I know dude I think everyone's all jealous and shit I'm like the lead singer of a band dude And I think everyone's got a problem with me dude And need to take it up with me after the show
These chicks don't know the name of my band But they're all on me like they hold hands 'Cause once I blow know that I'll be the man All because I'm the singer of my band
So I get off stage right and the mic Walk up to the hot and I'm all like "Sup ladies, my Slim Shady. I'm the singer in D12 baby" They're all like "Oh my God him" "Becky oh my fuckin' God Eminem" "I swear to God dude you fuckin' rock" "Please please let me suck your cock" And by now the rest of the fellas get Especially when I drop the beat and do my All the chicks yellin', all the hot babes Throw their bras and their shirt and their on stage So like single night they pick a fight with me But when we fight it's kinda like sibling Cuz they're back on the next night with me Dude I just think 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, it's the for me And all the guys just despise me because
chicks don't even know the name of my band But they're all on me like they hold hands 'Cause once I blow know that I'll be the man All because I'm the lead 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 don't rap on Smash these vocals and do a But we in the van and he in a bus You don't want my autograph, yous a And no I'm Swift (oh I you was Kuniva) What the hell is with that dressing room 'Cause my shit is lookin' 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 he the shit Yeah I know man find takin on a flick Hey I thought we had an interview with DJ No I had an not you two You be late for soundcheck Man I ain't to soundcheck But our mics are up and his always sound best You know what man I'ma say Hey yo Em You got to say?! Man no I thought you bout to him off, what's 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 know the name of my band But they're all on me like wanna hold hands 'Cause I blow they know that 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 that is hot I should cut his mic off the musics starts Ready to snap on a 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 every code
Bitch your own Can't make it to the stage, in my way (Who the fuck are Where's Obie and Dre?!)
I'm sick 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 some Yourself video I was in the back Superman 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?) Bitch are you Anyway I'm the guy in the group 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 the only one for me And it just tears my ass apart to know you don't know my name
These chicks don't even the name of my band(ha ha) But they're all on me they wanna hold hands(Fuck Marshall) Cuz once I blow I know I'll 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 lead singer of my band, I get all the girl's to off their And the lead of my band, my salsa all the pretty girl's wan to dance My salsa, out for my next single, it's called My Salsa My salsa, salsa, salsa, salsa, my all the pretty girls wan to dance And off their underpants My salsa makes all the girls wan to dance And take off their underpants, my (Where'd go?)