Luyện nghe bài hát Marshall Mathers

You I just don't get it
Last I was nobody
This year I'm records
Now wants to come around like I owe 'em somethin'
The you want from me, ten million dollars?
Get the fuck out of

You see I'm just Mathers (Marshall Mathers)
I'm just a guy,
I know why all the fuss about me (fuss about me)
Nobody gave a fuck before,
All did was doubt me (did was doubt me)
Now everybody want to run mouth
And take shots at me (take at me)

Yo, you might see me joggin', you might see me
You might see me walkin' a dead dog
With it's head chopped off in the with a spiked collar
Hollerin' at him cause the son of a bitch won't quit
Or leanin' out a window, with a shotgun
Drivin' up the block in the car that shot 'Pac in
Lookin' for Big's killers, dressin'
Blue and red I don't see what the big deal is
Double barrel twelve gauge thinkin' of Chris
Pissed off, cause Biggie and 'Pac just missed all
Watchin' all these cheap get rich off 'em
And get dollars that should of been there's they switched wallets
And amidst all Crist' poppin' and wristwatches
I had to sit and just watch and just get nauseous
And walk around with an empty bottle of Remi
Startin' shit like some twenty-six-year-old Cartman ("God damnit!")
I'm and Ricky Martin
With instincts to kill N'Sync, don't get me
These fuckin' brats can't sing and garbage
What's this bitch retarded? Gimme back my sixteen
All I see is sissies in smiling
Whatever to whylin' out and bein' violent?
happened to catchin' a good-ol' fashioned
Passionate ass-whoopin' and gettin' your shoes coat and your hat
New on the Block, sucked a lot of dick
Boy-girl groups make me
And I can't wait 'til I all you fagots in public
I'm a it (ha ha ha)

Vanilla Ice don't me (uh-uh)
Said some shit in to spite me (yup)
Then went and dyed his hair just me (he he)
A bunch of little kids to swear just like me
And run around screamin', "I care, just bite me" (nah nah)
I I was put here to annoy the world
And destroy your little four-year-old boy or
Plus I was put here to put fear in fagots who spray Root Beer
And themselves "Clowns" cause they look queer
Fagot you to Dope and Gay
Claimin' Detroit, when y'all live twenty away (fuckin' punks)
And I wrestle, I'll knock you fuckin' fagots the fuck out
Ask 'em about the club they was at they snuck out
After ducked out the back when they saw us and bugged out
(Ah!) Ducked down and got paint shot at they truck, blaow!
Look at y'all your mouth again
When you ain't seen a Mile Road, south of ten
And I don't need help, from D-12, to up two females
In make-up, who may try to scratch me with Lee
"Slim Anus," you damn right, Anus
I get fucked in mine like you two little flaming fagots!

I'm, just Marshall Mathers (Marshall Mathers)
I'm not a guy,
I'll knock you out if you talk about me (you about me)
Come and see me on the alone
If you assholes me (assholes doubt me)
And if you to run your mouth
Then come take your best at me (your best shot at me)

Is it you love me that y'all expect so much of me?
You groupie bitch, get off me, go fuck Puffy
Now because of this blond mop on top
And this up head that I've got, I've gone pop?
The underground spunned around and did a three sixty
Now kids dis me and act like some big sissies
"Oh, he did some shit with Missy,
So now he thinks too big to do some shit with M-C Get-Bizzy"
My fuckin' bitch mom's suin' for ten
She must want a dollar for every I've been stealin'
Shit, where the you think I picked up the habit?
All I had to do was go in her room and up her mattress
is it bitch, Mrs. Briggs or Ms. Mathers?
It doesn't you fagot!
about I fabricated my past
He's just aggravated I ejaculate in his ass (Uh!)
So tell me, what the is a fella to do?
For every million I make, another relative
Family fightin' and fussin' over who to invite me to supper
All the sudden, I got cousins (Hey it's me!)
A and sister who never seen me
Or even to call me until they saw me on T-V
Now everybody's so happy and
I'm finally allowed to step foot in my house
Hey-hey! And to top it off, I walked to the newsstand
To buy this cheap-ass little with a food stamp
Skipped to the last page, flipped right
And what do I see? A of my big white ass
Okay, let me give you some help
Uh, here, X-L, double X-L
Now your shouldn't have so much trouble to sell
Ah it, I'll even buy a couple myself

I'm just Marshall Mathers (Marshall Mathers)
I'm just a guy,
I don't know why all the fuss me (fuss about me)
ever gave a fuck before,
All they did was doubt me (did was me)
Now everybody want to run mouth
And take shots at me (take at me)

'Cause I'm Marshall Mathers (Marshall Mathers)
I'm just a guy,
I don't know why all the fuss me (fuss about me)
Nobody ever a fuck before,
All they did was doubt me (did was me)
Now everybody to run they mouth
And take at me (take shots at me)