Luyện nghe bài hát Marshell Mathers

You I just don't get it
year I was nobody
This I'm sellin records
Now everybody wants to come like I owe em somethin
Heh, the fuck you from me, ten million dollars?
Get the fuck out of

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

Yo, you see me joggin, you might see me walkin
You see me walkin a dead rottweiler dog
with head chopped off in the park with a spiked collar
hollerin at him cause the son of a won't quit barkin
(grrrr, ARF ARF) Or leanin out a window, with a cocked
Drivin up the in the car that they shot 'Pac in
Lookin for killers, dressed in ridiculous
blue and red like I don't see what the big is
Double barrel gauge bigger than Chris Wallace
Pissed off, cause Biggie and just missed all this
Watchin all these cheap get rich off 'em
and get dollars that shoulda been there's like switched wallets
And amidst all Crist' poppin and wristwatches
I had to sit back and watch and just get nauseous
and around with an empty bottle of Remi Martin
startin shit like 26-year-old skinny Cartman ("God damnit!")
I'm and Ricky Martin
with to kill N'Sync, don't get me started
These fuckin brats can't and Britney's garbage
What's this bitch retarded? Gimme back my sixteen
All I see is sissies in smiling
Whatever to whylin out and bein violent?
Whatever happened to catchin a fashioned
ass-whoopin and gettin your shoes coat and your hat tooken?
New Kids on the Block, a lot of dick
Boy/girl groups make me
And I can't wait 'til I catch all you in public
love it.. (hahaha)
Vanilla Ice like me (uh-uh)
some shit in Vibe to spite me (yup)
Then went and dyed his hair like me (hehe)
A bunch of little kids wanna swear like me
and run around screamin, "I don't care, bite me" (nah nah)
I I was put here to annoy the world
and destroy your 4-year-old boy or girl
Plus I was put to put fear in faggots who spray Faygo Root Beer
and call themselves "Clowns" they look queer
Faggot2Dope and Gay
Claimin Detroit, when y'all live 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
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 your again
when you seen a fuckin Mile Road, South of 10
And I don't need help, from D-12, to beat up two
in make-up, who may try to scratch me with Lee
"Slim Anus," you damn right, Anus
I don't get fucked in mine like you two little faggots!

Chorus Two:

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

Is it because you me that y'all expect so much of me?
You little bitch, get off me, go fuck Puffy
Now because of this mop that's on top
and fucked up head that I've got, I've gone pop?
The underground just around and did a 360
Now kids diss me and act like some big sissies
"Oh, he just did some with Missy,
so now he thinks he's too big to do some shit MC Get-Bizzy"
My fuckin bitch suin for ten million
She must want a dollar for every pill I've stealin
Shit, where the fuck you I picked up the habit?
All I had to do was go in her room and up her mattress
is it bitch, Mrs. Briggs or Ms. Mathers?
It doesn't matter you seconds of silence*} faggot!
Talkin I fabricated my past
He's just aggravated I ejaculate in his ass (Uhh!)
So tell me, the hell is a fella to do?
For million I make, another relative sues
fightin and fussin over who wants to invite me to supper
All the sudden, I got 90 cousins (Hey it's me!)
A and sister who never seen me
or even bothered to me until 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 walked to the
to buy this cheap-ass little magazine with a food
Skipped to the last page, right fast
and what do I see? A of my big white ass
Okay, let me give you motherfuckers help:
uhh, here - XL, DOUBLE XL
Now magazine shouldn't have so much trouble to sell
Ahh fuck it, even buy a couple myself

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