Luyện nghe bài hát Marshell Mathers

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

Yo, you see me joggin, you might see me walkin
You see me walkin a dead rottweiler dog
with it's head chopped off in the with a spiked collar
hollerin at him cause the son of a won't quit barkin
(grrrr, ARF ARF) Or leanin out a window, with a 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 barrel twelve gauge bigger than Wallace
Pissed off, cause Biggie and 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 poppin 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 anti-Backstreet and Martin
with to kill N'Sync, don't 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?
happened to catchin a good-ol' fashioned
passionate and gettin your shoes coat and your hat tooken?
New on the Block, sucked a lot of dick
Boy/girl make me sick
And I wait 'til I catch all you faggots in public
I'ma it.. (hahaha)
Vanilla Ice like me (uh-uh)
Said some shit in to spite 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 don't care, just me" (nah nah)
I I was put here to annoy the world
and destroy your 4-year-old boy or girl
Plus I was put here to put fear in faggots who Faygo Root Beer
and call themselves "Clowns" they look queer
Faggot2Dope and Gay
Claimin Detroit, when y'all live twenty miles (fuckin punks)
And I wrestle, I'll knock you fuckin faggots the fuck out
Ask 'em about the club they was at they snuck out
after they ducked out the back they saw us and bugged out
(AHHH!) Ducked down and got paintballs shot at truck, blaow!
Look at runnin your mouth again
you ain't seen a fuckin Mile Road, South of 10
And I don't help, from D-12, to beat up two females
in make-up, who may try to me with Lee Nails
"Slim Anus," you damn right, Slim
I get fucked in mine like you two little flaming faggots!

Chorus Eminem

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

Is it you love me that y'all expect so much of me?
You groupie bitch, get off me, go fuck Puffy
Now because of this mop that's on top
and this fucked up head I've got, I've gone pop?
The underground just spunned and did a 360
Now these kids me and act like some big sissies
"Oh, he just did some shit Missy,
so now he thinks he's too big to do some with MC Get-Bizzy"
My fuckin bitch suin for ten million
She must want a dollar for every I've been stealin
Shit, the fuck you think 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 {*several seconds of silence*} faggot!
Talkin about I fabricated my
He's just aggravated I won't in his ass (Uhh!)
So tell me, what the is a fella to do?
For every million I make, relative sues
Family fightin and fussin over who to invite me to supper
All the sudden, I got 90 some (Hey it's me!)
A half-brother and sister who seen me
or even bothered to me until they saw me on TV
Now everybody's so and proud
I'm allowed 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, right fast
and do I see? 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 it, I'll even buy a couple myself

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