Luyện nghe bài hát Marshell Mathers

You know I just get it
Last I was nobody
year I'm sellin records
Now everybody wants to come like I owe em somethin
Heh, the fuck you from me, ten million dollars?
Get the fuck out of

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

Yo, you see me joggin, you might see me walkin
You might see me walkin a rottweiler dog
with it's head chopped off in the park with a spiked
hollerin at him cause the son of a bitch won't quit
(grrrr, ARF ARF) Or leanin out a window, with a shotgun
Drivin up the block in the car they shot 'Pac in
Lookin for killers, dressed in ridiculous
and red like I don't see what the big deal is
Double barrel twelve gauge bigger than 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 this Crist' and wristwatches
I had to sit back and watch and just get nauseous
and around with an empty bottle of Remi Martin
startin shit like some 26-year-old skinny ("God damnit!")
I'm anti-Backstreet and Ricky
instincts to kill N'Sync, don't get me started
These fuckin can't sing and Britney's garbage
What's this bitch Gimme back my sixteen dollars
All I see is sissies in smiling
Whatever happened to out and bein violent?
Whatever to catchin a good-ol' fashioned
passionate ass-whoopin and gettin your shoes coat and hat tooken?
New on the Block, sucked a lot of dick
groups make me sick
And I can't wait 'til I catch all you in public
I'ma it.. (hahaha)
Ice don't like me (uh-uh)
Said some shit in Vibe to me (yup)
Then went and dyed his hair like me (hehe)
A bunch of little wanna swear just like me
and run around screamin, "I care, just bite me" (nah nah)
I think I was put to annoy the world
and destroy little 4-year-old boy or girl
Plus I was put to put fear in faggots who spray Faygo Root Beer
and call themselves "Clowns" cause they queer
and Silent Gay
Claimin Detroit, when live twenty miles away (fuckin punks)
And I don't wrestle, I'll knock you fuckin faggots the out
Ask 'em about the club was at when they snuck out
they ducked out the back when they saw us and bugged out
(AHHH!) Ducked down and got paintballs at they truck, blaow!
Look at y'all runnin your again
you ain't seen a fuckin Mile Road, South of 10
And I don't need help, from D-12, to up two females
in make-up, who may try to me with Lee Nails
"Slim Anus," you damn right, Anus
I get fucked in mine like you two little flaming faggots!

Chorus Two:

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

Is it because you me that y'all expect so much of me?
You groupie bitch, get off me, go fuck Puffy
Now because of this blonde mop on top
and this fucked up head that I've got, gone pop?
The just spunned around and did a 360
Now these 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 some shit MC Get-Bizzy"
My fuckin bitch suin for ten million
She must a dollar for every pill I've been stealin
Shit, where the you think I picked up the habit?
All I had to do was go in her and lift up her mattress
Which is it bitch, Mrs. Briggs or Ms.
It doesn't matter you {*several seconds of faggot!
Talkin I fabricated my past
He's just aggravated I won't in his ass (Uhh!)
So tell me, the hell is a fella to do?
For every I make, another relative sues
Family and fussin over who wants to invite me to supper
All the sudden, I got 90 some (Hey it's me!)
A half-brother and who never seen me
or bothered to call me until they saw me on TV
Now everybody's so and proud
I'm finally allowed to step foot in my house
Hey-hey! And then to top it off, I to the newsstand
to buy this cheap-ass little with a food stamp
Skipped to the page, flipped right fast
and what do I see? A of my big white ass
Okay, let me you motherfuckers some help:
uhh, - DOUBLE XL, DOUBLE XL
Now your magazine have so much trouble to sell
Ahh fuck it, I'll buy a couple myself

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