Luyện nghe bài hát Marshell Mathers

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

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

Yo, you see me joggin, you might 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 cause the son of a bitch quit barkin
(grrrr, ARF ARF) Or leanin out a window, with a shotgun
Drivin up the block in the car that they 'Pac in
Lookin for killers, dressed in ridiculous
blue and red I don't see what the big deal is
Double barrel gauge bigger than Chris Wallace
Pissed off, cause and 'Pac just missed all this
Watchin all these imitations get rich off 'em
and get dollars that shoulda been like they switched wallets
And all this Crist' poppin and wristwatches
I had to sit back and just and just get nauseous
and around with an empty bottle of Remi Martin
startin shit like some 26-year-old skinny ("God damnit!")
I'm and Ricky Martin
with instincts to N'Sync, don't get me started
fuckin brats can't sing and Britney's garbage
What's this bitch retarded? Gimme back my dollars
All I see is sissies in magazines
Whatever happened to whylin out and violent?
happened to catchin a good-ol' fashioned
passionate and gettin your shoes coat and your hat tooken?
New Kids on the Block, sucked a lot of
Boy/girl make me sick
And I can't 'til I catch all you faggots in public
I'ma it.. (hahaha)
Ice don't like me (uh-uh)
Said shit in Vibe to spite me (yup)
Then went and dyed his hair just 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 to annoy the world
and destroy little 4-year-old boy or girl
Plus I was put here to put in faggots who spray Faygo Root Beer
and call themselves "Clowns" cause they look
and Silent Gay
Claimin Detroit, when y'all live 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 ducked out the back when saw us and bugged out
(AHHH!) Ducked down and got paintballs shot at 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, D-12, to beat up two females
in make-up, who may try to me with Lee Nails
"Slim Anus," you damn right, Anus
I don't get fucked in mine like you two little faggots!

Chorus Eminem

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

Is it because you love me that y'all so much of me?
You little groupie bitch, get off me, go fuck
Now because of this mop that's on top
and this fucked up that I've got, I've gone pop?
The underground just around 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 some with MC Get-Bizzy"
My fuckin bitch mom's suin for ten
She want a dollar for every pill I've been stealin
Shit, the fuck you think I picked up the habit?
All I had to do was go in her room and up her mattress
Which is it bitch, Mrs. or Ms. Mathers?
It doesn't matter you seconds of silence*} faggot!
Talkin about I fabricated my
He's just I won't ejaculate in his ass (Uhh!)
So tell me, what the is a fella to do?
For every million I make, another sues
Family fightin and fussin over who wants to invite me to
All the sudden, I got 90 cousins (Hey it's me!)
A half-brother and sister who seen me
or bothered to call me until they saw me on TV
Now everybody's so happy and
I'm finally to step foot in my girlfriend's house
Hey-hey! And then to top it off, I walked to the
to buy this cheap-ass little magazine with a stamp
to the last page, flipped right fast
and what do I see? A of my big white ass
Okay, let me give you motherfuckers help:
uhh, - DOUBLE XL, DOUBLE XL
Now your magazine shouldn't so much trouble to sell
Ahh it, I'll even buy a couple myself

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