Luyện nghe bài hát Marshell Mathers

You know I just get it
year I was nobody
This year I'm sellin
Now everybody wants to come around I owe em somethin
Heh, the fuck you want from me, ten dollars?
Get the out of here

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

Yo, you might see me joggin, you might see me
You might see me walkin a dead dog
with it's head chopped off in the park with a spiked
at him cause the son of a bitch won't quit barkin
(grrrr, ARF ARF) Or out a window, with a cocked shotgun
Drivin up the block in the car they shot 'Pac in
Lookin for Big's killers, dressed in
blue and red I don't see what the big deal is
Double barrel twelve gauge bigger Chris Wallace
Pissed off, cause and 'Pac just missed all this
all these cheap imitations get rich off 'em
and get dollars shoulda been there's like they switched wallets
And amidst all this Crist' and wristwatches
I had to sit back and just watch and get nauseous
and walk around with an bottle of Remi Martin
startin shit like some 26-year-old skinny ("God damnit!")
I'm anti-Backstreet and Ricky
with instincts to N'Sync, don't get me started
These fuckin brats can't sing and garbage
What's this bitch retarded? Gimme my sixteen dollars
All I see is in magazines smiling
happened to whylin out and bein violent?
Whatever happened to catchin a good-ol'
passionate ass-whoopin and gettin your shoes coat and hat tooken?
New on the Block, sucked a lot of dick
Boy/girl groups make me
And I can't wait I catch all you faggots in public
I'ma it.. (hahaha)
Ice don't like me (uh-uh)
Said some shit in to spite me (yup)
went and dyed his hair just like me (hehe)
A bunch of little kids swear just like me
and run around screamin, "I care, just bite me" (nah nah)
I think I was put to annoy the world
and your little 4-year-old boy or girl
Plus I was put here to put fear in faggots who spray Faygo Root
and call themselves "Clowns" cause they look
Faggot2Dope and Gay
Claimin Detroit, y'all live twenty miles away (fuckin punks)
And I don't wrestle, knock you fuckin faggots the fuck out
Ask 'em about the club was at when they snuck out
after they ducked out the back they saw us and bugged out
(AHHH!) Ducked down and got paintballs at they truck, blaow!
Look at y'all runnin your again
when you seen a fuckin 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 Lee Nails
"Slim Anus," you right, Slim Anus
I get fucked in mine like you two little flaming faggots!

Chorus Eminem

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

Is it you love me that y'all expect so much of me?
You little groupie bitch, get off me, go Puffy
Now of this blonde mop that's on top
and fucked up head that I've got, I've gone pop?
The just spunned around and did a 360
Now these kids me and act like some big sissies
"Oh, he just did shit with 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, where the fuck you I picked up the habit?
All I had to do was go in her and lift up her mattress
Which is it bitch, Mrs. Briggs or Ms.
It matter you {*several seconds of silence*} faggot!
Talkin about I my past
just aggravated I won't ejaculate in his ass (Uhh!)
So tell me, what the hell is a to do?
For every million I make, another relative
Family fightin and over who wants to invite me to supper
All the sudden, I got 90 some cousins (Hey me!)
A half-brother and sister who never me
or even bothered to call me they saw me on TV
Now everybody's so happy and
I'm finally allowed to step foot in my house
Hey-hey! And then to top it off, I to the newsstand
to buy this cheap-ass magazine with a food stamp
Skipped to the last page, flipped right
and what do I see? A of my big white ass
Okay, let me give you motherfuckers help:
uhh, here - XL, DOUBLE XL
Now your magazine have so much trouble to sell
Ahh fuck it, I'll even buy a couple

One (2X)