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