Motherfuckers was like, ‘You’re a white boy, what the fuck are you rapping for? Why don’t you go into rock ’n’ roll?’ All that type of shit started pissing me off.”Īnd then, he had a revelation. “A lot of it was because of the feedback I got. “After that record, every rhyme I wrote got angrier and angrier,” Em told Rolling Stone a few years later. It was like, ‘Oh, here comes the white rapper’”). Infinite sold as few as 70 copies (per Eminem’s autobiography) and as many as a few hundred (per his early producers, the Bass Brothers, who concede that “we couldn’t get arrested back then. Like many a petulant early 20-something with precious little to his name and way too much to prove, he was, to put it simply, using way too many napkins. Not wack, exactly, but certainly wearying, his wordplay often so overwrought it devolved into word salad. You could marvel at the kid’s abrasive charisma, and maybe even laugh at his dopiest it-came-from-the-third-grade punch lines (“You couldn’t flip shit playin’ in toilets with a spatula”), but still find young Em far too dense, too clever, too Nas-worshiping earnest, too fixated on rhyming for rhyming’s sake. The song is called “Open Mic” and sounds like it, gloomy and brash but not a little amateurish.
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“You wanna feel the full effect of me, hand a TEC to me / Intellectually superior, I’ll make the wack wearier / Inferior, deteriorate, like bacteria.” “You bitches get a hysterectomy disrespectin’ me,” boasted the Detroit rapper known semi-professionally as Eminem on his very independent 1996 debut album, Infinite. But at first, almost everyone managed to resist Marshall Mathers. He was so young, so raw, so angry, so hungry, so irresistibly crass.
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