I don't dude I think everyone's all jealous and 'cause I'm like the lead singer of a band dude And I think got a fuckin' problem with me dude And they need to it up with me after the show
These chicks don't 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 and drop the mic up to the hot chicks and I'm all like "Sup ladies, my Slim Shady. I'm the singer in D12 baby" They're all like "Oh my God him" "Becky oh my God it's Eminem" "I swear to fuckin' God dude you rock" "Please Marshall please let me suck cock" And by now the rest of the fellas get Especially when I drop the and do my acapellas All the chicks yellin', all the hot babes Throw bras and their shirt and their panties on stage So like every single night they pick a fight me But when we 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 Kuniva tried to pull a on me 'Cause I him Jessica Alba's my wife to be rock star shit, it's the life for me And all the other just despise me because
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 lead singer of my My My My My My My My My
You just wanna see a nigga don't you Hey dad how come we rap on Protools these vocals and do a performance But we in the van and he in a bus You don't want my autograph, yous a And no I'm (oh I thought you was Kuniva) What the hell is wrong 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 more intect, get on the map Doin' jacks whilin' get whipped on my back
Look at Em little ass thinkin' he the shit Yeah I man find himself takin on a flick Hey I we had an interview with DJ Clue No I had an not you two You gonna be late for Man I goin' to soundcheck But our mics are screwed up and his always sound 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 when I like it, man shut up And you ain't even back me up when we s'posed to be I was bout to talk right after you I swear, I man
These chicks don't even know the of my band But all on me like they wanna hold hands 'Cause once I blow they know I'll be the man All because I'm the lead of my band
They say the lead rock, but the group does not Once we sold out arenas to the park I'm gonna let the world know that is hot I cut his mic off when the musics starts Ready to on a dumbass fan Every time I hear (Hey I love your band) We ain't a band bitch we don't instruments So why he get 90 and we only get ten And these they can find every area code
Bitch carry own make it to the stage, security in my way (Who the fuck are you? Where's 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 slipped me some crack Lose Yourself I was in the back Superman I was in the back the media, I got some suggestions Fuck Marshall, ask us the who's D12, how we get started (What Eminem?) are you retarded? Anyway I'm the popularest guy in the Big ass stomach, think I'm cute (hey sexy) 50 told me to do 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 with the Roxanne
Girl why cant you see the only one for me And it just tears my ass apart to know you don't know my name
chicks don't even know the name of my band(ha ha) But they're all on me like wanna hold hands(Fuck Marshall) Cuz once I blow I that I'll be the man All because I'm the 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 to take off their And the lead of my band, my salsa Makes all the pretty wan to dance My salsa, look out for my single, it's called 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 take off underpants, my salsa (Where'd go?)