Step into the spotlight with Eminem’s “Everybody’s Looking At Me,” a blistering track from STANS: The Official Soundtrack, released on August 26, 2025, alongside the Stans documentary. This song is vintage Slim Shady—raw, unfiltered, and dripping with defiance—revisiting a 2002 Funk Flex freestyle and expanding it into a full-blown anthem produced by Dr. Dre. With lines like “What the hell are you looking at?” and references to his controversial Grammy moments, Eminem dissects the chaos of fame, from paparazzi flashes to public scrutiny, all while flipping the bird to his critics.
Tied to the Stans documentary’s exploration of his complex relationship with superfans, this track blends dark humor, sharp wordplay, and a nod to Rockwell’s “Somebody’s Watching Me.” Whether you’re a longtime Stan or new to Em’s world, “Everybody’s Looking At Me” is a must-hear that captures his enduring legacy. Dive into the Everybody’s Looking At Me lyrics below and unpack its rebellious spirit. Explore more from STANS: The Official Soundtrack for Eminem’s timeless fire!
Lyrics of Everybody’s Looking At Me by Eminem
[Intro]
Everybody’s Lookin’ At Me
Everybody’s Lookin’ At Me
Everybody’s Lookin’ At Me
Everybody’s Lookin’ At Me
Everybody’s Lookin’ At Me (Shit Is So Crazy)
Everybody’s Lookin’ At Me (It’s Like)
Everybody’s Lookin’ At Me (Everywhere I Go, I’m In The Spotlight)
Everybody’s Lookin’ At Me (From The Moment I Wake Up, It’s)
[Verse 1]
Lights, Action, Cameras Flashin’ (Shh)
Managers, Sponsors, Concerts, Monster Mashin’ (Yeah)
Moshin’, Everyone Thrashin’ (Ugh)
Laughin’, Lashin’ In Arrogant Fashion
Type Who Might Throw His Underwear In The Trash And
Wipe His Ass With The American Flag Like Marilyn Manson (Haha)
Updated Axl Rose
White Version Of Shaft, Pimp Slappin’ Hoes (Psh)
Pull Up Like A Mac, Jet Black Limos
Stretch So Far Back, Can’t See The Back Windows
Steppin’ Out, Pink Hats, Furs, And Minks
B!tch On Each Arm, What The F**k You Think? (Shit)
Right Arm Got That Kid From Nsync’s B!tch On It (Britney)
Left Arm Got That Little P!nk Chick On It
Me And Dre At The Vma’s Again
Pissin’ Off These Lesbians And Gays Again (It’s Rainin’ Men)
Strut As We Walk The Carpet
Stop Under The Tarp And Talk To Carson (What Up?)
Bj’s Pleadin’ With Us Not To Start Shit (Please, Please)
Not To Stomp The Shit Out Of Chocolate Starfish (No)
Pose For The Snapshots, Paparazzi (Ch-ch)
Everybody’s Eyes Are Watchin’
Just Tryin’ To Guess What I’ma Do Next, Waitin’ To See
I Just Walk In, Sit Down, And Take My Seat, It’s Like
[Chorus]
What The Hell Are You Looking At? (I Always Feel Like)
What Do I Look Like, A Crook? (Somebody’s Watchin’ Me)
I’m Not No Criminal, I’m Just A Plain Old Guy (And I Have No Privacy)
So Keep Them Opinions And Walk On By (Oh-oh-oh)
I Said, “What The Hell Are You Looking At?” (I Always Feel Like)
What Do I Look Like, A Crook? (Somebody’s Watchin’ Me)
I’m Not No Criminal, I’m Just A Plain Old Guy (And I Have No Privacy)
So Keep Them Opinions And Walk On By (Oh-oh-oh)
[Verse 2]
Arrested For Gun Possession
Have I Learned My Lesson? F**k No, ‘nother Smith & Wesson
Pissed Off, Pistol Whippin’, Let’s Pick Contestants
Mr. Just Can’t Use His Fist For Weapons
Lookin’ Around For Some Next Shit To Step In
Twisted Rep, Y’all Got A Misconception
I Wonder Would I Be Misunderstood
If I Wasn’t From The Hood, I Was From Some Good
Uppity-dum Suburb In Some Upscale Community?
I Guess You Can See What Trailers Do To Me
Grow Up, Not Give A F**k, Fail In School And Be Cool As Me
Scream, “F**k S!uts, Jail, And Jewelry”
I Never Would’ve Dreamed Women Ever Would’ve Screamed
My Name Louder Than Mik When She’s Arguin’ With Me
It’s Hard For Me To Be Humble
And Still Have It In Me To Rumble With Anybody Who Wants To
I Must Prove I’m No Punk,
He’s Punched Through, It’s For Uncle, I Know You’re Watchin’
And I’m Much Too Much Pride To Show You That I’m Hurtin’ Inside
I’ll Never Let My Guard Down, This Curtain Is Wide Open And I
[Chorus]
What The Hell Are You Looking At? (I Always Feel Like)
What Do I Look Like, A Crook? (Somebody’s Watchin’ Me)
I’m Not No Criminal, I’m Just A Plain Old Guy (And I Have No Privacy)
So Keep Them Opinions And Walk On By (Oh-oh-oh)
I Said, “What The Hell Are You Looking At?” (I Always Feel Like)
What Do I Look Like, A Crook? (Somebody’s Watchin’ Me)
I’m Not No Criminal, I’m Just A Plain Old Guy (And I Have No Privacy)
So Keep Them Opinions And Walk On By (Oh-oh-oh)
[Verse 3]
My Private Life Is Springer, Five Times A Night
See It Via Satellite, Live Right On Site And Hold On Tight
Shit, F**k The Tyson Fight,
You Might See My Efiw Try Suicide Tonight (What? Yikes)
See, I Done F**ked Up And Told So Much
It’s Probably The Only Reason I Sold So Much
’cause Y’all Know So Much, What’s Left To Do?
But Try To Keep My Pointy-A*s Nose Out Of The News
’cause Newsflashes Travel Faster Than Lightning Rods
“Oh God, He’s On Stage With Elton John
He’s Got A Motherf**king Pink Glaad T-Shirt On
Huggin’ A Homosexual, Flippin’ The Cameras Off”
“But At The Grammys? Thought Slim Hated The Grammys”
No, I Said, “You Think I Give A Damn About A Grammy?”
You Never Answered Me
Now Had You Have Asked Me,
I’da Told You Exactly Why I Wasn’t Here Last Year
See, There’s Nominees For The Best Album
Rap’s Got A Separate Category, Now How Come?
What Are We, Peons? F**k Celine Dion
Pee On Your Corny Award Show You Want Me On
But Guess What? That Means You Win
I Can’t Give In And Let Y’all Beat Me Again
Plus, This Year, My Record’s Almost Diamond
I’m In The Same Category As Paul Simon
Ain’t No Other Rap In The Category I’m In
But They’re Callin’ Me To The Stage, Tellin’ Me I Win
So Just As I Go On To Approach The Podium
The Crowd’s Goin’ Nuts Like They’re About To Explode Or Somethin’
Expectin’ Me To Give Some Acceptance Speech
That’s Gonna Knock Each Motherf**ker Out Of Their Seats
But The Truth Is, I Ain’t Have Shit To Say
Except, “Thanks, But You Should’ve Gave This Shit To Dre,” So
[Chorus]
What The Hell Are You Looking At? (I Always Feel Like)
What Do I Look Like, A Crook? (Somebody’s Watchin’ Me)
I’m Not No Criminal, I’m Just A Plain Old Guy (And I Have No Privacy)
So Keep Them Opinions And Walk On By (Oh-oh-oh)
I Said, “What The Hell Are You Looking At?” (I Always Feel Like)
What Do I Look Like, A Crook? (Somebody’s Watchin’ Me)
I’m Not No Criminal, I’m Just A Plain Old Guy (And I Have No Privacy)
So Keep Them Opinions And Walk On By (Oh-oh-oh)
[Outro]
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