Sonora.ID - Lagu berjudul Fuel dipopulerkan oleh Eminem yang dirilis pada 12 Juli 2024 lalu.
Lagu ini kini ramai diperbincangkan karena diduga menyindir P Diddy menyusul kasusnya yang tengah viral dibicarakan masyarakat dunia.
Sebelumnya, P Diddy diduga terjerat sejumlah kasus di antaranya konspirasi pemerasan, perdagangan seks, penipuan, pemaksaan, hingga urusan prostitusi.
Lewat liriknya, Eminem mencoba memperingatkan para pendengarnya, dan juga publik, mengenai tuduhan pelecehan seksual yang dilakukan oleh Diddy.
Menurut banyak penggemarnya yang sangat intens mendengarkan “Fuel”, rapper Eminem, dengan sangat cerdas menulis lirik lagu “Fuel” dengan berbagai makna ganda.
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Smokin' trees, I’m ridin' 'round
Come to my side of town
Lately, it’s been goin', goin', goin', goin', goin' down (Look, uh, look)
[Verse 1: JID]
All of my niggas gon' ride with it
In the pocket, the rocket like Kellen Mond
Mama told me the power was in the tongue
But it probably ain't powerful as a gun
All of you little cowards get devoured, I’m givin’ out flowers to anyone
I ain't been out the house in a minute ’cause I ain't wit' it if the money is miniature
I been mindin' my business, I’m business-minded
I been spendin' some time with the minister
'Cause them niggas spinnin' shit and still sinnin' in the City of God and it's sinister
Try to pray and rеpent in a synagogue or a mosque, a tеmple, a church
Them brown skin's sentiment niggas hurtin'
And murder's a common courtesy, for certainly
R.I.P. be on the shirt, search, lurk, murk, squirt, dirt, first (Forty-eight)
My nigga doin' four plus eight without a court date
Talked the other day, he say he doin' okay
He good, he gainin' weight, then got a sharp shank
He made, he say they play, they gotta partake
Homie got a heart full of hate and a face full of war paint
Eyes all red, full of rage and it's hard to escape from a dark place
East side niggas from the A, niggas all ages
Tryna sell a pound of the dog cage
All the OGs 'round town was our age
Danger, sex, and drugs, X and R-rated
Danger, sex, and drugs, shit be outrageous
But don't get this shit fucked up, my boy
Ya lucked up once, then ya doubled up
I dribble and pass it to the cup and triple-double it
Get to the basket, get the cash and cuddle up
Cover up, bundle up, batter up (Batter up)
Um, talk a lot of smack and I could back it up
Shawty wanna shag, wanna shack it up
I can put her pussy on the platter like a platypus
Nappy-head nigga, hair natted up
I said, "Barbara," a nigga tatted up
I won't argue, nigga mad as fuck
'Cause they ain't compatible, I'm finna catapult
But niggas know it's goin'
(Down, down, down, down, do-do-do-do—)
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[Chorus: Eminem]
If I run out of fuel, I won't
What the fuck y'all gon' do if I don't
Run out of fuel? (Down, down, down, down, do-do-do-do—)
That scares the fuck out of you
[Verse 2: Eminem]
For a couple decades (Brrt)
Been lettin' this TEC spray (Brrt)
From that day that I met Dre (Brrt)
So you liable to catch strays (Brrt)
From the second you press play (What?)
I suggest they (What?)
Do not test like an essay (Why?)
'Cause like where my homies out west stay (Yeah)
We can just say (What?)
I'm like an R-A-P-E-R (Yeah)
Got so many S-As (S-As), S-As (Huh)
Wait, he didn't just spell the word "rapper" and leave out a P, did he? (Yep)
R.I.P., rest in peace, Biggie
And Pac, both of y'all should be living (Yep)
But I ain't tryna beef with him (Nope)
'Cause he might put a hit on me like, "Keefe D, get him"
And that's the only way you're gonna be killing me (Nah)
Ain't gonna be on no beat, silly (Yeah)
I beat the beat silly, on the grind like teeth gritting
Call me "obesity" (Why?)
You think it's over? Wait, it's just beginning
Diss me and it ain't gonna be pretty (Nah)
Used to be yea tall, then I grew a little each day 'til I became God
Like James Todd, now your arms are too short to BK brawl
Indeed, they small like DJ Paul (Woo)
My new Benz better than your truck by far
Bitch, suck my balls
You either smoke crack or you're playin' stickball in the street
'Cause you must be on base if you thinkin' you could touch my car (Yeah)
But if the whole world was out to get you (What?)
It'd turn you to a powder keg too
Kyle Rittenhouse, spittin' rounds, the TEC shoots like (Look out, brrt)
And that ain't no sound effect (Woo)
Neither was that, SIG Sauer lets loose
I don't condone gun violence at schools (Nah)
But I can't get these voices out my head (Hey, Marshall, kill, kill, kill)
They're putting words in my mouth like alphabet soup
Got the most content on the continent
And constant compliments give me confidence (I'm a)
A cross of common sense and incompetence (Uh)
I'm cognizant that conflict's a consequence (What?)
Of accomplishments accomplished through competition
I've conquered and conked 'em into unconsciousness
Though conscious, I conjure this King Kong and just
Call me "Kamikaze," I'm concoctin' this (Woo, my bad)
Nobody's sixteens are touching
These motherfuckin' index fingers fuckin' the nina
Clutchin' the nine millimeter, tuckin' the heat
Got the toaster like an English muffin
No, I mean "toast to" like you drink to somethin'
But it's in a holster, I proceed to bust and
Fuck around and get popped like Halyna Hutchins
Like I'm Alec Baldwin, what I mean is buckin' you down
Coup de grâce then, right between the fuckin' eyes
Shoot 'em all then, if you think you're fuckin' with me
You're gonna suffer the fuckin' repercussions
The reaper's comin', a heathen, I'm Ethan Crumbley
I keep replenishing fuel while the beat I'm punishing
[Chorus: Eminem]
If I run out of fuel, I won't
What the fuck y'all gon' do if I don't
Run out of fuel? (Down, down, down, down, do-do-do-do—)
That scares the fuck out of you
Terjemahan Lirik Lagu 'Fuel' - Eminem
Datanglah ke sisi kotaku
Akhir-akhir ini, itu telah berjalan, berjalan, berjalan, berjalan, berjalan menurun (Lihat, uh, lihat)
[Verse 1: JID]
Semua temanku akan berkendara dengannya
Di kantong, roket seperti Kellen Mond
Ibu mengatakan padaku bahwa kekuatan ada di lidah
, tapi mungkin itu tidak sekuat senjata.
Kalian semua pengecut kecil akan dimakan, aku akan memberikan bunga kepada siapa pun
Aku tidak keluar rumah semenit pun karena aku tidak tahu apakah uangnya kecil.
Aku hanya mengurus urusanku sendiri, aku berpikiran bisnis.
Aku menghabiskan waktu dengan menteri
karena orang-orang itu memutarbalikkan fakta dan masih berbuat dosa di Kota Tuhan dan itu jahat
Cobalah untuk berdoa dan bertobat di sinagog atau masjid, kuil, gereja
Para lelaki berkulit coklat itu merasa sakit hati
Dan pembunuhan adalah kesopanan umum, tentu saja
Beristirahatlah dalam damai di baju, cari, mengintai, gelap, muncrat, kotoran, pertama ( Empat puluh delapan )
Temanku melakukan empat tambah delapan tanpa tanggal pengadilan
Berbicara beberapa hari yang lalu, dia bilang dia baik-baik saja
Dia baik-baik saja, dia bertambah berat badan, lalu mendapat betis yang tajam
Dia membuatnya, dia bilang mereka bermain, mereka harus ikut serta
Homie punya hati penuh kebencian dan wajah penuh cat perang
Mata merah semua, penuh amarah dan sulit untuk melarikan diri dari tempat gelap
Para negro sisi timur dari A, para negro segala usia
Mencoba menjual satu pon kandang anjing
Semua OG di sekitar kota seusia kita
Bahaya, seks, dan narkoba, X dan R-rated
Bahaya, seks, dan narkoba, semuanya keterlaluan
Tapi jangan sampai ini kacau, anakku
Kau pernah beruntung sekali, lalu kau menggandakannya
Aku menggiring bola dan mengopernya ke cangkir dan menggandakannya tiga kali Pergi
ke keranjang, ambil uang tunai dan berpelukan
Tutupi, bungkus, pukul (pukul)
Um, banyak bicara omong kosong dan aku bisa mendukungnya
Shawty ingin bercinta, mau bercinta
aku bisa menaruh vaginanya di atas piring seperti platipus
Negro berkepala popok, rambutnya diikat ke atas
Aku berkata, "Barbara," seorang negro bertato
I won't argue, nigga mad as fuck
'Cause they ain't compatible, I'm finna catapult
But niggas know it's goin'
(Down, down, down, down, do-do-do-do—)
See upcoming rap shows
Get tickets for your favorite artists
You might also like
Road Rage
Eminem, Dem Jointz & Sly Pyper
Fuel (Shady Edition)
Eminem, WESTSIDE BOOGIE & GRIP
She Knows
J. Cole
[Chorus: Eminem]
If I run out of fuel, I won't
What the fuck y'all gon' do if I don't
Run out of fuel? (Down, down, down, down, do-do-do-do—)
That scares the fuck out of you
[Verse 2: Eminem]
For a couple decades (Brrt)
Been lettin' this TEC spray (Brrt)
From that day that I met Dre (Brrt)
So you liable to catch strays (Brrt)
From the second you press play (What?)
I suggest they (What?)
Do not test like an essay (Why?)
'Cause like where my homies out west stay (Yeah)
We can just say (What?)
I'm like an R-A-P-E-R (Yeah)
Got so many S-As (S-As), S-As (Huh)
Wait, he didn't just spell the word "rapper" and leave out a P, did he? (Yep)
R.I.P., rest in peace, Biggie
And Pac, both of y'all should be living (Yep)
But I ain't tryna beef with him (Nope)
'Cause he might put a hit on me like, "Keefe D, get him"
And that's the only way you're gonna be killing me (Nah)
Ain't gonna be on no beat, silly (Yeah)
I beat the beat silly, on the grind like teeth gritting
Call me "obesity" (Why?)
You think it's over? Wait, it's just beginning
Diss me and it ain't gonna be pretty (Nah)
Used to be yea tall, then I grew a little each day 'til I became God
Like James Todd, now your arms are too short to BK brawl
Indeed, they small like DJ Paul (Woo)
My new Benz better than your truck by far
Bitch, suck my balls
You either smoke crack or you're playin' stickball in the street
'Cause you must be on base if you thinkin' you could touch my car (Yeah)
But if the whole world was out to get you (What?)
It'd turn you to a powder keg too
Kyle Rittenhouse, spittin' rounds, the TEC shoots like (Look out, brrt)
And that ain't no sound effect (Woo)
Neither was that, SIG Sauer lets loose
I don't condone gun violence at schools (Nah)
But I can't get these voices out my head (Hey, Marshall, kill, kill, kill)
They're putting words in my mouth like alphabet soup
Mendapatkan konten terbanyak di benua ini
Dan pujian terus-menerus memberiku rasa percaya diri (Aku)
Perpaduan antara akal sehat dan ketidakmampuan (Uh)
Aku sadar bahwa konflik adalah konsekuensi (Apa?)
Dari pencapaian yang dicapai melalui kompetisi
Aku telah menaklukkan dan membuat mereka pingsan
Meski sadar, aku menyulap King Kong ini dan
panggil saja aku "Kamikaze," aku meramu ini (Woo, salahku)
Tidak ada enam belas orang yang saling menyentuh
Jari telunjuk sialan ini meniduri nina
Mencengkeram sembilan milimeter, menyelipkan panas
Mendapatkan pemanggang roti seperti muffin Inggris
Tidak, maksudku "bersulang untuk" seperti kau minum sesuatu
Tapi itu ada di sarung, aku melanjutkan untuk meledak dan
Bercinta dan mabuk seperti Halyna Hutchins
Seperti aku Alec Baldwin, yang kumaksud adalah menjatuhkanmu
Coup de grace, tepat di antara kedua mata sialan itu
Tembak mereka semua, kalau kau pikir kau main-main denganku
Kau akan menanggung akibatnya
Si pencabut nyawa datang, seorang kafir, aku Ethan Crumbley
Saya terus mengisi ulang bahan bakar saat ketukan saya menghukum
[Chorus: Eminem]
Jika aku kehabisan bahan bakar, aku takkan
Apa yang akan kalian lakukan jika aku tidak
Kehabisan bahan bakar? ( Turun, turun, turun, turun, do-do-do-do— )
Itu benar-benar membuatmu takut