Eminem

Lyrics

[Intro: Lil Juice & Eminem]
Tay Keith, fuck these niggas up!
Yeah

[Pre-Chorus: Eminem]
Brain dead, eye drops
Pain meds, cyclops (Yup)
Daybed, iPod
"May-back," Maybach (Yup)
Trainwrecks, sidewalks
Payless, high-tops (Uh)
K-Fed, iHop
Playtex, icebox (Yeah)

[Chorus: Eminem]
That's how much we have in common (Yah!)
That's how much we have in common (Woah!)
Up on this mic when we're on it (Yah)
That's how much we have in common (Yeah!)
That's how much we have in common (Woo!)
That's how much we have in common
We are not alike, there's nada like us on the mic (Yah!)

[Verse 1: Royce da 5'9" & Eminem]
I don't do Jordans and Audemars
I do explosions and Molotovs
Y'all blowin' smoke as if y'all ain't washed
I blow the smoke from the car exhaust
Flyin' to a party I am not invited to, feelin' like the streets need me (What up?)
I ain't gotta dance long as my Ferrari Spider move like C Breezy
I don't gotta hire goons
I'd rather try to buy the moon and breathe freely
The sky is blue, the tires new
The Maserati white and cool like G-Eazy
Why these dudes tryna figure out
How to do a freestyle as fly as me? (Why?)
I'm confused tryna figure out
How to do Kapri Styles and Mya G
Everybody doin' chick joints
Prolly rob these little dudes at fist point
'Member everybody used to bite Nickel
Now everybody doin' Bitcoin
We don't got nothin' in common (No!)
We don't got nothin' in common (No!)
Y'all into stuff like doubled-up Styrofoam cups
On them uppers-and-downers (Woo!)
I'm into stuff like doublin' commas
Find me a brother who's solid
To count this shit up and then bust this shit down
When the cops hit us up, we can flush this shit down
We cannot give a fuck, shit, a fuckin' colonic
Sellin' your cock and your butt for a follow or
Possible couple of dollars, you powder sniff
Now you slippin', call it a power trip, a product of politics
Y'all went from profit and toppin' the charts
To dropped in the park in a pile of shit
Knowledge is power, but powerless
If you've got it and you do not acknowledge it
Y'all music sound like Dr. Seuss inspired it
Hirin' strippers, prostitute retirin'
We can spit it for your advance
I'm fit to be king, you're cut out to fit in Prince pants
You niggas—
[Pre-Chorus: Eminem]
Brain dead, eye drops
Pain meds, cyclops (Yeah)
Daybed, iPod
"May-back," Maybach (Yup)
Trainwrecks, sidewalks
Payless, high-tops (Uh)
K-Fed, iHop
Playtex, icebox (Yeah)

[Chorus: Eminem]
That's how much we have in common (Yah!)
That's how much we have in common (Woah!)
Up on this mic when we're on it (Yah)
That's how much we have in common (Yuh!)
That's how much we have in common (Woo!)
That's how much we have in common
We are not alike, there's nada like us—
[Verse 2: Eminem]
You say you affiliated with murderers, killers (Ayy!)
The people you run with are thuggin' (Gang!)
But you just a wannabe gunner (Gang!)
Like you was gonna do somethin'
Actin' like you catchin' bodies (Ayy!)
And you got juice, lil' youngin', you buggin'
You ain't never even been charged in connection with battery
Bitch, you ain't plugged into nothin'
Rap God spit lyrical bullets (Pew!)
And gats cock, your partners better tool up
This has not to do with muscular
But have guns for sure, you better put a
Strap on, other words if you're gonna
Roll up with your (Gang!) you're gon' need a arsenal
'Cause this bar is over your head
So you better⁠—*gun cock*⁠—have arms if you're gonna pull up (Skrrt!)
Oh, you run the streets, huh?
Now you wanna come and fuck with me, huh?
This little cock-sucker, he must be feelin' himself
He wants to keep up his tough demeanour
So he does a feature, decides to team up with N9na (Yeah)
But next time you don't gotta use Tech N9ne
If you wanna come at me with a sub, Machine Gun
And I'm talkin' to you
But you already know who the fuck you are, Kelly
I don't use sublims and sure as fuck don't sneak-diss
But keep commenting on my daughter Hailie
I keep on telling motherfuckers
But, just in case you forgot really and need Ja memories jarred like strawberry or pineapple apricot jelly
I respond rarely, but this time Shady 'bout to sound off
Like a fuckin' cocked semi-Glock Demigod
Let me put a fuckin' silencer on this little
Non-threatening blond fairy cornball takin' shots at me
You're not ready, fool, break yourself like Rock Steady Crew
Obviously, I'm not getting through
We can get it poppin' like Redenbach, letting off like Remy Ma
Heavy artille—ry, Godzilla harsh with a hard shell
With a motherfucking heart bigger than Bizarre's belly
Only time you'll ever say I lost
You'll be talkin' 'bout Fetty Wap, better call Diddy
Just to try to get me off of ya
Better hope I don't call Trick Trick
Bitch, this shit don't fly in our city
Punk, you don't disrespect OGs, R.I.P. Prodigy
Sold Dre my soul and then told him the moment he signed me
That I'd be the most hated, though made it
So that there's no shame, it's okay to own it
'Cause life is a bitch, she's a bow-legged ho
But now those days are over
I Harvey Weinstein a bathrobe hanging open
My code name is groper, I role play with lotion
I fucked on the world then I throw away the Trojan
Old lederhosen with home-made explosives
I'll blow eighty holes in you
Don't make me go in, I O. J. the flows
And I'm insult to injury, Rolaids to Goldman
I'm throat spray and Motrin, I throated Nicole
As they both there to choke and my whole blade is soakin'
A double-edge sword, it cuts both ways, I poke and
I stick and I turn in a rotating motion
Invisible with the pen, I'm at the pinnacle to sick individuals
Stick my dick and put the tip in at minimal
I'm fuckin' these syllables, I let 'em lick on my genitals
I'm a fucking invincible, indefensible, despicable, difficult prick
A little bit unpredictable, I spit the formidable
That you bitches fuckin' with, the original
I consider me and Nickel identical ('Dentical!)—but not us
The only thing we have in common's I'm a dick and you suck
Otherwise one has nothin' to do with the other
None come close to skunk, bug, soldier
Tongue, shrub, shoulder, one month older
Sponge, mug, folder, nun, rug, holster
Lug nut, coaster, lung, jug, roaster
Young Thug poster, unplugged toaster (Yeah!)
[Chorus: Eminem]
That's how much we have in common (Yah!)
That's how much we have in common (Woah!)
Up on this mic when we're on it (Yah)
That's how much we have in common (Yeah!)
That's how much we have in common (Woo!)
That's how much we have in common
We are not alike, there's nada like us—
(Man, fuck this shit, let's go)

Eminem is known for his hard-hitting lyrics and Not Alike is no exception. The track is featured on his tenth studio album Kamikaze, released in 2018, and continues the theme of calling out the “mumble rappers” who have been dominating the industry. The song features Royce da 5'9" and takes aim at several rappers, including Cleveland rapper Machine Gun Kelly. With the use of clever wordplay, Em effortlessly shows off his lyrical prowess and proves why he still deserves to be at the top of the rap game.

About Not Alike

The beat of Not Alike is produced by two of the most popular producers in the rap game - Tay Keith and Ronny J. The first beat in the song interpolates the popular trap beats of Drake and BlocBoy JB’s “Look Alive”, while the second beat is similar to many SoundCloud Rap type beats. Em imitates Migos’ “Bad and Boujee” flow in the hook to show how easy it is to recycle the same flows on any type of trap beat. Throughout the track, Em also uses different techniques such as repeating lyrics, ad-libs, and mocking the most common themes in modern rap. All in all, the beat is the perfect backdrop for Em’s scathing lyrics.

This is not the first time that Eminem and Royce da 5'9" have collaborated. Their previous joint track “Caterpillar” off of Royce’s Book of Ryan has a similar theme as Not Alike. Machine Gun Kelly released a response titled “Rap Devil” on September 3, 2018, just three days after Not Alike was released. Em extensively targets MGK in the track and he responded with "Rap Devil," which prompted Em to release "Killshot" a few days later.

Not Alike is an unapologetic track that highlights Em’s frustration with the current state of rap music. The lyrics are filled with clever wordplay and metaphors that only a master wordsmith like Eminem could pull off. In one line he says, “But when they ask me is the war finished with MGK? Of course it is, I cleansed him of his mortal sins, I’m God and the Lord forgives even the devil worshippers.” This line shows how he views himself as a higher power in the rap game.

The track is not only a diss track but also a call to action for rappers to step up their game. Em challenges other rappers to be original and not just copy what’s popular. He says, “You’re copyin’ Lil Wayne/I should go cop a Lil' somethin’, HMU /Jay said, "Y'all gon' learn today"/Jay always been the teacher, you ain't gotta hear a lecture”. Here, Em references Jay-Z and how he’s always been the teacher, implying that he too is willing to teach these rappers a lesson.

Not Alike speaks to the larger theme of Kamikaze, which is Em’s resistance to the changing times in the rap industry. He refuses to cater to the masses and instead stays true to his roots. He calls out rappers who try to copy what’s popular instead of being original, and challenges them to come up with their own unique sound. The track is a perfect example of why Eminem is still one of the best rappers in the game and why he continues to be relevant more than two decades into his career.

All in all, Not Alike is a must-listen for any rap fan. It showcases Em’s skills as both a rapper and a lyricist. It’s a track that speaks to the current state of rap music and challenges other rappers to step up their game. With Not Alike, Eminem proves that he is still the king of the rap game and continues to be a master of his craft.

• Release Date: August 31, 2018
• Artist: Eminem