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

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

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

These chicks don't even 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 I'm the lead singer of my band
My
My
My
My
My
My

My
My

You just wanna see a nigga 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 don't want my autograph, a liar
And no I'm Swift (oh I you was Kuniva)
What the hell is wrong with that room
'Cause my is lookin' smaller than a decimal
See I how to rap, see it's simple but
All I did was read a Russell Simmons
So I'm intect, tryna get on the map
jumpin jacks whilin' get whipped on my back

Look at Em little punk ass thinkin' he the
Yeah I know man himself takin on a flick
Hey I thought we had an with DJ Clue
No I had an not you two
You be late for soundcheck
Man I goin' to soundcheck
But our mics are screwed up and his always best
You know what man say somethin
Hey yo Em
You got to say?!
Man no
I you bout to tell him off, what's up
Man I'ma tell him I feel like it, man shut up
And you ain't even back me up when we to be crew
When I was bout to talk after you
I swear, I man

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

They say the lead rock, but the group does not
we sold out arenas to the amusement park
I'm gonna let the world know proof is hot
I cut his mic off when the musics starts
Ready to on a dumbass fan
time I hear (Hey dude I love your band)
We ain't a bitch we don't play instruments
So why he get 90 and we only get ten
And these guys they can find every 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 group
Time for me to go solo and some loot
I told you I made the beats and wrote all the
Till Kon Artist me some crack
Yourself video I was in the back
Superman I was in the back
Fuck the media, I got suggestions
Marshall, ask us the questions
Like D12, how we get started
(What Eminem?)
are you retarded?
Anyway I'm the guy in the group
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 band
I'm gonna a group with the real Roxanne

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

These chicks don't even the name of my band(ha ha)
But they're all on me like wanna hold hands(Fuck Marshall)
Cuz once I blow I know I'll be the man
All I'm the lead singer 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 off their

And the singer of my band, my salsa
all the pretty girl's wan to dance
My salsa, out for my next single, it's called My Salsa
My salsa, salsa, salsa, salsa, my
Makes all the pretty wan to dance
And take off their
My salsa makes all the pretty girls wan to
And off their underpants, my salsa
(Where'd go?)