The Real Slim Shady (Freestyle) Lyrics – Joyner Lucas

“The Real Slim Shady (Freestyle)” Lyrics by Joyner Lucas is a latest English song in the voice of Joyner Lucas. Its music too is composed by singer while brand new “The Real Slim Shady (Freestyle)” song lyrics are also written by Joyner Lucas. This is a popular song among the people of United States of America. In “The Real Slim Shady (Freestyle)”, Joyner Lucas delivers a raw and aggressive rap, venting his frustration about not getting the respect he feels he deserves. He takes aim at fake rappers, critics, and people who only support him for clout. The freestyle is packed with violent metaphors, dark humor, and emotional honesty, showing off his lyrical skills while calling out the industry for sleeping on his talent.

The Real Slim Shady (Freestyle) Lyrics

[Verse]
I’m tired of not getting the love that I deserve (Word), somebody’s out of line
If I don’t get my respect, then somebody got to die
I’ve been running over rappers, all the ones that I despise
But I ain’t been behind the wheel since Em taught me how to drive (Skrrt)
I got a couple bodies in the back of my garage, yeah
A bunch of dead rabbits that I shot when I was high
Turn cannibal and eat the socket out their eyes
‘Til I’m s*itting out maggots, it’s an awful lot of flies
Y’all act like you never seen a Black n!gga before
They kick in your door and clap you like I’m getting applaused
You b!tches are wh*res, she love it when I’m d!cking it raw

I hit the record and play you all the s*it to restore
I’m really a demon, an evil that just live in your walls, yeah
Pop in your dreams, I’m screaming ’til I’m pissing you off
Took a Slim Shady beat to beat this s*it to the floor
‘Cause ain’t no newer s*it that’s hot enough to flip anymore
Really want to diss some n!ggas, there’s a lot that I would mention, yeah
But then he’ll call me corny and say Joyner want attention, yeah
Joyner keep reaching, he just want to build tension
Build hype around his album ’cause his music ain’t connecting (Wow)
I hear the chitter chatter, but sometimes I’m really tempted
Shoot a couple missiles hoping they would get offended (Brrr)
Then hop inside the ring like Tank Davis with a vengeance
Throw a couple uppercuts and leave your face to the forensics
Really from the trenches, I don’t got any feelings
I seen n!ggas get stabbed for not minding they business, yeah
Keep my money on my mind and my mind on my business
I fold you a half ’til your forehead’s behind your appendix
Left the gear inside the crib at took Glock in the city (Brr)
Drive by with the devil screaming, “God is my witness” (Buck-buck-buck)
Roll the window down, blow your brains out of your fitted
And make it so you only get identified by the dentist (Oh)
I’m getting money, but you know I’m staying sucker free, yeah
B!tches you in love with really be in love with me (Joyner)
N!ggas acting like they fam, only fu*k with me
Because I’m rich and all of them would die if it was up to me (Facts)

I park it where I want, a ticket just another fee
If you dead on a shirt, to me it’s just another tee (For real)
Been a bad influence since I was fu*king three
Half the rappers that you think are fire in my cup of tea (B!tch)
I wasn’t in touch with my feelings
The sky is the limit
I wasn’t in touch with the ceiling (Woo)
Seen it all fade away, so nothing much is appealing
Like the skin on a new tat, soon as you rub it, it’s peeling (Yeah, Joyner)
Tryna hide your hand, when I shuffle, I’m dealing
I want it all, if I can’t have it, fu*k it, I’m stealing (For real)
I said I won’t do drügs to cover the healing
‘Cause soon as I do it, I probably be in love with the feeling (Ah, buck)
I build a dream and I bring my team around it
Too busy living on my dreams to have a dream about it (Woo)
Too busy high off life to bring a fiend around it (Ayy)
I mean what I say and don’t say what I mean without it (Buck, yeah)
Sick of all the non-believers who can see me doubting
The one’s talking religion and can’t believe without it (Joyner)
Action speak louder than words, I need to shout it, woah
I came for respect and I won’t never leave without it
A pessimistic, they jumping the expedition, running an exhibition
Catch a flip and making ’em
Beg for this, I’m making a demolition
(??) and n!ggas upset and wishing I could be left in prison
Extradition doing a deposition, I gotta check the vision check the mission, scalping ’em by the head and b!tch, I’m an esthetician
Check the kitchen, taking up all your knives and stabbling your neck and wrist
And making a list and taking ’em to a mortition, fu*k the superstition
I am different, I am what you’ve been missing
I ain’t a human
B!tch, a new religion, I got a new revision
Bobby, Ricky, Mike, a new addition
It’s a crucifixion, only way you could pitch ’em

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The Real Slim Shady (Freestyle) Lyrics Meaning

[First few lines – Feeling underappreciated and aggressive retaliation]
Joyner starts off venting about feeling ignored or not given the respect he thinks he’s earned. He feels like he deserves more credit, and because he’s not getting it, he’s ready to respond with force — not literally, but with fierce energy in his bars. He sees other rappers as obstacles and implies he’s been outshining them. That line about not being behind the wheel since Eminem taught him to drive? It’s like a shout-out to how Eminem influenced him, but he’s also saying he hasn’t had to “steer” much lately because he’s been on cruise control, still dominating.

[Dark metaphors – Cannibalism and madness]
Now it gets wild. He paints a crazy picture — bodies in the garage, dead rabbits, and disturbing stuff like eating eye sockets. It’s not meant to be taken literally. This is shock value, like horror movie vibes, to show how far he’s willing to go in his art to get attention. He wants listeners to feel uncomfortable because he’s bringing raw chaos — kind of like how Slim Shady used to rap with that unfiltered, twisted imagination.

[Race, crime, and inner demons]
He flips the narrative and talks about being a Black man in America and how people act surprised or scared when they see someone like him making bold moves. Then he dives back into violent imagery, saying he’ll kick in doors, shoot like he’s performing, and shock people with how raw and unfiltered his verses are. He says he’s a demon — not literally evil, but like a force living in your subconscious, haunting you through his lyrics.

[Homage to Slim Shady and critique of modern rap]
He jumps on a Slim Shady beat, kind of like saying, “Watch me show y’all how it’s done.” He feels there’s nothing hot or fresh in rap lately, so he’s taking it back to the roots and hitting it hard. There’s a bit of frustration here — like he wants to name names and call people out, but he knows if he does, people will just say he’s clout-chasing. That line about “Joyner wants attention” is him mocking the people who downplay his artistry.

[Temptation and holding back]
He admits that sometimes he feels like starting drama on purpose just to get reactions. Like launching verbal “missiles” just to see if people get upset. But then he visualizes himself going full combat — stepping into a ring, throwing punches, and going all out, metaphorically destroying the competition. It’s like he’s ready for war in the rap game, but he’s also trying to stay calculated about it.

[Coming from the bottom and staying focused]
Here, he talks about growing up in tough conditions — “the trenches” — where feelings don’t matter and survival comes first. He’s seen people get hurt just for not minding their business. So he keeps his focus tight, sticking to his own grind and staying sharp. That brutal line about folding someone in half? Again, metaphorical. He’s trying to show he’s not one to mess with.

[Gunplay imagery and street violence]
Now he brings in more violence, with details about keeping weapons nearby, drive-by shootings, and dark stuff like blowing someone’s brains out to the point that a dentist is needed for ID. These bars are harsh, but they reflect how intense and grim his perspective can get. He’s not glorifying this stuff — it’s more like he’s letting his inner rage spill out in the rawest way.

[Success and fake love]
He mentions making money and staying away from suckers — people who are fake or have bad intentions. He talks about how the same women who love others are secretly into him, and how people act like they’re family just because he’s successful. But he doesn’t trust them. If it were up to him, he wouldn’t keep them around. This part really shows how success can be lonely and make you question people’s motives.

[No fear of consequences and lifelong defiance]
He casually mentions parking wherever he wants and treating tickets like pocket change. Then he flips it into something darker — saying if someone ends up dead on a T-shirt, to him, that’s just another T-shirt. That shows how numb he feels to loss or violence. It’s not cold for no reason — it’s how he’s learned to cope. He says he’s always been a “bad influence,” even since he was three, and he’s not really impressed by most rappers today. What they think is hot, he finds average.

[Detached from emotion and disillusionment]
He opens up about being emotionally detached — not being “in touch with the ceiling” (probably meaning he’s not feeling the highs of success like he used to). He’s seen so much come and go that not much excites him anymore. He compares it to a new tattoo — cool at first, but then the novelty wears off and it starts to peel.

[Going after what he wants, no apologies]
Here, he talks about dealing with shady people trying to hide their intentions, but he sees through it. If he can’t get what he wants, he’s going to take it by any means. He says he’s tried to avoid drügs to deal with his pain, but he’s scared he might like it too much if he starts — so he resists it. That’s a rare moment of vulnerability.

[Teamwork and determination]
Joyner built his career from the ground up and made sure his people came along with him. He’s too deep into living his dream to even daydream about something else. He’s also saying he doesn’t need fake people or bad energy — he’s living off real ambition and purpose. When he says he means what he says, he’s making it clear that nothing about him is for show.

[Faith, criticism, and legacy]
He calls out those who doubt him and those who lean on religion while judging others. He’s saying that actions matter more than words. That line about “I won’t leave without respect” really brings it home — respect is the thing he’s chasing more than fame or money.

[Fast-paced lyrical flexing]
The last part is like a rapid-fire rap clinic. He flexes his skill, saying he’s out here crushing the game while others just wish he’d disappear. He compares himself to a demolition crew — destroying everything fake in his path. The “esthetician” line is a wild twist — he’s scalping people like he’s giving them a makeover, but in the most violent way. He says forget superstition, he’s something different, something new. He doesn’t just rap — he sees himself as a movement, a new kind of belief system, a force.

This verse is packed with confidence, aggression, pain, and some dark humor. Joyner’s basically telling everyone that he’s not here to be liked — he’s here to be respected, and he’ll do whatever it takes to get it.

FAQs

Q. Who has sung The Real Slim Shady (Freestyle) song?
A. The Real Slim Shady (Freestyle) song is sung by Joyner Lucas.

Q. Who wrote The Real Slim Shady (Freestyle) lyrics?
A. The Real Slim Shady (Freestyle) lyrics are penned by Joyner Lucas.

Q. Who has given the music of The Real Slim Shady (Freestyle) song?
A. The Real Slim Shady (Freestyle) music is composed and produced by Joyner Lucas.

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