Luyện nghe bài hát Marshell Mathers

You know I don't get it
Last year I was
year I'm sellin records
Now everybody wants to around like I owe em somethin
Heh, the fuck you want from me, ten million
Get the fuck out of

You see I'm, just Mathers (Marshall Mathers)
I'm a regular guy,
I don't why all the fuss about me (fuss about me)
ever gave a fuck before,
all they did was me (did was doubt me)
Now everybody wanna run mouth
and try to take shots at me (take at me)

Yo, you might see me joggin, you see me walkin
You might see me walkin a dead dog
with it's chopped off in the park with a spiked collar
hollerin at him the son of a bitch won't quit barkin
(grrrr, ARF ARF) Or leanin out a window, a cocked shotgun
Drivin up the block in the car that they 'Pac in
for Big's killers, dressed in ridiculous
blue and red like I don't see the big deal is
Double barrel twelve gauge than Chris Wallace
Pissed off, cause Biggie and 'Pac just missed all
Watchin all these cheap get rich off 'em
and get dollars that shoulda been like they switched wallets
And amidst all Crist' poppin and wristwatches
I had to sit back and just watch and just get
and around with an empty bottle of Remi Martin
startin shit like some 26-year-old skinny ("God damnit!")
I'm anti-Backstreet and Martin
with instincts to kill N'Sync, don't get me
fuckin brats can't sing and Britney's garbage
What's bitch retarded? Gimme back my sixteen dollars
All I see is sissies in magazines
Whatever happened to whylin out and bein
happened to catchin a good-ol' fashioned
passionate ass-whoopin and gettin your shoes coat and hat tooken?
New on the Block, sucked a lot of dick
Boy/girl make me sick
And I can't wait 'til I all you faggots in public
love it.. (hahaha)
Vanilla Ice like me (uh-uh)
Said some in Vibe to spite me (yup)
went and dyed his hair just like me (hehe)
A bunch of little kids wanna just like me
and run around screamin, "I don't care, just me" (nah nah)
I think I was put here to annoy the
and destroy your 4-year-old boy or girl
Plus I was put here to put fear in faggots who spray Root Beer
and call themselves "Clowns" cause they look
and Silent Gay
Claimin Detroit, when y'all live twenty away (fuckin punks)
And I don't wrestle, I'll knock you fuckin faggots the out
Ask 'em about the club they was at they snuck out
they ducked out the back when they saw us and bugged out
(AHHH!) down and got paintballs shot at they truck, blaow!
Look at y'all runnin mouth again
when you seen a fuckin Mile Road, South of 10
And I don't need help, from D-12, to up two females
in make-up, who may try to scratch me Lee Nails
"Slim Anus," you damn right, Anus
I don't get fucked in like you two little flaming faggots!

Two: Eminem

Cause I'm, Marshall Mathers (Marshall Mathers)
I'm not a guy,
I'll knock you out if you about me (you talk about me)
Come and see me on the alone
if you assholes doubt me (assholes me)
And if you wanna run mouth
then come take your best shot at me (your best at me)

Is it because you love me that y'all expect so of me?
You little bitch, get off me, go fuck Puffy
Now because of blonde mop that's on top
and this up head that I've got, I've gone pop?
The just spunned around and did a 360
Now these diss me and act like some big sissies
"Oh, he just did some shit Missy,
so now he he's too big to do some shit with MC Get-Bizzy"
My fuckin bitch mom's suin for ten
She must want a dollar for every pill I've been
Shit, the fuck you think I picked up the habit?
All I had to do was go in her room and lift up her
Which is it bitch, Mrs. or Ms. Mathers?
It doesn't matter you {*several seconds of faggot!
Talkin about I fabricated my
He's aggravated I won't ejaculate in his ass (Uhh!)
So tell me, the hell is a fella to do?
For million I make, another relative sues
Family fightin and fussin over who to invite me to supper
All the sudden, I got 90 some cousins (Hey me!)
A half-brother and sister who seen me
or even bothered to call me until saw me on TV
Now everybody's so and proud
I'm finally allowed to step foot in my house
Hey-hey! And to top it off, I walked to the newsstand
to buy this cheap-ass little magazine with a food
Skipped to the last page, flipped fast
and do I see? A picture of my big white ass
Okay, let me give you some help:
uhh, here - XL, DOUBLE XL
Now your magazine shouldn't so much trouble to sell
Ahh fuck it, I'll even buy a myself

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