I don't know I think everyone's all jealous and shit 'cause I'm the lead singer of a band dude And I think everyone's got a fuckin' problem me dude And they need to it up with me after the show
These chicks don't even know the name of my But they're all on me like they wanna hold 'Cause once I they know that I'll be the man All I'm the lead singer of my band
So I get off stage right and the mic Walk up to the hot chicks and I'm all "Sup ladies, my name's Shady. I'm the singer in D12 baby" all like "Oh my God it's him" "Becky oh my God it's Eminem" "I swear to fuckin' God you fuckin' rock" "Please please let me suck your cock" And by now the of the fellas get jealous Especially when I drop the and do my acapellas All the chicks start yellin', all the hot Throw their bras and their shirt and their on stage So like every single night pick a fight with me But when we fight kinda like sibling rivalry Cuz they're back on the next night with me I just think you're tryna steal the light from me Yesterday Kuniva tried to pull a on me I told him Jessica Alba's my wife to be This star shit, it's the life for me And all the other guys despise me because
These chicks don't even the name of my band But they're all on me like they wanna hold 'Cause once I blow they know that be the man All because I'm the lead of my band My My My My My My My My
You wanna see a nigga backwards don't you Hey dad how we don't rap on Protools Smash vocals and do a performance But we in the van and he in a bus You don't want my autograph, a liar And no I'm Swift (oh I you was Kuniva) What the hell is wrong that dressing room 'Cause my shit is smaller than a decimal See I know how to rap, see simple but All I did was a Russell Simmons book So I'm intect, tryna get on the map Doin' jumpin jacks get whipped on my back
Look at Em little punk ass thinkin' he the Yeah I know man find himself on a flick Hey I thought we had an interview DJ Clue No I had an not you two You gonna be late for Man I ain't goin' to But our are screwed up and his always sound best You know what man say somethin Hey yo Em You got to say?! Man no I thought you bout to tell him off, up Man tell him when I feel like it, man shut up And you ain't even back me up when we s'posed to be When I was bout to right after you I swear, I man
These don't even know the name of my band But they're all on me like they hold hands 'Cause once I blow they that I'll be the man All because I'm the singer of my band
They say the lead singers rock, but the does not Once we out arenas to the amusement park I'm let the world know that proof is hot I cut his mic off when the musics starts Ready to snap on a fan Every time I hear (Hey I love your band) We a band bitch we don't play instruments So why he get 90 and we only get ten And guys they can find every area code
Bitch your own Can't it to the stage, security in my way (Who the fuck are Where's Obie and Dre?!)
Goddammit I'm of this group Time for me to go and make some loot I told you I made the and wrote all the raps Till Kon Artist slipped me crack Lose video I was in the back Superman I was in the back Fuck the media, I got suggestions Fuck Marshall, ask us the who's D12, how we get started (What Eminem?) are you retarded? Anyway I'm the popularest guy in the Big ass stomach, bitches I'm cute (hey sexy) 50 me to do situps to get buff I did two and a half and I couldn't get up D12, I'm outta this band I'm gonna start a group the real Roxanne
Girl why cant you see the only one for me And it just tears my ass apart to know that you know my name
These chicks don't even the name of my band(ha ha) But all on me like they wanna hold hands(Fuck Marshall) Cuz once I I know that I'll be the man All because I'm the singer of my band My My My My My My My My My
The hottest boy band in the D12! I'm the lead of my band, I get all the girl's to take off their And the singer of my band, my salsa Makes all the pretty wan to dance My salsa, look out for my next single, it's called My My salsa, salsa, salsa, salsa, my all the pretty girls wan to dance And take off underpants My salsa all the pretty girls wan to dance And off their underpants, my salsa (Where'd go?)