Amazing new Eminem Parody Music Video from A Capaella Science

The genius that is Tim Blais has come up with a fantastic new parody video to the tune of Eminem’s ‘Lose Yourself’. Called ‘Eminemium – Choose Yourself’, the video is a compilation of many levels of Blais, doing his own singing, rapping and background sound.

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The genius that is Tim Blais has come up with a fantastic new parody video to the tune of Eminem's 'Lose Yourself'. Called 'Eminemium - Choose Yourself', the video is a compilation of many levels of Blais, doing his own singing, rapping and background sound. The lyrics weave a complex picture of science and society, something viewers have come to expect from Blais. His originality and talent are unmatched in his latest work. Enjoy, and have a look at the full lyrics below.

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If you had

One shot

Or one opportunity

To release all the energy you ever wanted

In one moment

Would you abuse it

Or use it for good?

They've armed the weapon

Countdown clock is set and

J. Robert Oppenheimer is sweatin'

Eyes are red and he's nervous

Cause on the surface this is armageddon

The shock bomb, but we're set upon and threatened

And with no sound the whole Alamogordo ground

Is glowing and cowed under one smouldering cloud

He's choked and wowed, everybody's open-mouthed

And over the ground the shock front blows, kapow!

Snap back to the alchemy

Hope before tragedy

Showed with bold math that we broke the whole atom

We choked; controlled action with poles of cold cadmium coat

To go capture neutrons and slow fracture

We broke, postponed that and we chose to go fashion

A most radioactive plutonium gadget then

Fat Man and Boy and Enola goes laughin'

As Nagasaki is blown and Hiroshima's blasted

You gotta choose, yourself how to use it

The knowledge you hold and

Don't ever let a letter go

You only get one shot to stop

And one chance to know

Responsibility comes once you're a science guy, yo!

Neutrons escaping from a source radiating

Merge and start atoms shaking; they begin

To unglue toward a decreased order

Entropic force distorts em

And supercharged with loads of protons they can only go farther

Cold war grows hotter--exothermal--Colorado to Joe Stalin

Coast to coast holes; silos but there's no farmer

Toe-to-toe drama

NATO and Warszawa in co-assured trauma

The globe groans everyone knows there's no calming

So show your foes and implode your core column

Quid pro quo Castle Bravo for Tsar Bomba

And move on and leave atolls exposed to gross doses of old fallout;

Slow-to-go toxins in shoals and so though we explode them no longer

Still the proof lives on in the blue lagoon water, father

You gotta choose, yourself how to use it

The knowledge you hold and

Don't ever let a letter go

You only get one shot to stop

And one chance to know

Responsibility comes once you're a science guy, yo!

When war games hit the stage of a gluon's rage

There's a military boot on the new doc's page

We were playing in the beginning, but grew up strange

Making radar and missiles, and new bombs blazed

And we kept grinding the lensed sights for the next sniper

Best believe son it'll pay to design fighters

All the gains of science analyzed by the

Man provide plans for sarin and cyanide

And our hands are blighted by crying

Eyes when dying lands are slammed if our grants expand the fire brighter

And there's no jury there's no sublime righter

This is our fight

And these minds are all ours so protect your pia mater

Try to feed and water good, seed trust, flee dishonour

Gotta be clean being Apollo stead of Vietnam and

Lay the armour down and be the one to stand up

And lead us on the trail of Spock

We'll elevate these motley progeny

To a future in a safer spot, an irrigated plot

Homicide a way forgot

Success is a lack of military options

Failure's not

Become a lover of a great and cosmic goal

We cannot condone these terror plots

So here we go it's our shot

Feel frail or not

This is the only world and humanity that we got

You gotta choose, yourself how to use it

The knowledge you hold and

Don't ever let a letter go

You only get one shot to stop

And one chance to know

Responsibility comes once you're a science guy, yo!

You gotta make your own mind up, man.

Carin Bondar is a biologist, writer and film-maker with a PhD in population ecology from the University of British Columbia. Find Dr. Bondar online at www.carinbondar.com, on twitter @drbondar or on her facebook page: Dr. Carin Bondar – Biologist With a Twist.

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