Luyện nghe bài hát Marshell Mathers

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

You see I'm, just Marshall (Marshall Mathers)
I'm a regular guy,
I don't know why all the fuss about me (fuss me)
Nobody ever a fuck before,
all they did was doubt me (did was me)
Now everybody wanna run they
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 dead dog
with it's head chopped off in the park with a collar
hollerin at him cause the son of a bitch won't barkin
(grrrr, ARF ARF) Or leanin out a window, with a cocked
Drivin up the block in the car that shot 'Pac in
Lookin for killers, dressed in ridiculous
blue and red like I don't see the big deal is
Double twelve gauge bigger than Chris 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' poppin and
I had to sit and just watch and just get nauseous
and walk around with an bottle of Remi Martin
startin shit like some skinny Cartman ("God damnit!")
I'm and Ricky Martin
with instincts to kill N'Sync, don't get me
These brats can't sing and Britney's garbage
this bitch retarded? Gimme back my sixteen dollars
All I see is sissies in smiling
Whatever happened to whylin out and bein
Whatever happened to a good-ol' fashioned
passionate ass-whoopin and gettin your coat and your hat tooken?
New Kids on the Block, a lot of dick
groups make me sick
And I can't wait 'til I 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 just like me (hehe)
A of little kids wanna swear just like me
and run around screamin, "I don't care, 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 themselves "Clowns" they look queer
and Silent Gay
Claimin Detroit, when y'all twenty miles away (fuckin punks)
And I don't wrestle, I'll you fuckin faggots the fuck out
Ask 'em the club they was at when they snuck out
after they out the back when they saw us and bugged out
(AHHH!) down and got paintballs shot at they truck, blaow!
at y'all runnin your mouth again
when you ain't a fuckin Mile Road, South of 10
And I don't need help, D-12, to beat 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 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 about me (you talk about me)
Come and see me on the alone
if you assholes doubt me (assholes me)
And if you run your mouth
then come take your best shot at me (your shot at me)

Is it because you love me that y'all so much of me?
You little groupie bitch, get off me, go fuck
Now because of this blonde mop on top
and this fucked up head that I've got, I've gone
The underground just 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 thinks he's too big to do some with MC Get-Bizzy"
My fuckin bitch mom's 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 and lift up her mattress
is it bitch, Mrs. Briggs or Ms. Mathers?
It doesn't matter you seconds of silence*} faggot!
Talkin about I my past
He's just aggravated I won't in his ass (Uhh!)
So tell me, the hell is a fella to do?
For million I make, another relative sues
Family fightin and fussin over who wants to invite me to
All the sudden, I got 90 some cousins (Hey me!)
A half-brother and sister who never me
or even to call me until they saw me on TV
Now everybody's so happy and
I'm finally allowed to foot in my girlfriend's house
Hey-hey! And then to top it off, I walked to the
to buy this cheap-ass little magazine with a stamp
to the last page, flipped right fast
and what do I see? A picture of my big ass
Okay, let me give you some help:
uhh, here - DOUBLE XL, XL
Now your magazine shouldn't so much trouble to sell
Ahh fuck it, I'll even buy a myself

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