I know dude I everyone's all jealous and shit 'cause I'm like the lead singer of a band dude And I think everyone's got a fuckin' problem with me And they need to take it up me after the show
These chicks even know the name of my band But all on me like they wanna hold hands 'Cause I blow they know that I'll be the man All I'm the lead singer of my band
So I get off stage right and the mic Walk up to the hot chicks and I'm all "Sup ladies, my Slim Shady. I'm the lead in D12 baby" all like "Oh my God it's him" "Becky oh my God it's Eminem" "I swear to fuckin' God you fuckin' rock" "Please Marshall please let me your cock" And by now the rest of the fellas get Especially when I drop the 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 we fight it's kinda like sibling rivalry Cuz they're back on stage the night with me Dude I think you're tryna steal the light from me Yesterday tried to pull a knife on me 'Cause I told him Jessica Alba's my to be rock star shit, it's the life for me And all the other guys just me because
These chicks don't know the name of my band But they're all on me they wanna hold hands 'Cause once I they know that I'll be the man All I'm the lead singer of my band My My My My My My My My
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, yous a liar And no I'm Swift (oh I you was Kuniva) What the is wrong with that dressing room 'Cause my shit is lookin' than a decimal See I know how to rap, see it's but All I did was read a Russell book So I'm intect, tryna get on the map Doin' jumpin jacks get whipped on my back
Look at Em little ass thinkin' he the shit I know man find himself takin on a flick Hey I thought we had an interview DJ Clue No I had an not you two You gonna be for soundcheck Man I goin' to soundcheck But our are screwed up and his always sound best You what man I'ma say somethin Hey yo Em You got to say?! Man no I thought you bout to tell him off, up Man I'ma tell him when I like it, man shut up And you ain't back me up when we s'posed to be crew When I was bout to talk right you I swear, I man
These chicks even know the name of my band But they're all on me like they wanna hold 'Cause once I they know that I'll be the man All because I'm the singer of my band
say the lead singers rock, but the group does not Once we out arenas to the amusement park I'm let the world know that proof is hot I cut his mic off when the musics starts Ready to snap on a fan time I hear (Hey dude I love your band) We ain't a band bitch we don't play So why he get 90 and we get ten percent And these they can find every area code
Bitch carry own Can't it to the stage, security 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 some loot I told you I the beats and wrote all the raps Till Kon Artist slipped me crack Lose Yourself I was in the back video I was in the back Fuck the media, I got some Fuck Marshall, ask us the Like who's D12, how we get (What Eminem?) Bitch are you I'm the popularest guy in the group Big ass stomach, bitches I'm cute (hey sexy) 50 told me to do situps to get I did two and a half and I couldn't get up Fuck D12, I'm outta this I'm gonna start a group with the Roxanne
Girl why you see your the only one for me And it just my ass apart to know that you don't know my name
chicks don't even 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 because I'm the lead of my band My My My My My My My My My
The boy band in the world D12! I'm the lead singer of my band, I get all the girl's to take off And the lead of my band, my salsa all the pretty girl's wan to dance My salsa, look out for my next single, it's My Salsa My salsa, salsa, salsa, salsa, my Makes all the pretty girls wan to And off their underpants My salsa all the pretty girls wan to dance And off their underpants, my salsa (Where'd go?)