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

You see I'm, Marshall Mathers
I'm just a regular guy, I don't why all the fuss about me
Nobody ever a fuck before all they did was doubt me
Now everybody wanna run their mouth and try to take at me

Yo, you see me joggin', you might see me walkin'
You might see me a dead rottweiler dog
With it's head chopped off in the with a spiked collar
at him 'cause the son of a bitch won't quit barkin'

Or leanin' out a window, with a shotgun
up the block in the car that they shot 'Pac in
Lookin' for Big's killers, dressed in
Blue and red like I don't see what the big is

Double barrel twelve gauge, of Chris Wallace
Pissed off Biggie and 'Pac just missed all this
Watchin' all these cheap imitations get off 'em
And get dollars that shoulda been there's they switched wallets

And amidst all Crist' poppin' and wrist watches
I had to sit back and just watch and just get
And walk around with an empty of Remi Martin
Startin' like some 26 year old skinny Cartman

I'm anti-Backstreet and Martin
With instincts to N'Sync, don't get me started
These fuckin' brats sing and Britney's garbage
What's this bitch retarded? Gimme back my dollars

All I see is in magazines smiling
Whatever happened to out and bein' violent?
Whatever to catchin' a good ol' fashioned
Passionate ass-whoopin' and gettin' shoes coat
And hat tooken?

New Kids on the Block, a lot of dick
groups make me sick
And I can't wait 'til I all you faggots in public
love it

Vanilla Ice like me
Said some shit in to spite me
went and dyed his hair just like me
A bunch of little wanna swear just like me

And run around screamin, "I don't care, bite me"
I think I was put here to the world
And your little 4 year old boy or girl
Plus I was put here to put fear in who spray Faygo Root Beer
And call themselves, clowns, they look queer

Faggot2Dope and Gay
Claimin' Detroit, when y'all live twenty miles
And I don't wrestle, I'll knock you fuckin' faggots the out
Ask 'em about the club they was at when snuck out

they ducked out the back when they saw us and bugged out
Ducked down and got paintballs shot at truck, blaow
Look at y'all runnin' your again
When you ain't seen a fuckin' Mile Road, of 10

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 right, Slim Anus
I don't get fucked in mine like you two flaming faggots

'Cause I'm just Marshall
I'm not a wrestler guy, I'll you out if you talk about me
Come and see me on the streets alone if you doubt me
And if you wanna run your mouth then come take best shot at me

Is it because you me that y'all expect so much of me?
You little groupie bitch, get off me, go Puffy
Now because of blonde mop that's on top
And this fucked up head that I've got, I've gone

The just spunned around and did a 360
Now kids diss me and act like some big sissies
"Oh, he did some shit with Missy
So now he thinks he's too big to do shit with MC Get-Bizzy"

My fuckin' bitch mom's for ten million
She must a dollar for every pill I've been stealin'
Shit, where the fuck you 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 faggot
Talkin' I fabricated my past
just aggravated I won't ejaculate in his ass

So tell me, the hell is a fella to do?
For every million I make, relative sues
fightin' and fussin' over who wants to invite me to supper
All the sudden, I got cousins
(Hey, me)

A and sister who never seen me
Or even bothered to me until they saw me on TV
Now so happy and proud
I'm allowed to step foot in my girlfriend's house

Hey, hey and then to top it off, I walked to the
To buy this cheap-ass little with a food stamp
to the last page, flipped right fast
And what do I A picture of my big white ass

Okay, let me give you motherfuckers some
Uhh, double XL, double XL
Now your magazine shouldn't have so much to sell
Ahh fuck it, I'll buy a couple myself

I'm, just Marshall Mathers
I'm just a regular guy, I don't know why all the fuss me
Nobody ever a fuck before, all they did was doubt me
Now everybody wanna run they mouth and take at me

I'm, just Marshall Mathers
I'm just a regular guy, I don't know why all the fuss me
Nobody ever gave a fuck before, all did was doubt me
Now everybody wanna run they mouth and take at me