Dopo il teaser uscito in giornata, sono passate poche ore ed ecco anche il video ufficiale dell’attesissimo nuovo video ufficiale e singolo di Eminem, intitolato Berzerk.
Prima di tutto qualche cenno storico sull’origine della parola, che è una storpiatura da “berserker” che sarebbero poi i mitici guerrieri quasi posseduti di origine celtico-vichinga.
Musicalmente si possono notare analogie (chiamiamole citazioni) da diversi classici della storia dell’hip hop, firmati Beastie Boys e Sean Paul, solo per fare alcuni esempi. Per il resto è il solito Eminem, e non dovrebbe deludere i suoi fan.
Il singolo esce a distanza di tre anni dal precedente “Recovery” ed è il primo brano a vedere la luce dell’imminente “The Marshall Mathers LP 2”, in uscita il prossimo 5 novembre.
Di seguito video ufficiale e testo.
Video Berzerk | Eminem
Testo Berzerk | Eminem
Now this shit is about to kick off, this party looks wack
Let’s take it back to straight hip-hop and start it from scratch
I’m about to bloody this track up, everybody get back
That’s why my pen needs a pad cause my rhymes on the ra-ag
Just like I did with addiction I’m about to kick it
Like a magician, critics I turn to crickets
Got em still on the fence whether to picket
But quick to get it impaled when I tell them stick it
So sick I’m looking pale, that’s my pigment
Bout to go ham, ya bitch, shout out to Kendrick
Let’s bring it back to that vintage Slim, bitch
The art of MC’ng mixed with da Vinci and MC Ren
And I don’t mean Stimpy’s friend, bitch
Been public enemy since you thought P E was gym, bitch
Kick your shoes off
Let your hair down and berserk all night long
Grow your beard out
Just weird out and berserk all night long
We’re gonna rock this house until we knock it down
So turn the volume loud, cause it’s mayhem ’till the am
So baby make just like k-Fed and let yourself go, let yourself go
Say fuck it before we kick the bucket
Life’s too short to not go for broke
So everybody, everybody berserk grab your vile, yeah
Guess it’s just the way that I’m dressed, ain’t it?
Kakis pressed, Nike shoes crispy and fresh laced, so I guess it ain’t
That aftershave or cologne that made them just faint
Plus I showed up with a coat fresher than wet paint
So if love is a chess game, check mate
But girl your body’s banging, jump me in, dang-bang-bang
Yessiree Bob I was thinking the same thing
So come get on this Kid’s rock, baw-wita-baw-dang-dang
Pee pee pow-pow, chicka, bow, chicka
Got your gal blowing up a valve
Ain’t slowing down, throw in the towel
Dumb it down, I don’t know how
At least I know that I don’t know
Question is are you bozos smart enough to feel stupid
Hope so, now hoo
We’re gonna rock this house until we knock it down
So turn the volume loud, cause it’s mayhem ’til the a.m.
So crank the bass up like crazy and let yourself go
I say fuck it before we kick the bucket
Life’s too short to not go for broke
So everybody, everybody berzerk get your vinyls
They say that love is powerful as cough syrup in Styrofoam
All I know is I fell asleep and woke up in that Montecarlo
With the ugly Kardashian, Lamar, o sorry
We done both set the bar low
Far as hard drugs are though
That’s the past, but I done did enough codeine to knock future into tomorrow
And girl I ain’t got no money to borrow
But I am trying to find a way to get you alone
Oh, Marshall Mathers
Shit head with a potty mouth, get the bar of soap lathered
Kangols and Carhart-less cargos
Girl you’re fixing to get your heart broke
Don’t be absurd, ma’am
You birdbrain baby I ain’t called anybody baby since Birdman
Unless you’re a swallow
Word, Rick, word man you heard, but don’t be discouraged girl
This is your jam, unless you got toe jam
