Recovery cover
Released June 18, 2010
Recorded 2010
Format CD/Digital download
Genre Hip hop, rap
Length 4:35
Label Aftermath, Interscope, Shady
Writer Mathers, Samuels, Burnett, Sly Jordan
Producer Boi-1da, Matthew Burnett

"Seduction" is a song by American hip hop artist Eminem. It is the eighth track on his seventh studio album Recovery (2010). It was written by Marshall Mathers, James Scheffer, Steve McEwan, and it was produced by Jim Jonsin.


(Like a verbal seduction, seduction when I tell them girls on the floor)
I don't know man, just feels like, we're a lot different
It kinda feels like, I'm on a whole different page right now than you
It feels strange but umm.. I guess it's kinda like.. it's kinda like

[Verse 1]
I feel like I’m morphing into something that's so incredible
That I’m dwarfin’ all competitors, better get your girlfriend in check
It’s psychological warfare, endorphins I effect
Your self-esteem shatters as dialect comes blasting out your deck
She loves me, so much passion you’d expect this sort of reaction from her yet
You strong-arm, you’re fucking corny, you try to turn your charm on
Cause you just think you’re Bishop the Don Juan
But if you think you’re fucking with me, homie you’re on one
I’m cocking my head back like Ed Lover, come on son
She’s on my Johnson, she brings my name up constant
Your boys are like she’s fucking with dude
She wants son, homeboy you better get a clue
She’s on my dick cause I spit better than you
What you expect her to do? How you expect her to act in the sack
When she’s closing her eyes, fantasizing off
Digging her nails in my back to this track

Seduction, seduce
Ain’t nobody who’s as good at what I do
Cause one minute she loves you
The next she don’t, she’s been stolen from you

[Verse 2]
She’s sitting there getting liquored up at the bar, she says it’s quicker to count the things that ain’t wrong with you than to count the things that are
There’s a 7-disc CD changer in her car
And I’m in every single slot, and you’re not, aww
I’m the logo on that Dallas Cowboy helmet: a star
And I’m not about to sit back and just keep rhyming one syllable, nah
Switch it up and watch them haters not give it up
Cause they’re just not good enough but I’m not giving up
'til I get my respect and I won’t stop
'til I get enough cause I’m not living up to my own expectations, aww
That hater alarm is soundin' off and Obama took the bomb from my name
So quit crying that I took your dame, homie she’s my dame, aww
You sadly mistaken if you thinking that I’m not on my game, boy
And things just ain’t been the same since the day that I came for it
You wear your heart on your sleeve, I sport that white tank boy
But you got a hard on for me, what you hollering my name for?
It’s your bitch on my dick, ain’t my dang fault man, I can’t call it

Seduction, seduce
Ain’t nobody who’s as good at what I do
Cause one minute she loves you
The next she don’t, she’s been stolen from you

[Verse 3]
It’s like we playing lyrical tug of war with your ear, you hear it? Girl come here
Put your ear up to the speaker dear, while I freak this world premier
Seducing her, loosen up with a little freestyle, wait, am I losing ya?
Am I making you look bad? Well I got news for you homie, you’re losing her
Oh wait, she don’t like when I spit it fast, am I tryna show how, let me slow it down some
It’s still gonna be a blowout, you’re gonna wanna throw out your whole album
Rummage through the shit and try to salvage something to see
If you can save any of it, punk but none of it’s fucking with me
Prick, you really feeling that bullshit? You think you killing them syllables?
Quit playing, these beats ain’t nothing to fool with
They call me Fire Marshall: I shut the shit down
Your entire arsenal is not enough to fuck with one round
I am also the opposite of what you are like
You’re a microcosm of what the fuck I am on the mic
I am awesome, and you are just awe-struck
She’s love-stricken, she’s got her jaw stuck from sucking my dick, aww fuck

Seduction, seduce
Ain’t nobody who’s as good at what I do
Cause one minute she loves you
The next she don’t, she’s been stolen from you