Luyện nghe bài hát Marshell Mathers

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

Yo, you might see me joggin, you might see me
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 quit barkin
(grrrr, ARF ARF) Or leanin out a window, with a cocked
up the block in the car that they shot 'Pac in
Lookin for Big's killers, dressed in
blue and red I don't see what the big deal is
Double barrel twelve bigger than Chris Wallace
Pissed off, cause and 'Pac just missed all this
Watchin all cheap imitations get rich off 'em
and get dollars that been there's like they switched wallets
And amidst all this Crist' and wristwatches
I had to sit back and watch and just get nauseous
and walk around with an empty bottle of Martin
startin shit like some skinny Cartman ("God damnit!")
I'm and Ricky Martin
with to kill N'Sync, don't get me started
These fuckin brats can't sing and garbage
What's this retarded? Gimme back my sixteen dollars
All I see is sissies in smiling
Whatever happened to out and bein violent?
Whatever happened to a good-ol' fashioned
passionate ass-whoopin and gettin shoes coat and your hat tooken?
New Kids on the Block, sucked a lot of
groups make me sick
And I wait 'til I catch all you faggots in public
love it.. (hahaha)
Vanilla Ice don't me (uh-uh)
Said some in Vibe to spite me (yup)
went and dyed his hair just like me (hehe)
A bunch of kids wanna swear just like me
and run around screamin, "I don't care, just me" (nah nah)
I I was put here to annoy the world
and destroy your little boy or girl
Plus I was put here to put fear in faggots who spray Root Beer
and themselves "Clowns" cause they look queer
Faggot2Dope and Gay
Claimin Detroit, when y'all live 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
after they out the back when they saw us and bugged out
(AHHH!) Ducked down and got shot at they truck, blaow!
Look at runnin your mouth again
when you ain't seen a Mile Road, South of 10
And I need help, from D-12, to beat up two females
in make-up, who may try to scratch me with Lee
"Slim Anus," you damn right, Slim
I don't get fucked in mine like you two little faggots!

Two: Eminem

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

Is it because you love me that y'all expect so 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 got, I've gone pop?
The just spunned around and did a 360
Now these kids diss me and act some big sissies
"Oh, he just did some shit Missy,
so now he he's too big to do some shit with MC Get-Bizzy"
My fuckin bitch mom's suin for ten
She must want a dollar for every pill I've been
Shit, where the fuck you think I 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!
about I fabricated my past
He's aggravated I won't ejaculate in his ass (Uhh!)
So me, what the hell is a fella to do?
For every I make, another relative sues
Family fightin and over who wants to invite me to supper
All the sudden, I got 90 some cousins (Hey me!)
A half-brother and who never seen me
or even to call me until they saw me on TV
Now everybody's so happy and
I'm finally to step foot in my girlfriend's house
Hey-hey! And then to top it off, I walked to the
to buy cheap-ass little magazine with a food stamp
to the last page, flipped right fast
and what do I see? A picture of my big ass
Okay, let me you motherfuckers some help:
uhh, here - XL, DOUBLE XL
Now magazine shouldn't have so much trouble to sell
Ahh fuck it, I'll even buy a couple

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