Luyện nghe bài hát Marshell Mathers

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

You see I'm, just Mathers (Marshall Mathers)
I'm a regular guy,
I know why all the fuss about me (fuss about me)
ever gave a fuck before,
all they did was doubt me (did was me)
Now wanna run they mouth
and try to take shots at me (take at me)

Yo, you see me joggin, you might see me walkin
You see me walkin a dead rottweiler dog
with it's head off in the park with a spiked collar
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 that they shot in
Lookin for killers, dressed in ridiculous
blue and red like I don't see what the big is
Double barrel twelve gauge bigger than Wallace
off, cause Biggie and 'Pac just missed all this
Watchin all these imitations get rich off 'em
and get dollars that been there's like they switched wallets
And amidst all this Crist' poppin and
I had to sit and just watch and just get nauseous
and walk around with an empty of Remi Martin
startin like some 26-year-old skinny Cartman ("God damnit!")
I'm anti-Backstreet and Ricky
instincts to kill N'Sync, don't get me started
These brats can't sing and Britney's garbage
What's bitch retarded? Gimme back my sixteen dollars
All I see is in magazines smiling
Whatever to whylin out and bein violent?
Whatever happened to a good-ol' fashioned
passionate ass-whoopin and gettin your coat and your hat tooken?
New on the Block, sucked a lot of dick
groups make me sick
And I can't wait I catch all you faggots in public
love it.. (hahaha)
Vanilla Ice don't me (uh-uh)
Said some shit in to spite me (yup)
went and dyed his hair just like me (hehe)
A bunch of little kids wanna swear just me
and run screamin, "I don't care, just bite me" (nah nah)
I think I was put here to annoy the
and destroy your little boy or girl
Plus I was put here to put fear in faggots who spray Faygo Beer
and call themselves "Clowns" cause they look
and Silent Gay
Claimin Detroit, y'all live twenty miles away (fuckin punks)
And I wrestle, I'll knock you fuckin faggots the fuck out
Ask 'em about the club they was at when they out
after ducked out the back when they saw us and bugged out
(AHHH!) Ducked down and got shot at they truck, blaow!
Look at y'all runnin your mouth
when you ain't 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 scratch me with Lee
"Slim Anus," you damn right, Anus
I don't get fucked in mine like you two flaming faggots!

Two: Eminem

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

Is it you love me that y'all expect so much of me?
You little groupie bitch, get off me, go fuck
Now because of this mop that's on top
and this up head that I've got, I've gone pop?
The underground just spunned and did a 360
Now these diss me and act like some big sissies
"Oh, he just did some shit Missy,
so now he thinks too big to do some shit with MC Get-Bizzy"
My fuckin bitch mom's for ten million
She must want a dollar for every pill 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
Which is it bitch, Mrs. Briggs or Ms.
It matter you {*several seconds of silence*} faggot!
Talkin about I fabricated my
He's just aggravated I won't in his ass (Uhh!)
So tell me, the hell is a fella to do?
For every million I make, another relative
Family fightin and fussin over who wants to invite me to
All the sudden, I got 90 some (Hey it's me!)
A and sister who never seen me
or even to call me until they saw me on TV
Now so happy and proud
I'm finally to step foot in my girlfriend's house
Hey-hey! And then to top it off, I to the newsstand
to buy this cheap-ass little magazine with a stamp
Skipped to the last page, flipped right
and what do I A picture of my big white ass
Okay, let me give you some help:
uhh, here - DOUBLE XL, XL
Now your magazine shouldn't have so much to sell
Ahh fuck it, I'll even buy a couple

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