Luyện nghe bài hát Marshell Mathers

You know I just get it
Last year I was
year I'm sellin records
Now everybody to come around like I owe em somethin
Heh, the you want from me, ten million dollars?
Get the fuck out of

You see I'm, just Marshall (Marshall Mathers)
I'm a regular guy,
I don't know why all the fuss about me (fuss me)
Nobody ever a fuck before,
all they did was me (did was doubt me)
Now everybody run they mouth
and try to take at me (take shots at me)

Yo, you might see me joggin, you see me walkin
You might see me a dead rottweiler dog
with it's head off in the park with a spiked collar
hollerin at him cause the son of a bitch quit barkin
(grrrr, ARF ARF) Or out a window, with a cocked shotgun
Drivin up the block in the car that shot 'Pac in
for Big's killers, dressed in ridiculous
blue and red like I don't see the big deal is
Double barrel gauge bigger than Chris Wallace
Pissed off, cause and 'Pac just missed all this
Watchin all these cheap get rich off 'em
and get dollars shoulda been there's like they switched wallets
And amidst all this Crist' poppin and
I had to sit back and just and just get nauseous
and walk with an empty bottle of Remi Martin
startin shit like some 26-year-old Cartman ("God damnit!")
I'm anti-Backstreet and Ricky
instincts to kill N'Sync, don't get me started
These fuckin brats can't sing and Britney's
What's this bitch retarded? back my sixteen dollars
All I see is sissies in smiling
Whatever happened to whylin out and bein
Whatever happened to a good-ol' fashioned
ass-whoopin and gettin your shoes coat and your hat tooken?
New Kids on the Block, sucked a lot of
Boy/girl groups me sick
And I can't wait 'til I catch all you faggots in
love it.. (hahaha)
Vanilla Ice like me (uh-uh)
Said some shit in Vibe to me (yup)
went and dyed his hair just like me (hehe)
A bunch of little kids wanna swear like me
and run around screamin, "I don't care, just me" (nah nah)
I think I was put to annoy the world
and destroy little 4-year-old boy or girl
Plus I was put here to put fear in faggots who spray Faygo Beer
and call themselves "Clowns" cause they look
Faggot2Dope and Gay
Detroit, when y'all live twenty miles away (fuckin punks)
And I don't wrestle, I'll you fuckin faggots the fuck out
Ask 'em about the club they was at they snuck out
after they out the back when they saw us and bugged out
(AHHH!) Ducked down and got paintballs at they truck, blaow!
Look at runnin your mouth again
when you ain't seen a Mile Road, South of 10
And I don't help, from D-12, to beat up two females
in make-up, who may try to scratch me with Lee
"Slim Anus," you damn right, Slim
I don't get fucked in mine you two little flaming faggots!

Chorus 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 me (assholes doubt me)
And if you run your mouth
then come take your shot at me (your best shot at me)

Is it because you love me y'all expect so much of me?
You little groupie bitch, get off me, go fuck
Now because of blonde mop that's on top
and this fucked up head that got, I've gone pop?
The underground just spunned and did a 360
Now these diss me and act like some big sissies
"Oh, he just did shit with Missy,
so now he thinks he's too big to do shit with MC Get-Bizzy"
My fuckin bitch suin for ten million
She must a dollar for every pill I've been stealin
Shit, where the fuck you think I 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 seconds of silence*} faggot!
Talkin about I my past
He's just I won't ejaculate in his ass (Uhh!)
So me, what the hell is a fella to do?
For every million I make, relative sues
Family fightin and fussin over who wants to invite me to
All the sudden, I got 90 some (Hey it's me!)
A half-brother and sister who seen me
or even bothered to call me they saw me on TV
Now everybody's so and proud
I'm finally allowed to foot in my girlfriend's house
Hey-hey! And to top it off, I walked to the newsstand
to buy this cheap-ass little magazine a food stamp
to the last page, flipped right fast
and what do I A picture of my big white ass
Okay, let me give you motherfuckers help:
uhh, here - DOUBLE XL, XL
Now your magazine have so much trouble to sell
Ahh fuck it, even buy a couple myself

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