Eminem se sube al ring en videoclip de “Higher”

La canción “Higher” pertenece al álbum de EminemMusic to Be Murdered By – Side B”, lanzado a fines de 2020.


El rapero norteamericano Eminem, recientemente estrenó el videoclip de “Higher”, canción perteneciente al álbum “Music to Be Murdered By – Side B” lanzado en diciembre de 2020.

La pieza audiovisual fue estrenada en el pre-show del combate de UFC (Ultimate Fighting Championship) entre Conor McGregor y Dustin Poirier, que se llevó a cabo en Abu Dabi, Emiratos Árabes Unidos.

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Eminem – Higher

El videoclip que mayormente está en blanco y negro, muestra a Eminem dentro del octágono de las artes marciales mixtas. Más adelante, Eminem participa en una entrevista simulada para ESPN, conducida por Michael Eaves y también con el CEO de UFC, Dana White.

En la entrevista, White predice que Eminem perderá le pelea ficticia. A lo cual el rapero responde: “La gente como tú le da a gente como yo el combustible que necesitan para tener éxito en primer lugar. La mejor parte de tu opinión es que no importa.”

La entrevista fantasiosa fue transmitida en el programa Sportscenter de ESPN, causando un poco de revuelo, ya que muchas personas pensaron que se trataba de una entrevista real.

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Eminem – Higher

Letra de “Higher” de Eminem

Yeah
You know I’ve been around for a while now
Not sure if I have much left to prove
Yeah, I do, haha

I look at me now I’m thinkin, «Damn»
How proud of me I am
What I did, it’s nothin’ to sneeze at
Even if your allergies are bad
I’m up in a balcony in France
I look around, I see the fans
How they surround me in the stands
Probably could drown in a sea of hands

They hollerin’, «Shady»
Yellin’ it out to me and that’s what I mean when I say
That one day someway, somehow, if I get a chance to get a crowd
I’ll flip it around and have a crowd give me the chance
I’ve done it all, man
But in actuality I haven’t, yet

Where am I supposed to go from here? Oh hey (oh-oh-oh)
Really I have no idea
All I know it’s every time I think I hit my ceiling
I go higher than I’ve ever fuckin’ been

Got no time for no haters in this bitch
Or toleration for this shit
But like medication, my dedication
And the time it takes to do this shit
Reminds me of how an overcrowded hospital waitin’ room’ll get

But I mean it’s maybe I have more patience than I’m able to admit
Yeah, but I’m still mentally stable as a three-legged table in this bitch
Fame was a switch but I was grateful
To trade that shit for the trailer with the hitch
Thought it would made me a ravin’ lunatic

But I made it through to my situation, I hit pay dirt
Now I get paper like a stapler in this bitch
But just ‘cause I made a little bit of change
Don’t mean I’ve changed a little bit
Brain full of wit, dangerous
Can’t extinguish this English language when it’s lit
Now I’m just paradin’, you would still get Shady ‘til I’m 82
I spit this crazy, even Dre, he knows I’ma blow
Better get the handkerchief again, haha

Where am I supposed to go from here? Oh hey (oh-oh-oh)
Really I have no idea
All I know it’s every time I think I hit my ceiling
I go higher than I’ve ever fuckin’ been
(Know I talk about this shit a lot but)

Where am I supposed to go from here? Oh hey (oh-oh-oh)
Really I have no idea
All I know it’s every time I think I hit my ceiling
I go higher than I’ve ever fuckin’ been

Oh, now what am I gonna do?
Can’t nothing hold me I’m on the loose
Born a winner, damn it’s so hard to lose
I can do it and do it, when I’m tryin’ to
When my records flop they still go through the roof
This atmosphere’s for a chosen few
Who was on their grind, to get money moves
And you ain’t gon’ get that if you want it down
You gotta take shots with 100 proof

Been in survival mode
Since a five year old, it was I alone
Since my trike was stole, spiral notebook and microphone
But lookin’ back how bad it was then
If it hadn’t been for the pad and the pen
Addict mom and deadbeat dad
I wouldn’t have the savage within

Havin’ to win, every single battle I’m in
All I ever wanted was to be an MC
Tediously I wrote obediently, believing in me
EPMD must’ve had teachin’ degrees
Learn to defeat enemies with the ink, thinkin’ of these rhymes
Would be as easy as eatin’ graffiti
Would be like remedial readin’ to me (yeah)

‘Til my last breath leave my lungs, I’ma beat my drums (yeah)
For the streets I’m from (yeah), the East side slums (yeah)
Gotta read, mind numb (yeah) I take a foe out (yeah), like fee-fi-fum
You see my finger (what?), you see my thumb (what?)
You see my fist, fuck a peace pipe bum (what?)

Here for the smoke but it’s not the weed I want (what?)
With this beat I brung for the beef I’ve come (woo)
But you better bring it if you wanna reply from
‘Cause for you to be lyrically inclined, it’d be a steep climb up
That’ll be an uphill battle
But I’m off kickin’ feet in the recliner
And I think I’m about to go
Out on a limb like a tree climber
Time to push my ceiling higher ‘cause

Where am I supposed to go from here? Oh hey (oh-oh-oh)
Really I have no idea
All I know it’s every time I think I hit my ceiling
I go higher than I’ve ever fuckin’ been
(Might be the last time, man)

Where am I supposed to go from here? Oh hey (oh-oh-oh)
Really I have no idea
All I know it’s every time I think I hit my ceiling
I go higher than I’ve ever fuckin’ been

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Eminem – Higher
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