I know dude I think everyone's all jealous and 'cause I'm like the lead singer of a band dude And I think everyone's got a fuckin' with me dude And they need to take it up with me after the
These chicks don't even know the name of my But they're all on me like wanna hold hands 'Cause once I blow they know I'll be the man All because I'm the singer of my band
So I get off right 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 like "Oh my God him" "Becky oh my fuckin' God Eminem" "I swear to God dude you fuckin' rock" "Please Marshall please let me 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 their bras and their shirt and their on stage So like every single night they a fight with me But when we it's kinda like sibling rivalry Cuz they're back on the next night with me Dude I just think you're steal the light from me Yesterday Kuniva tried to a knife on me 'Cause I told him Alba's my wife to be This rock star shit, it's the for me And all the other guys just 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 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 we don't rap on Protools Smash these 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 Swift (oh I you was Kuniva) What the hell is with that dressing room my shit is lookin' smaller than a decimal See I know how to rap, see simple but All I did was read a Russell Simmons So I'm intect, tryna get on the map Doin' jacks whilin' get whipped on my back
at Em little punk ass thinkin' he the shit Yeah I man find himself takin on a flick Hey I thought we had an interview DJ Clue No I had an not you two You be late for soundcheck Man I ain't goin' to But our mics are up and his always sound best You what 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 tell him when I like it, man shut up And you even back me up when we s'posed to be crew When I was to talk 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 wanna hands 'Cause once I blow they know I'll be the man All because I'm the lead singer of my
They say the singers rock, but the group does not Once we sold out arenas to the amusement I'm gonna let the know that proof is hot I should cut his mic off when the musics Ready to on a dumbass fan Every time I hear (Hey I love your band) We ain't a band bitch we don't play So why he get 90 and we get ten percent And these guys they can find area code
Bitch carry own make it to the stage, security in my way (Who the fuck are Where's Obie and Dre?!)
I'm sick of this group Time for me to go solo and make some I told you I the beats and wrote all the raps 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 who's D12, how we get started (What Eminem?) Bitch are you Anyway I'm the guy in the group Big ass stomach, bitches I'm cute (hey sexy) 50 told me to do to get buff I did two and a half and I couldn't get up Fuck D12, I'm this band I'm gonna start a group with the real
Girl why you see your the only one for me And it just tears my ass apart to know 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 they wanna hands(Fuck Marshall) Cuz once I blow I know I'll be the man All because I'm the singer of my band My My My My My My My My My
The boy band in the world D12! I'm the lead of my band, I get all the girl's to take off their And the lead singer of my band, my Makes all the pretty girl's wan to 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 makes all the pretty wan to dance And off their underpants, my salsa (Where'd go?)