Luyện nghe bài hát My Band

I don't know
I think everyone's all jealous and shit 'cuz I'm like the singer of a band dude
And I think everyone's got a fucking problem with me
And they need to take it up with me after the

Because these chicks don't even know the of my band
But they're all on me they wanna hold hands
'Cuz once I blow know that I'll be the man
All because I'm the singer of my band

So I get off stage and drop the mic
up to the hot chicks and I'm all like
"'Sup ladies, my name's Slim
I'm the singer in D12 baby"
They're all like "Oh my god him"
"Becky, oh my fuckin' god Eminem"
"I to fucking god dude you fuckin' rock"
"Please Marshall, let me suck your cock"
And by now the rest of the get jealous
when I drop the beat and do my acapellas
All the start yellin',
All the hot babes their bras, and their shirt, and their panties on stage
So like single night they pick a fight with me
But when we fight it's kinda sibling rivalry
'Cuz they're back on stage the next night me
Dude I just think you're tryna' the light from me
Yesterday Kuniva tried to pull a on me
Cause I told him Alba's my wife to be
rock star shit, it's the life for me
And all the other guys despise me

Because these chicks don't even the name of my band
But they're all on me like wanna hold hands
'Cuz once I they know that I'll be the man
All because I'm the singer of my band

You just see a nigga backwards don't you
Hey dad how we don't rap on Protools
Smash these vocals and do a
But we in the van and he in a bus
You want my autograph, you's a liar
And no I'm (oh I thought you was Kuniva)
What the hell is wrong with that dressing
'Cuz my shit is looking smaller than a
See I how to rap, see it's simple
But, all I did was read a Russell Simmons
So I'm more intact, get on the map
Doin' jumping jacks get whipped on my back

and Kon Artist]
Look at Em punk ass thinkin' he the shit
I know man find himself taking on a flick
Hey, I thought we had an interview with DJ
([Em:] No I had an not you two)
You gonna be late for
Man, I ain't to soundcheck
But our are screwed up, and his always sound best
You what, man I'ma say something
Hey, yo Em
(You got to say?)
Man, no
I thought you to tell him off, what's up?
Man, I'ma tell him when I feel like it, man up
And you ain't even back me up we s'posed to be crew
When I was bout to talk after you
I swear, I man

These don't even know the name of my band
But they're all on me like they hold hands
'Cuz once I blow know that I'll be the man
All I'm the lead singer of my band

They say the lead singers rock, but the does not
we sold out arenas to the amusement park
I'm gonna let the know that proof is hot
I should cut his mic off when the musics
to snap on a dumb ass fan
Every time I hear, "Hey dude, I love band"
We ain't a band, bitch we play instruments
So why he get 90 and we only get 10
And guys, they can find every area code
([Em:] Proof my bag)
carry your own
Can't make it to the stage, in my way
(Who the fuck are Where's Obie and Dre?)

Goddammit, I'm sick of this
Time for me to go solo and make some
I told you I the beats and wrote all the raps
Kon Artist slipped me some crack
Lose video, I was in the back
Superman video, I was in the
Fuck the media, I got some
Fuck Marshall, ask us the
who's D12, how we get started
(But about Eminem?)
Bitch, are you
Anyway I'm the popularest guy in the
Big ass stomach, bitches think I'm (hey sexy)
50 me to do situps to get buff
I did two and a half, and then I get up
Fuck D12, I'm outta this
I'm gonna start a group the real Roxanne

Girl, why can't you see the only one for me
And it just my ass apart to know that you don't know my name

[Chorus -
These chicks don't know the name of my band (Ha ha)
But they're all on me they wanna hold hands (Fuck Marshall)
'Cuz once I blow I that I'll be the man
All I'm the lead singer of my band
My


me

The hottest boy band in the
D12!
[Eminem as a salsa
I'm the singer of my band
I get all the girls to off their underpants
And the lead of my band
My salsa makes all the pretty girl's to dance my salsa
Look out for my next single, it's called My
My salsa, salsa, salsa, salsa, my
My salsa all the pretty girls wan' to dance
And take off underpants
My salsa makes all the girls wan' to dance
And take off underpants, my salsa
Where'd go?