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- "Marshall Mathers"
- [Eminem]
- You know I just don't get it
- Last year I was nobody
- This year I'm sellin records
- Now everybody wants to come around like I owe em somethin
- Heh, the fuck you want from me, ten million dollars?
- Get the fuck out of here
- [Chorus One: Eminem]
- You see I'm, just Marshall Mathers (Marshall Mathers)
- I'm just a regular guy,
- I don't know why all the fuss about me (fuss about me)
- Nobody ever gave a fuck before,
- all they did was doubt me (did was doubt me)
- Now everybody wanna run they mouth
- and try to take shots at me (take shots at me)
- [Eminem]
- Yo, you might see me joggin, you might see me walkin
- You might see me walkin a dead rottweiler dog
- with it's head chopped off in the park with a spiked collar
- hollerin at him cause the son of a bitch won't quit barkin
- (grrrr, ARF ARF) Or leanin out a window, with a cocked shotgun
- Drivin up the block in the car that they shot 'Pac in
- Lookin for Big's killers, dressed in ridiculous
- blue and red like I don't see what the big deal is
- Double barrel twelve gauge bigger than Chris Wallace
- Pissed off, cause Biggie and 'Pac just missed all this
- Watchin all these cheap imitations get rich off 'em
- and get dollars that shoulda been there's like they switched wallets
- And amidst all this Crist' poppin and wristwatches
- I just sit back and just watch and just get nauseous
- and walk around with an empty bottle of Remi Martin
- startin shit like some 26 year old skinny Cartman ("God damnit!")
- I'm anti Backstreet and Ricky Martin
- with instincts to kill N'Sync, don't get me started
- These fuckin brats can't sing and Britney's garbage
- What's this bitch retarded? Gimme back my sixteen dollars
- All I see is sissies in magazines smiling
- Whatever happened to whylin out and bein violent?
- Whatever happened to catchin a good ol' fashioned
- passionate ass whoopin and gettin your shoes coat and your hat tooken?
- New Kids on the Block, sucked a lot of dick
- Boy/girl groups make me sick
- And I can't wait 'til I catch all you faggots in public
- I'ma love it.. (hahaha)
- Vanilla Ice don't like me (uh uh)
- Said some shit in Vibe to spite me (yup)
- Then went and dyed his hair just like me (hehe)
- A bunch of little kids wanna swear just like me
- and run around screamin, "I don't care, just bite me" (nah nah)
- I think I was put here to annoy the world
- and destroy your little 4 year old boy or girl
- Plus I was put here to put fear in faggots who spray Faygo Root Beer
- and call themselves "Clowns" cause they look queer
- Faggot2Dope and Silent Gay
- Claimin Detroit, when y'all live twenty miles away (fuckin punks)
- And I don't wrestle, I'll knock you fuckin faggots the fuck out
- Ask 'em about the club they was at when they snuck out
- after they ducked out the back when they saw us and bugged out
- (AHHH!) Ducked down and got paintballs shot at they truck, blaow!
- Look at y'all runnin your mouth again
- when you ain't seen a fuckin Mile Road, South of 10
- And I don't need help, from D 12, to beat up two females
- in make up, who may try to scratch me with Lee Nails
- "Slim Anus," you damn right, Slim Anus
- I don't get fucked in mine like you two little flaming faggots!
- [Chorus Two: Eminem]
- Cause I'm, just Marshall Mathers (Marshall Mathers)
- I'm not a wrestler guy,
- I'll knock you out if you talk about me (you talk about me)
- Come and see me on the streets alone
- if you assholes doubt me (assholes doubt me)
- And if you wanna run your mouth
- then come take your best shot at me (your best shot at me)
- [Eminem]
- Is it because you love me that y'all expect so much of me?
- You little groupie bitch, get off me, go fuck Puffy
- Now because of this blonde mop that's on top
- and this fucked up head that I've got, I've gone pop?
- The underground just spunned around and did a 360
- Now these kids diss me and act like some big sissies
- "Oh, he just did some shit with Missy,
- so now he thinks he's too big to do some shit with MC Get Bizzy"
- My fuckin bitch mom's suin for ten million
- She must want a dollar for every pill I've been stealin
- Shit, where the fuck you think I picked up the habit?
- All I had to do was go in her room and lift up her mattress
- Which is it bitch, Mrs. Briggs or Ms. Mathers?
- It doesn't matter your [attorney Fred Gibson's a] faggot!
- Talkin about I fabricated my past
- He's just aggravated I won't ejaculate in his ass (Uhh!)
- So tell me, what the hell is a fella to do?
- For every million I make, another relative sues
- Family fightin and fussin over who wants to invite me to supper
- All the sudden, I got 90 some cousins (Hey it's me!)
- A half brother and sister who never seen me
- or even bothered to call me until they saw me on TV
- Now everybody's so happy and proud
- I'm finally allowed to step foot in my girlfriend's house
- Hey hey! And then to top it off, I walked to the newsstand
- to buy this cheap ass little magazine with a food stamp
- Skipped to the last page, flipped right fast
- and what do I see? A picture of my big white ass
- Okay, let me give you motherfuckers some help:
- uhh, here DOUBLE XL, DOUBLE XL
- Now your magazine shouldn't have so much trouble to sell
- Ahh fuck it, I'll even buy a couple myself
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