Luyện nghe bài hát Marshell Mathers

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

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

Yo, you might see me joggin, you might see me
You see me walkin 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 won't barkin
(grrrr, ARF ARF) Or leanin out a window, a cocked shotgun
Drivin up the block in the car that they shot in
Lookin for killers, dressed in ridiculous
blue and red like I see what the big deal is
Double barrel twelve gauge bigger than Chris
Pissed off, cause Biggie and 'Pac missed all this
Watchin all these cheap imitations get off 'em
and get dollars that been there's like they switched wallets
And all this Crist' poppin and wristwatches
I had to sit back and just watch and get nauseous
and walk around an empty bottle of Remi Martin
shit like some 26-year-old skinny Cartman ("God damnit!")
I'm anti-Backstreet and Martin
with instincts to N'Sync, don't get me started
These fuckin brats can't and Britney's garbage
What's this retarded? Gimme back my sixteen dollars
All I see is in magazines smiling
Whatever happened to whylin out and bein
Whatever to catchin a good-ol' fashioned
passionate ass-whoopin and gettin your shoes and your hat tooken?
New on the Block, sucked a lot of dick
Boy/girl groups me sick
And I can't wait 'til I all you faggots in public
love it.. (hahaha)
Vanilla Ice don't me (uh-uh)
some shit in Vibe to spite me (yup)
Then went and dyed his hair like me (hehe)
A bunch of little wanna swear just like me
and run around screamin, "I don't care, bite me" (nah nah)
I think I was put here to the world
and destroy your 4-year-old boy or girl
Plus I was put here to put fear in faggots who spray Faygo Beer
and themselves "Clowns" cause they look queer
Faggot2Dope and Gay
Claimin Detroit, when y'all live twenty away (fuckin punks)
And I wrestle, I'll knock you fuckin faggots the fuck out
Ask 'em about the club was at when they snuck out
after 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 mouth
when you ain't seen a 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 me with Lee Nails
"Slim Anus," you damn right, Anus
I don't get fucked in mine like you two flaming faggots!

Two: Eminem

Cause I'm, just 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 streets
if you doubt me (assholes doubt me)
And if you wanna run mouth
then come take 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 blonde mop on top
and this fucked up head that got, I've gone pop?
The underground just spunned and did a 360
Now these kids me and act like some big sissies
"Oh, he did some shit with Missy,
so now he thinks he's too big to do shit with MC Get-Bizzy"
My fuckin bitch mom's for ten million
She must want a dollar for every pill I've stealin
Shit, where the fuck you think I 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 you {*several seconds of silence*} faggot!
Talkin I fabricated my past
He's just aggravated I won't in his ass (Uhh!)
So tell me, what the is a fella to do?
For million I make, another relative sues
Family fightin and fussin over who wants to me to supper
All the sudden, I got 90 some (Hey it's me!)
A half-brother and who never seen me
or even bothered to call me they saw me on TV
Now everybody's so and proud
I'm allowed to step foot in my girlfriend's house
Hey-hey! And then to top it off, I to the newsstand
to buy this cheap-ass little with a food stamp
Skipped to the page, flipped right fast
and what do I see? A picture of my big ass
Okay, let me give you motherfuckers some
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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