Luyện nghe bài hát Marshell Mathers

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

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

Yo, you might see me joggin, you might see me
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 won't quit barkin
(grrrr, ARF ARF) Or out a window, with a cocked shotgun
Drivin up the block in the car that they 'Pac in
Lookin for Big's killers, dressed in
blue and red like I don't see what the big is
Double twelve gauge bigger than Chris Wallace
Pissed off, cause and 'Pac just missed all this
Watchin all these cheap get rich off 'em
and get that shoulda been there's like they switched wallets
And amidst all this Crist' and wristwatches
I had to sit back and just and just get nauseous
and around with an empty bottle of Remi Martin
startin shit like some 26-year-old Cartman ("God damnit!")
I'm and Ricky Martin
with instincts to kill N'Sync, get me started
These fuckin brats can't sing and Britney's
What's this bitch retarded? Gimme my sixteen dollars
All I see is sissies in magazines
Whatever happened to out and bein violent?
Whatever happened to a good-ol' fashioned
passionate ass-whoopin and gettin your shoes coat and your hat
New Kids on the Block, a lot of dick
Boy/girl groups 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 shit in Vibe to spite me (yup)
went and dyed his hair just like me (hehe)
A bunch of little kids swear just like me
and run screamin, "I don't care, just bite me" (nah nah)
I think I was put to annoy the world
and your little 4-year-old boy or girl
Plus I was put here to put fear in faggots who spray Faygo Root
and call "Clowns" cause they look queer
Faggot2Dope and Gay
Detroit, when y'all live twenty miles away (fuckin punks)
And I don't wrestle, knock you fuckin faggots the fuck out
Ask 'em about the club was at when they snuck out
after they ducked out the back when saw us and bugged out
(AHHH!) Ducked down and got paintballs shot at truck, blaow!
Look at y'all runnin mouth 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 Lee Nails
"Slim Anus," you right, Slim Anus
I don't get fucked in mine like you two flaming faggots!

Chorus Two:

Cause I'm, just 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 streets
if you assholes doubt me (assholes me)
And if you wanna run your
then come take your best shot at me (your shot at me)

Is it you love me that y'all expect so much of me?
You little bitch, get off me, go fuck Puffy
Now because of this blonde mop on top
and this fucked up head I've got, I've gone pop?
The underground spunned around and did a 360
Now these kids me and act like some big sissies
"Oh, he just did some with Missy,
so now he he's too big to do some shit with MC Get-Bizzy"
My bitch mom's suin for ten million
She must want a dollar for every pill I've stealin
Shit, where the you think I picked up the habit?
All I had to do was go in her room and lift up her
is it bitch, Mrs. Briggs or Ms. Mathers?
It matter you {*several seconds of silence*} 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 fightin and fussin over who wants to invite me to
All the sudden, I got 90 cousins (Hey it's me!)
A half-brother and sister who never me
or even bothered to call me they saw me on TV
Now everybody's so happy and
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 magazine a food stamp
Skipped to the last page, right fast
and what do I A picture of my big white ass
Okay, let me give you motherfuckers help:
uhh, - DOUBLE XL, DOUBLE XL
Now your magazine shouldn't have so much to sell
Ahh fuck it, I'll buy a couple myself

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