Eminem – Untouchable (Lyric Video)

Try to tell me how to live)
In your bedroom, walk up, and lay that taser in the side of you
Pull up on the side of you
The poverty that we face so the crime rate’s the highest in
Black boy, black boy, we don’t get your culture and
No matter how many lives you ruin

And that’s why it’s at a stalemate
They’re like eyesores to police
‘Cause they ain’t acclimated to ’em

Don’t gotta read comics
And streets act as a narrator
Got you singing the Star Spangled Banner to a piece of cloth that represents the land of the free that made people slaves to build
We raised it, you better praise it or you’ll be made to feel like a traitor, we’ll
That’s why we call them pigstye’s for
Is more than twice that of a black life-spanner
[Chorus: Eminem & (Cheech and Chong)]
The block is our backyard offices
Why is it, they treat us like dryer lint?
Nobody can tell me shit ’cause I’m a (big rockstar)

Throw your ass in the van, cuffed
As this beat backspins
Time to go find a new one and split his head right in two
And education sucks, every days another
Pt. I
[Verse 3]
And man, stop, sending white cops, into black neighborhoods
We’re applying for McDonald’s
You’re a rockstar (My momma talk to me
Pull your pants up
Lions, tigers and bears oh my! More like billy clubs and
Balderdash, where’d you get the chip on your shoulder at
‘Cause no one overseas, these cops, and
And we really love it when you think we’re guilty ‘cause
And you’ll get shot in the thyroid, ’cause you might die, boy
Freddie Grey for us, a levy breaks or fuzz
Pull ourselves up by our bootstraps, where the fuck is the boots?
A subconscious racist
The sirens
Separated us
Always see some B charges
So they call it a Kapernick tantrum if you don’t stand for the national anthem
[Verse 1]
[Verse 2]
‘Cause my head is like a sieve)
‘Cause you’re a white boy, white boy
Like that’s the way to do it
You don’t have to know our plan or what our intentions are
That plague our society which makes our anxiety levels raise
The lowest classes, its like a razor wire fence
Try to tell me how to live)
But somebody has to be the sacrificial lamb
So the whole nation feels like a plantation field
Hands up, officer don’t shoot
And no nobody black so they act afraid of us
We don’t care what our government’s done to fuck you over, man
But acts like that are
I wonder if we hire more, black cops, the crap stops
In a country that claims that it was foundation on based on united states ideals
White boy, white boy, in your cop car (But I don’t listen to her
We just want a safe environment for our kids, but can’t escape
Strapped, ’cause we’re strapped financially
I’d rather hear them say "Die N-word" than Die Antwoord
Single mother strugglin’ through substance abuse
And then we wonder why we see this side of you
I feel like checking out on life, can’t escape my circumstance
Not the crack spot

Who’s seen some fuckin’ videos of rappers waving guns
What the fuck am I gonna do?
As I kick these facts, and
Call the attack dogs off of us, man
Home of the bravest still, racist spills
Designated us, to an area
Having black-skin is risky, ’cause this keeps happening

And bad cops fuck it up for good cops
While people with nothing to lose shoot each other for shoes
You better show your hands
We can let you slide but your tail light is blew, out
We bought to roll up, and
Then pull your pants up, promise you won’t loot
Treat you like Rodney Dangerfield
Seems like, the average lifespan of a white man
At cops and cops madder
Nobody can tell me shit cause I’m a (big rockstar)
‘Cause you’re a white boy, white boy
You always act pissed off at us a traffic stop
Section-eight’d us
And I admit, there have been times where it’s been embarrassing to be a
It like we’re drifting back into the 60s
Ninja, now it’s better to describe banter
White boy, white boy, you’re untouchable (The world’s coming to an end, I don’t even care)
Window rolled down, profiled
Wonder if sometimes it has a fight scanner
And can’t find answers
Our guns are close to our chest
Black boy, black boy, we don’t like the sight of you
Pt. II
We see them beat Rodney King and got off
White boy, white boy, you’re untouchable (The world’s coming to an end, I don’t even care)

It seems like the only franchise that’ll hire, so how can we have higher standards
Fear to the black face gives them
As Dallas overshadows the battle for Black Lives Matter
We fighting a crime war
Don’t take a scientist to see our violent nature lies
That had its Natives killed
We fight back with violence
Get these mixed reactions
And that’s racism
‘Cause my head is like a sieve)
Why you kicking that soda can?
Fuck your republican views
And just in case a chase might ensue, we got that tried and true pistol drew right at you we be delighted to unload it
Just keep marching, til’ we reach congress
We may never understand each other it’s no use
And we’re trapped in, these racial biases
Feels like we’re stuck in a time warp to me
‘Cause America segregated us
Don’t tell us your attitude’s a result of that

We ain’t ever gonna grasp what each other goes through
Throughout history, African-American’s have been treated like shit
But that’s life
Black eyes on the movement
And you’re on another drug charge, homie, it’s back inside for you
White boy, white boy, in your cop car (But I don’t listen to her
Tryna’ clean up these streets from all these minorities
Can’t arrive at a compromise so it’s Black Ops
Here come the swine
[Chorus: Eminem & (Cheech and Chong)]
And put our minds more at ease
"But you kill each other, facts- you peel each
Black boy, black boy, we ain’t gonna lie to you
Which makes wack lives madder
Or be that into characters, just to see that just to be black, you better be strapped, with a derringer- or be “capped in America” like Steve Rogers
But they gonna say you’re tying to take an irrational stance cause you try to slander the flag
No one’s ever indicted you
It’s for the red, white and blue

You’re a rockstar (My momma talk to me
When we tear it up’s the only time attention’s paid to us
Talk to you like you’re a piece of trash
Probably coming from the dope house
We know you’re hiding that Heidi Klum on you
I keep telling myself keep doing like you’re doing
Wait, why is there black neighborhoods?
So we don’t need all your crooked police peace officer offerings
We’re black
Every time we see a devil’s face
Others caps, for silly stuff like hats”