I don't dude I think everyone's all jealous and shit 'cause I'm like the singer of a band dude And I think everyone's got a fuckin' with me dude And need to take 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 blow they that I'll be the man All because I'm the lead of my band
So I get off stage and drop the mic up to the hot chicks and I'm all like "Sup ladies, my name's Shady. I'm the singer in D12 baby" They're all "Oh my God it's him" "Becky oh my God it's Eminem" "I swear to fuckin' God dude you rock" "Please please let me suck your cock" And by now the of the fellas get jealous Especially when I drop the beat and do my All the chicks start yellin', all the hot Throw bras and their shirt and their panties on stage So like every single night they a fight with me But we fight it's kinda like sibling rivalry Cuz they're back on stage the next night me Dude I think you're tryna steal the light from me Yesterday Kuniva to pull a knife on me 'Cause I told him Jessica my wife to be This rock star shit, the life for me And all the other just despise me because
These chicks don't even know the of my band But they're all on me like they wanna hands 'Cause once I blow know that I'll be the man All because I'm the singer of my band My My My My My My My My
You just wanna see a backwards don't you Hey dad how come we 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, yous a And no I'm (oh I thought you was Kuniva) What the hell is wrong that dressing room my shit is lookin' smaller than a decimal See I know how to rap, see it's but All I did was read a Russell book So I'm intect, tryna get on the map jumpin jacks whilin' get whipped on my back
Look at Em little punk ass he the shit 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 for soundcheck Man I ain't goin' to But our mics are screwed up and his sound best You what man I'ma 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 me up when we s'posed to be crew When I was bout to right after you I swear, I man
These chicks don't even know the name of my But they're all on me like they hold hands 'Cause once I blow they know I'll be the man All because I'm the singer of my band
They say the singers rock, but the group does not Once we out arenas to the amusement park I'm gonna let the world know proof is hot I cut his mic off when the musics starts Ready to on a dumbass fan Every time I (Hey dude I love your band) We ain't a band bitch we play instruments So why he get 90 and we only get ten And these guys they can find every code
Bitch carry own make it to the stage, security in my way (Who the fuck are you? Obie and Dre?!)
Goddammit I'm sick of this for me to go solo and make some loot I told you I made the beats and wrote all the Till Kon Artist me some crack Lose Yourself video I was in the Superman I was in the back the media, I got some 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, bitches think I'm (hey sexy) 50 me to do situps to get buff I did two and a half and then I get up Fuck D12, I'm this band I'm gonna start a group the real Roxanne
Girl why cant you see your the one for me And it tears my ass apart to know that you don't know my name
chicks don't even know the name of my band(ha ha) But all on me like they wanna hold hands(Fuck Marshall) Cuz once I blow I know that be the man All I'm the lead singer of my band My My My My My My My My My
The hottest boy band in the D12! I'm the singer of my band, I get all the girl's to take off their And the lead singer of my band, my Makes all the girl's wan to dance My salsa, look out for my next single, called My Salsa My salsa, salsa, salsa, salsa, my Makes all the pretty wan to dance And take off their My salsa all the pretty girls wan to dance And take off underpants, my salsa (Where'd go?)