"Jimmy, Brian And Mike" lyrics

"Jimmy, Brian And Mike"

Yeah, woo, yeah
Fetch me a beer, man
The fuckin' Red Wings are playin'
Ayy, the fuckin' Red Wings are playin', man, fuck
Shut up, man, you're gonna fuckin' make me miss the game

It goes, one, two, three, four
Rush room, C4
Need more bleach, breathe more (Yo, I said)
Reach for ether, either or (Either one)
Markers, paint, inhale, faint
Yeah, heh, heh, smells great, heh (Woah)
Acid, you don't got that? Just melt plastic
That's it, now let it smoke and smell that shit
I can't see shit, you're foggin' up the room
Gimme that shit, bitch, you're hoggin' the balloon (Hey)
I might just suck nitrous all night long
If I just die, Mike, just call my mom (911)
Greg can drink a whole keg through a funnel
Put his foot through it and crawl in it like a tunnel
From the 313 to the 810
Hey, Brian, you ain't coverin' the rush hole
You're not doin' it right, pay attention
Who the fuck taught you to smoke? Bill Clinton?
Come on, inhale, puff, pass, puff, pass
Okay, that's enough, damn
Tom, that's my mom's lamp
Goddamn, dude, fuckin' calm down (Sorry)
Look at you guys, you're makin' a mess, where's Jason?
"Dude, I'm in the basement with Jeff
He just dropped a bunch of weights on his chest
Help me get 'em off," wait, you're breakin' his neck (Alright)
You grab that end, dick, I'll grab this end
I told him not to lift when he sniffs, he don't listen

Get me drunk, let me go and get me high tonight
Jimmy, don't, Jimmy don't let me die tonight
Get me home, Jimmy, don't let me drive tonight
I just wanna get blown with Brian and Mike
Get me drunk, let me go and get me high tonight
Jimmy, don't, Jimmy don't let me die tonight
Get me home, Jimmy, don't let me drive tonight
I just wanna get blown with Brian and Mike

(Chicka) Ronnie, Bobby, Ricky, and Mike
(Chicka) Ronnie, Bobby, Ricky, and Mike
(Ch—) Ronnie, Bobby, Ricky, and Mike
(Chicka) Ronnie, Bobby, Ricky, and Mike

I spilled beer on the carpet, the walls are drunk, you asshole
I ain't leanin' on 'em, I'm holdin' 'em up
Shit, tonight, man, I ain't holdin' 'em up
I'm openin' up shop to the cops and closin' it shut
Nineteen shots might seem like a lot, but it's not
I ain't even buzzin', man, I swear to God
Tom, stop, you're gonna scare the dog
He's gonna bark and Mr. Johnson's gonna come downstairs, and, ugh
"Hey, I want some peace and quiet here
Or I'ma send the goddamn police in riot gear"
Shut up, Mr. Johnson, don't even start
Go have another fuckin' heart attack, you old fart
I hate that guy, Brian, that's the hamper
What's the matter, you can't go to the damn bathroom?
"Sorry, I had to shit, dude, where's the tissue?"
I dunno, just use this XXL issue
Look at this house, who put this couch crooked?
Ow, stupid, you just stepped on my foot, now look it
It looks like I just stepped in a mud puddle
You fuckin' dick (I'm sorry), shut up, butthole
You prolly did it on purpose, you fuckin' drunk bastard
Here, take your keys, go cruisin' up Gratiot
I hate you guys, you ain't my friends
Look what you just did to my mom's eight-by-tens
Now she's gonna blame me, I hope you're happy now
Party's over, everybody get your asses out
Out, I said out
Put that beer down, out

Get me drunk, let me go and get me high tonight
Jimmy, don't, Jimmy don't let me die tonight
Get me home, Jimmy, don't let me drive tonight
I just wanna get blown with Brian and Mike
Get me drunk, let me go and get me high tonight
Jimmy, don't, Jimmy don't let me die tonight
Get me home, Jimmy, don't let me drive tonight
I just wanna get blown with Brian and Mike

(Chicka) Ronnie, Bobby, Ricky and Mike
(Chicka) Ronnie, Bobby, Ricky and Mike
(Ch-chicka) Ronnie, Bobby, Ricky and Mike
Ronnie, Bobby, Ricky and Mike


Writer(s): Marshall Mathers, Mike Elizondo, Andre Young, Michael Bivins, Luis Resto, Ralph Tresvant, Ronnie Devoe, Ricky Bell
"Jimmy, Brian And Mike" was recorded during the sessions for Eminem's third studio album, "The Marshall Mathers LP", some time in 1999-2000. His manager, Paul Rosenberg, said that Eminem finally finished the track in March of 2022. "There was a song that Proof and Denaun Porter always loved and begged Em to release, called 'Jimmy, Brian and Mike' that for whatever reason he just never finished beyond demo stages," explained Rosenberg on Instagram on the 26th of May, 2022. "A couple months ago for this EXPANDED EDITION release Em went back to the lab, recalled the sessions, finished the chorus and put the touches on it so that it could be included in the Bonus Tracks added to the album."
This track contains old and new Eminem vocals because the first part of the first verse and the chorus were recorded in 2022 whilst the rest of the song comes from 1999-2000. "Jimmy, Brian And Mike" was officially released on the 26th of May, 2022, as a bonus track on the expanded edition of the rapper's album "The Eminem Show" dedicated to its 20th anniversary.
The line "Who the fuck taught you to smoke? Bill Clinton?" refers to The New York Times article on the 30th of March, 1992, about how Clinton was experimenting a couple of times with smoking marijuana in 1960s during his visit of the UK.
Ronnie, Bobby, Ricky, and Mike mentioned in these lyrics are the members of the band "New Edition": Ronnie DeVoe, Bobby Brown, Ricky Bell and Michael Bivins.
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