They freely acknowledge Eminem came up with the concepts but not the lyrics since having a ghostwriter carries a lot of stigma in rap. As soon as Dre started working with Eminem Dre’s raps changed markedly to include a lot of inside rhyme and other stylistic markers of Eminem that made it pretty obvious Eminem was ghostwriting for him in addition to coming up with the concepts for their joint numbers like Forgot About Dre. Dre is a great producer and he gave Eminem some good beats and stood as his mentor the way rappers are normally mentored into the game, but, unlike Eminem, Dre has never demonstrated much physical and lyrical skill as a rapper and ghostwriter rumors have always abounded with him. He’s had the same manager from Detroit (Paul Rosenberg) since well before his record deal and Dre. His content change had already happened when he was freestyling with other aspiring rappers at radio stations and competing at the rap olympics before getting a deal and working with Dr. He experimented with things like a triple tongue technique going VERY fast, and switched into horror core and drug talk content with jokes included. Enemabag Jones: His very first early work was positive, but it wasn’t getting him anywhere. “I don’t have any problem with nobody, you know what I mean. Then came Eminem’s “As long as you don’t try to suck my dick I’m okay with it” phase, where he tried to explain how his use of F-bombs wasn’t homophobic: “Faggot was, like, it was thrown around constantly, to each other, like in battling, you know what I mean?” he told Anderson Cooper on 60 Minutes. And by warm and fuzzy, we mean worthless and dehumanized. And I’ll stab you in the head, whether you’re a fag or les…” You faggots keep egging me on till I have you at knife point, then you beg me to stop?” and “My words are like a dagger with a jagged edge.
Like the waves of the might Pacific-or a bout with Chlamydia-our BFF from Michigan has a fascination with homosexuality that ebbs and flows.įirst, there was the anti-faggotry period of his early years where, through his alter ego Slim Shady, we were blessed with, um,”poetry”like, “I’m ready to make everyone’s throats ache. In the mangled thicket that is Eminem’s angry, psychosexual rap music, nothing flummoxes us more than his on-again, off-again relationship with the gays.