
But I am really your friend, I’m just trying to tell ya the truth.
Dont hate the game or the player…’
the one thats changing is you.
In the video, you can see an incredibly beautiful Kim smiling. Marshall shares his nostalgy of those ancient times with us, but also his pain for being betrayed by Kim.
Proof also talks about a dead frienship and about the disadvantages of being famous:
“Its gets lonely at the top cause my homie had to stop
now we acting like I gotta live only for the block.
And homies in the hood only see me on the tube
So they gossip on the porch
Get ta speaking all rude. fools I used to rap wit all expect magic
like my finger get to snappin
and poof it just happen.
But proof is just acting out the part he was thrown,
shady made it so my babies aint starving at home.
See the devil in your glance,
since the ghetto we been friends, forever real intellegence,
thats forever till the end.
I peep the hatred in your eyes, and the satan in your lies,
aint wasting my time with these snakes in disguise.
(HOW COME) When you talk it’s with bitter and spite?
(AND HOW COME) It’s my fault for what you did with your life?
And everytime I go to hear you play, you look away,
we barely embrace, you cant even look me in my face.”
The song ‘How Come’ is mostly about Kim, but it also describes (as you can see it in the video) the little arguments that may occur in a family like the D12 crew.
Marshall is a man of heart who has always expressed his love for Kim and his song is a message for his ex wife not to turn her back against him.

Comparing Eminem to Benny Goodman, Elvis Presley and Paul Simon, a federal judge ruled yesterday that the company that publishes a leading hip-hop magazine was in contempt of court for failing to comply with orders in a copyright battle with the rapper.
In two separate orders released yesterday, Judge Gerard E. Lynch of United States District Court for the Southern District of New York awarded some monetary damages to Eminem’s record company, Shady Records, and dismissed counterclaims against Eminem himself, whose real name is Marshall B. Mathers III.
Judge Lynch ruled that the publisher of The Source, Source Enterprises, had violated his injunction by publishing on its Web site (www.the source.com) lyrics ascribed to Eminem. The lyrics, which disparage black women, are several years old, written before Eminem acquired his fame. The judge said their publication by The Source carried the potential to impair the credibility of Eminem, who is white. Eminem has acknowledged writing them but described them as a product of adolescent heartbreak.
“Mathers is the most prominent of the handful of white hip-hop artists who have been artistically or commercially successful,” Judge Lynch wrote. “Like other white musicians who have been successful in musical genres or forms pioneered by Africans or African-Americans, from Benny Goodman to Elvis Presley to Paul Simon, Mathers has been accused of exploiting black culture; he in turn has asserted his respect for his black role models and peers, and has maintained that he comes by his hip-hop success honestly, as a young man from a poor urban background who has long been associated with African-American friends, neighbors and mentors.”
The magazine cast its publication of the lyrics as a journalistic expos’; Eminem and his record company cast it as copyright infringement, and the parties took their dispute to court. The main copyright infringement claim is still being litigated.
One order issued yesterday released Eminem from responsibility for counterclaims of copyright infringement, finding that only his record company, as the assignee of his rights, was directly involved in that dispute.
A second order found that The Source was in civil contempt for publishing the lyrics on its Web site, where a lawyer for Shady Records found them. The judge stopped short of ruling the magazine company’s contempt willful, and he denied requests for sanctions against it, awarding little more than the costs of enforcing the injunction, which have not been determined.
“At the same time,” Judge Lynch wrote, “the degree of acrimony and lawyerly zeal in this litigation makes it inconceivable that Source was unaware that Shady would be vigorously monitoring its compliance with the order.”
Dennis Dennehy, a spokesman for Interscope Records, the parent of Shady Records, declined to comment on the orders.
Michael S. Elkin, a partner at Thelen, Reid & Priest who is the trial lawyer for The Source, said in a telephone interview that his client’s focus remained on the copyright infringement claims.
“The Source had every right to publish the material it did release to inform the public about who Eminem is,” he said.

People usually focus a lot of attention on the comments that the media have to offer about groups like D12.
In fact, you will learn much more about D12 by listening to the six emcees talking about each other.
Kon Artis and Kuniva will confirm you that Proof is an incredible freestyler and emcee. If you have listened to Proof’s mixtape, you will know that they are so right about it. His mixtape offers us various styles and sounds.
Proof is a gifted emcee who deserves to be known better.
Kon Artis:”He taught me how to rhyme. He’s my drinking buddy, but I can’t drink as much. At times he worries me because he can be a wild card, but he’s calmed down a lot.”
Kuniva: “He’s a live wire. Bound to say anything, do anything. Proof can switch up his style so many different ways — he can flip it and do any flavor.”
Kuniva might be the most discrete member of the D12 group, he is a skilled MC. Kuniva is like the observer of the group. In real life, Kuniva doesn’t like to talk too much. He prefers to observe people’s conversations. His discretion may sometimes be a handicap, as Proof points it out:
Proof: “Kuniva is one of those quiet dudes. He gets overlooked — people don’t realize how incredible he is.”
Kuniva may have been the least experienced of the six emcees, but he has learnt a lot from his fellows:
Bizarre: “He’s like a lyrical surprise guest — like a little cousin. We got Kuniva straight out of the hood. He was the least experienced, but he listens and feeds off us.
Kon Artis and Kuniva’s story is a long story of friendship and loyalty :
“He keeps to himself, but he’s a genius with that pen. I owed it to him. I knew if I kept him under my wing he’d turn into something. . . . and I knew we’d be victims if we didn’t get out. We would have been dead or in jail.”
Like Eminem, Kon Artis is a producer and an emcee with mad beats. His D12 apreciate him for his ability to make such incredible beats. His particular voice also distinguishes him from the other emcees in the group:
Proof: “He’s the musician of the group and an incredible singer — put that in bold letters. He brings a different angle to the production. When Em’s not around, he’s the leader in the studio. To me, his beats are more funk — like some kind of galactic funk.”
Bizarre: “When you listen to Kon Artis beats, it’s like a breath of fresh air. He really challenged us this time, made us go in a different direction.”
MC Bizarre is appreciated by his fellows for his originality and his ill rhymes too:
Kon Artis:’He’s totally left field — brings that edge to the group. He’s off-balance as well.”
Proof: “D12 is about sick MCs and sick things, and he embodies that. He’s the release, the ill mind, the imagination.”
Kuniva: “He’s one of the smartest guys I know. He brings that dark element. He knows how to say the things that make people go, ‘Oh my God, you didn’t just say that.’ ”
Swifty Mc Veigh is the ‘ lyrical terrorist’ who doesn’t hide his sympathy for bomber Timothy Mc Veigh. He drops his grenades on the mic. Thanks to Kuniva, we know that we owe the whole ‘D12 World’ concept and the album cover to him:
Proof: “He’s the industry terrorist, the grenade dropper. But he’s also the balance for D12 — in terms of decision-making, he’s the levelheaded one.”
Kon Artis :”Swift is about unity, the bighearted guy who understands the meaning of group and loyalty.”
Kuniva: “A lot of times he’s the first to rap on a song because he’s
such a fast writer. We’ll write entire songs around Swifty. He came
up with the whole ‘D12 World’ concept — the album cover and
everything.”
No need to make a presentation for the CEO of the D12 group, Eminem. What’s the difference between him and the other D12 members?
He’s white and he’s the ‘lead singer of his band”. Don’t get me wrong. It was sarcasm.
Who could talk better about Marshall Mathers than his long term friends from D12 who are like his family members to him?
His friends describe him as a perfectionnist, a ‘workoholic’ and of course, as the lyrical genius we already know.
Kuniva: “His brain works so fast. He can put rhymes together so fast and it all makes sense. It’s spontaneous — he paints a picture in his head and makes it work. I came up under him and Proof. He’s more laid-back now than when he did ‘The Slim Shady LP.’ But he can’t stay away from the studio. He’s a workaholic. A perfectionist.”
Bizarre: “People don’t understand — he’ll spend three weeks on a single song, adding instruments, adding sounds.”
Proof: “Em is making us grow up. He told us, ‘You got to get your own hands into your own destinies.’ ”
Kon Artis: ‘Em guides the ship, makes sure we don’t lose our focus. How can you not be motivated if you’ve got what he’s got?”
The D12 members know each other very well and they remain our best source of information about the members’ personality and music.

Eminem’s moon has been eclipsed.
http://www.news24.com/News24/Entertainment/Abroad/0,,2-1225-1243_1539230,00.html
MTV plans to edit out a shot of the rapper exposing his rear end to the audience at the 2004 Movie Awards when the show is broadcast on Thursday, a network representative has confirmed.
Eminem, who performed at the Saturday night taping with his group D12, appeared onstage dressed in a long red wig and jeans in a parody of Guns N’ Roses singer Axl Rose.
He repeatedly groped and flashed a studded codpiece in front of the cameras and the thousands of people in the live audience. Toward the end of the performance, he pulled down his trousers and flashed his bare backside at the audience.
Representatives for MTV immediately said on Saturday night that Eminem’s act would be sanitised for broadcast by editing around the stunt.
Eminem’s representatives declined immediate comment.
Eminem also dropped his trousers earlier this year during a performance in Germany, but ever since Janet Jackson’s Super Bowl stunt in which she bared her breast, broadcasters have tried to keep everyone’s clothes

Hailie Jade, Eminem’s daughter is one of the most popular kids in the music industry. The world knows her since she is 2 and a half. The song ‘ 97’ Bonnie and Clyde ‘ is Hailie’s first introduction into the world of music.
In Eminem’s music, Hailie personifies the innocence, the love and the complicity she shares with her devoted Daddy. By using his daughter’s voice, Marshall wants to show the whole world how much proud he is of her. It is also an expression of gratitude towards the little girl, whose birth increased her father’s will to become a rapper.
Hailie is only 8 years old, but she already has some adult enemies. Why ? Simply because she is Marshall’s daughter. Some adult rappers have decided to diss her in their hateful war of words against Eminem, with the intention to defeat the best MC. Because they perfectly know that words against his daughter will involve a lot of feelings and emotions, they think that those poisened words will bring him down and defeat him.
How would you describe grown men who dare attacking an innocent little girl ?
I’d call them cowards and losers with no life.
The first to target Hailie in a song in 1999 is New York rapper Everlast who became Eminem’s enemy because he thought Marshall refused to greet him. In one of his songs, he makes a dicrete and indirect allusion to Marshall’s little girl (who was only 4 years old at this time) :
“Cock my hammer, spit a comet like Halley.”
Marshall fired back in the well known D12 song ‘ Quitter ‘ :
‘Quitter and you bitter cuz I came along
And your days of house of pain are gone
If you talk about my little girl in a song again
I’ma kill you (I’ma kill you)…’
Everlast’s attacks against Hailie were followed by more vicious and mean attacks. Detroit underground rapper Esham dared talking about ‘putting Hailie’ in a coma in a song called ‘Chemical Imbalance’:
‘They won’t let me on MTV I’d beat up Carson Daly
And remind Eminem of D’Angelo Bailey
Haley’s in a coma, Haley’s in a coma
I smell the aroma, of a dead body
Chemi-cal imbalance Chemi-cal imbalance
Chemi-cal imbalance Chemi-cal imbalance
Drugs, thugs, slugs, niggaz get plugged
At a early age up in Detroit, nigga what?!’
As Swifty pointed it out in a former interview, this looks more like a desperate publicity stunt attempt than anything else.
It is also so obvious that Ja Rule and Benzino’s motivations are jealousy and personal ambitions.
Ja Rule went mad his rival 50 Cent was signed to Shady Records. He intended his attack to be personal and thought he had hit Marshall at a crucial point while saying:
‘Em you claim your mother’s a crackhead and Kim is a known slut
So what’s Hailie gonna be when she grows up?’
He probably put a lot of intellectual efforts in building this little rhyme, because he is well known for his grammatically weak sentences. Little did you know, Ja Rule, that you would dig your own grave while writing your sarcastic sentence against Hailie. Eminem did not only fire back at you with his whole D12 crew and Obie Trice, Hailie Jade also made fun of you when she asked her amused Dad:
Hailie: ‘Daddy is Ja Rule taller than me? ‘
You guessed the answer:
Eminem: ‘No honey you guys are the same size’
Benzino, who -by the way- is Ja Rule’s ally also dissed Hailie badly. He talked about raping and killing her.
In ‘Die Another Day’, he threatens Hailie’s life, which is more than despicable:
‘Tell Haley it ain’t safe no more (nah)
Daddy better watch yo’ back at the candystore
We Fucked up, resort to plan B
Fuck around she and up like Jon Benet Ramsey (that’s right)
Matter of fact you better check the DNA (what)
She probably ain’t yours, and where’s your wife Kim anyway
She’s on her knees somewhere suckin’ 50 Cent’.
Those four supposedly grown men who dissed Hailie have something in common: their lyrical weakness. They might have dissed Marshall’s daughter verbally, but they were quite unable to make a good lyrical diss. Marshall perfectly knows the weakness of his enemies and he did a particular good job in firing back at them.
Ja Rule’s diss against Hailie has been discussed on many places like public forums, for instance. Many people, even people who are not Eminem lovers expressed how much they were chocked by Ja Rule’s behavior towards Hailie.
One comment attracted my attention, though. A person seemed to be happy because of Hailie’s diss and she said that ‘after all, Marshall was dissing an innocent person like Christopher Reeves’, so she didn’t mind Hailie being dissed. In fact, this person didn’t understand that Eminem’s attack is principally directed against Lynn Cheney’s concept of political correctness much more than against Christopher Reeves himself, as well as his attacks against Britney Spears target the fake world of pop artists in general.
People need to read Eminem’s lyrics between the lines. Eminem has consistant things to say, but people need to take his statements at a second degree to fully get his lyrics.
Any kid in this world is like an angel. Little kids are innocent and candid beings. You can’t touch this, unless being a monster. Hate Marshall, diss him if you don’t lik

You probably all remember those few lines taken out of ‘The Real Slim Shady’:

Shit, Christina Aguilera better switch me chairs
so I can sit next to Carson Daly and Fred Durst
and hear ’em argue over who she gave head to first…

You will probably also remember Fred Durst’s guest appearance in ‘The Real Slim Shady’ video. It goes back to a time where Eminem , Fred Durst and his collaborator DJ Lethal were friends.
Eminem has also collaborated with Fred Durst. The songs ‘Turn Me Loose’ and ‘Our House’ are an example of both men’s collaboration.
How the feud started:
DJ Lethal and Fred Durst were both invited to a TRL Show. Eminem was really upset by a comment DJ Lethal left on the show about Eminem’s beef with Everlast. Dj Lethal first said:
‘They’re both men, they’ll work it out.’
But he added that ‘if the two were to take their differences outside the realm of their respective records’, “Everlast would definitely win, you know what I mean?”
Eminem retaliated with the track ‘Girls’ of the ‘Devil’s Night’ album. On the D12 diss track ‘Quitter’ against Everlast which is also a call for the Eminem fans to fight the rival MC physically. Everlast became Eminem’s enemy in 1999. He claims that Eminem didn’t greet him in Washington DC on purpose while Eminem argues that he didn’t recognise him.
Then Everlast started dissing Eminem and made some indirect but clear allusions to Hailie Jade :

I’ll buck a .380 on ones that act shady,
Let’s take it back to the house/Slide off your blouse/
Lift up your skirt/And expose your painties”
“Cock my hammer, spit a comet like Halley.

Everlast also told a magazine:

If [Eminem] steps to me, I’m gonna break his fuckin’ jaw.

This beef, that was supposed to stay underground, became public, because Eminem had to spit a response, as the excellent battle MC we already know:
“I’m like, I’m an MC, and … I’m not gonna let someone else diss me on a record and not say something back. It’s in my blood; it’s a competition thing.”
(Eminem)
The song ‘Quitter’ is offensive on purpose. Eminem is also a father who won’t let people play with his daughter’s name on a song. He will make his enemies look ridiculous in the public’s eyes.His D12 crew is here to back him during the whole song. Take a look at the lyrics of ‘Quitter’:
“Quitter”

Yo, I dedicate this, to yo…
To all my fans, keeping y’all in health
Let’s tell this Whitey Ford to go fuck himself
Cuz its cruel when you cause a bad heart condition-in
Which I create, cuz that’s my mission
So listen close, to what we say, Because…
This type of fag claims that every gay
I, knew you was jealous from the day that I met you
I upset you, cuz I get respect I bet you
I’m even liked better by your neice and nephew
Now you hate Fred because leathal left you
Peckerwood mad cuz his record went wood
No respect in the hood, led to his neck of the woods
Got in touch with his roots, found a redneck in his blood
And said, “Heck, country western rap records are good!”
So he picks a guitar up and he strums a few notes
He can’t rap, or sing, but he wants to do both
Puts an album out, and rules for part of the year
Then Kid Rock and Limp Bizkit come from out of nowhere
It’s the start of an era, rock rap’s harder this year
No one’s tryin to hear some fuckin old fart in a chair
Sittin on stage, strummin acoustic guitar in your ear
So you start to get scared, sit back and spark an idear
Figured you can diss me to jump start your career
I’ll punch you in your fuckin chest til your heart kicks in gear
Fuck the underground partys, names, his crew
Like I’ma say their names so they can be famous too
[Chorus]
You just a…
Quitter and you bitter cuz I came along
And your days of house of pain are gone
If you talk about my little girl in a song again
I’ma kill you (I’ma kill you)
You just a…
Quitter and you bitter cuz I came along
And your days of house of pain are gone
If you talk about my little girl in a song again
I’ma kill you (I’ma kill you)
Heart attack to stroke from the crack you smoke
To the rap you wrote your fuckin answer back’s a joke
And I’m gonna tell these motherfuckin fans the truth
The reason why you dissed me first and I answered you
You said I passed you in a lobby and I glanced at you
Like I ain’t notice you, bitch, I had a show to do
Like I’m supposed to be starstruck, come over to you
You better shut your fuckin mouth while you 0 for 2
Back in 94 limp opened a show for you
Rocked the crowd better and stole the whole show from you
Took your motherfuckin DJ and stole him too
So you fall in a slump and get all emotional
So now you sing and mix slang with blues and pluck strings
Confused as fuck cuz now your music sucks dick
Mister Mister ass kisser to get accepted in rap
Quicker but never last and Everlast is a…
Quitter and you bitter cuz I came along
And your days of house of pain are gone
If you talk about my little girl in a song again
I’ma kill you (I’ma kill you)
You just a…
Quitter and you bitter cuz I came along
And your days of house of pain are gone
If you talk about my little girl in a song again
I’ma kill you (I’ma kill you)
Aiight look…
So this is what we ask of our fans
If you ever see Everlast, whoop his ass
Hit him with sticks, bricks, rocks, throw shit at him
Kick him, spit on him, treat him like a hoe, bitchslap him
Do it for me, do it for Fred, do it for Limp
Do it for Rock, do it for Rap, do it for Ken
Do it for Ice T, do it just to do it, FUCK IT
He’s a bitch, he ain’t gonna hit you back, he’s nothin
Shit, in five years, we’re all gonna be eating at Whitey’s
And he’ll be busin tables in that bitch, cleaning the toilets
Hey yo…
[Eminem speaks]
Fuck this, cut this shit off. Hey yo, Head.
That’s why I fucked your mother, you fat motherfucker
[Scratching/2 Pac’s “Hit ‘Em Up”]
Kill Whitey, HAHAHA Kill Whitey, DETROIT, WHAT WHAT!
Yo, Yo, look, look, Kill Whitey
First off, fuck your songs and the shit you say
Diss my wife, but at least I got a bitch, you gay
You claim to be a muslum, but you Irish-White
So fuck you, fat boy, drop the mic, let’s fight
Plus I cut you in the chest, weak hearts I rip
Whitey Ford, Forty and White, lethargic ass dick head
I keep em comin while you runnin out of breath
Steady duckin while I’m punchin at your chest, you need to rest
Dialated go ask your people how I leave ya
With your three cds nobody sees, when they released
Evidence, don’t fuck around with real emcees
Who ain’t ready for no underground beef, so fuck geeks
I let you faggots know it’s on for life
But Everlast might die tonight, HAHA
Fat boy murdered on wax and killed
Fuck with me and take a heart pill, YOU KNOW!
[Eminem/Chorus]
Grab 380s when you see Slim Shady
Call the doctor to heal your heart
They shocked you back to life at the clinic
But you bout to get relapsed any minute, honkey I hit ’em up
[Eminem talking…]
HAHAHA, Yo, check this out, you faggots ain’t even on my level.
I’ma let D12 rhyme on you bitch made ass faggots!
[Kon Artis]
Yo, get out the way, yo Get out the way, yo
Whitey Ford’s heart just stopped
Eminem shocked him back, he had another heart attack
Whitey Ford’s gettin his ass floored for talkin back
Little faggot amarillo, I show you what murders are ?
At your own restuarant while I’m servin ya
Drop and stomp your whole heart til it stops
Call the cops, I’ma beat your ass while he walks [in locks?]
[Kuniva]
Now we got the whole industry makin fun of you Eric
Where’s your house of pain now, there’s only one of you Eric
You a petty coward, you ain’t ready to steady go around
With some killers from seven mile to the motherfuckin bellow, bridge
[Eminem/Chorus 2]
Grab 380s when you see Slim Shady
Call the doctor to heal your heart
They shocked you back to life at the clinic
But you bout to get relapsed any minute, honkey I hit ’em up
[Eminem]
Got on his ass and now this faggot want to mention me still
This ain’t no freestyle battle, Everlast gettin killed
With his chest open, tryin to throw a fuckin punch, but you just chokin
Havin a stroke, and now you learn white crackers never earned a dime
Cuz you suck motherfucker you should learn to rhyme
Talkin bout you packin pistols, but it’s funny to me
You ain’t never been in trouble, you just wanna be me
I’m a pale faced killer WHALE
On his way to fuckin prison pistol whippin tail, ha
Eric, remember when I passed you in the lobby that day
That shit was obvious you probably was gay, ha
Now it’s all bout country, you gave up hip-hop
49,000 copies, the week your shit dropped
While my sales making records break
2 and a half million scanned by the second week
Mother fucker I hit em up
[D12 and Eminem spit on the next few verses. Proof goes first…]
I’m from Detroit’s Pemberton now
Four bullets tear you in half
Fuck the music we got a oouzi for all you fags
Get this shit out of my stereo
DIALATED YOU VIOLATED
Now you bout to get ANNIHILATED
We gon burry you, Harris [?]
Cire’s [?] get choked up and yolked up
All you underground bitches get your throats cut
[Swifty]
What the fuck, is you stupid?
I choked Whitey Ford with his fuckin guitar cord
And stuck him in cardboard
Chopped up in a box, with sixteen parts
I stomped on his heart D12 havin you filled [?]
Fucked your mother while you watch
Keep your restuarant locked and block your door
Cuz we hit ’em up like motherfuckin Tupac Shakur
[Eminem]
You a, black Jesus, heart attack seizures,
Too many cheeseburgers, McDonald’s Big Mac Greases
White Devil, washed up honkey
Mixed up cracker who crossed over the country
Haha, oh hell!
Cut this shit off, SHIT.. fuck him.
That’s it, I’m done, I promise, I’m done.
That’s it. I’m sorry. No more. I’m sorry,
I’m sorry, I promise. I just believe in kicking a man while he’s down.
God DAMN…I quit.
Mention my daughter’s name in a song again, you fucking punk. HEY YO.

DJ Lethal was supposed to be a guest for this song. Eminem ridicules Lethal and Fred Durst in the 19th track ‘Girls’ from the ‘Devil’s Night’ album.He also makes fun of Limp Bizkit’s song ‘Rollin’.
The Eminem / Limp Bizkit feud has been squashed in 2002
A third man, Xzibit has helped to squash the beef between Eminem and Limp Bizkit during the recording of ‘The Eminem Show’ in 2002. He thought that the fued was childish and that’s how Eminem got Fred Durst on the phone.
They even accepted to collaborate on a new track called ‘New World Order’ that was all about the American troops hunting Osama Ben Laden.

‘Trife thieves’ is a less known song from Bizarre’s ‘Attack Of The Weirdos EP’ and a good example of Eminem’s collaboration with Bizarre.
You can check out the album cover and listen to the track here:
http://sandbox.pair.com/abstract/fr4733.html
The song features MC Fuzz from Detroit.
You won’t find the adjective ‘trife’ in any other dictionnary than a US slang dictionnary. This word is used to describe something or somebody whack. The definition that fits most with ‘trife thieves’ would be ‘that don’t correspond to our standards of approval. The D12 gangsta style is reflected in the whole song: it is scary, filthy funny and politically incorrect as well. Gangsta rap lovers will certainly enjoy the lyrics.
You’d better watch your mouth before trying to battle Bizarre, he is verbally well weaponed to scare you to death:

My fully loaded nine will shoot through your metal door
Have ya nigga’s far and out like white kids at grocery stores (AHHHH)
Battle bizarre and its just to deadly
Even a rapper with amnesia who met me still could forget me…

Eminem’s part is scary as hell. He impersonates the bad guy (as usual) who will end up your life in no time:

I’ll shove a gun in ya grill greasy and heated
smothered in hot mustard
so when I feed it to you it’s easy to eat it
You need to be immediately treated while you breathin
or you’ll be leavin the receivin room this evenin with Jesus…

You will enjoy his dark humor.
Fuzz concludes the song with a filthy part that is fullfilled with humor too. You will probably like this line about Tupac and Canibus:

I’ll send you to tell 2Pac to keep his head up
I went to the fighting really Canibus who can get up…

Trife thieves have introduced you into their crazy, dangerous and dirty world. Enjoy your stay and share their sense of humor.
‘The Attack of the Weirdos’ is good and serious work that is really worth discovering.
Trife Thieves
Trife thieves we can’t be trusted
step into my clique the wrong way
and get your motherfucking dome busted
We got cement shoes for all you damn snitches
We ain’t just shooting niggaz
we buckin bitches
[Bizarre]
My fully loaded nine will shoot through your metal door
Have ya nigga’s far and out like white kids at grocery stores (AHHHH)
Battle bizarre and its just to deadly
Even a rapper with amnesia who met me still could forget me
If I don’t get all my fucking dough
Y’all gonna see more fights and spits then the Jerry Springer show
Cause I’m a nasty, dirty, filthy bitch
But _ even a basshead with AIDS would suck my dick
Cause I’m quick to snatch a nigga out his polo
I’m the reason nigga’s come ten deep and end up leaving solo
Meet losing ya’ll nigga’s must be bugging
We can battle for ten minutes and let your cousins be the judges
I’m the illest rapper to come out thus far
I’ll shoot anybody even the bitch who gave me CPR
Step to the Outz and end up getting burned
Fuck around and get raped like one of Bill Clinton’s interns
[Eminem]
I’ll shove a gun in ya grill greasy and heated
smothered in hot mustard
so when I feed it to you it’s easy to eat it
You need to be immediately treated while you breathin
or you’ll be leavin the receivin room this evenin with Jesus
You hate on us and we’ll be waitin on eight corners swarmin ya hood
With a thousand angry skateboarders (c’mon)
I hop in a jeep and slam on the gas and charge you
and bombard you in the car that your mom bought you
Fuck around and get choked and found in a moat
Flotin around drowned face down in a boat
I’ll pile five dudes in a pinto and pull up
to the 7 Mile drive-through at McDonald’s and piledrive you
I got the power to snatch a motherfucker out of his car
When he drives by me at 90 mph
This place is my house I might as well erase my face with white out
cause y’all can’t see me like Mase’s eyebrows
[Fuzz]
I’m dressed to please sucking nips, yeah, she get it
The same way that I fucked the chick
Stuck my hands in her panties like bitch suck my dick
87 freak 187 heat the passion rolls I’m passing clothes
You like it in the ass is what I’m askin hoes
Aren’t you Fuzz he has sold more albums then the Jackson’s sold
I love you baby if I’m not with you then I’m blastin foes
Telepathly harrasing foes
I know your little sister is four-teen but her ass can grow
Ice-berg took down Titantic elastical
Given my fans the exact shit they asking for
Fuzz Scooter fucking one man bout to show you passing one blunt
Bitch we passing four
I rode your ass and smoked take one pull and smoke your head up
I’ll send you to tell 2Pac to keep his head up
I went to the fighting really Canibus who can get up
I knew this shit was over from the fucking blood that he spit up
Ran a couple more miles should have done more sit-ups
I want his dumb ass to jump up bitch and get lit up
Call your bitch like bitch come and pick this bitch up
On battle you be sweeter then I get this shit up
I’ll stomp you too you get up
Or stomp you to the cops come
Eighty nigga’s came when your fucking block got dumb
[(Chorus) x2