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

These chicks even know the name of my band
But they're all on me like they wanna hold
'Cause once I blow they that I'll be the man
All because I'm the singer 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 Slim Shady.
I'm the singer in D12 baby"
They're all "Oh my God it's him"
"Becky oh my fuckin' God Eminem"
"I swear to fuckin' God dude you rock"
"Please Marshall let me suck your cock"
And by now the of the fellas get jealous
Especially I drop the beat and do my acapellas
All the chicks yellin', all the hot babes
Throw their and their shirt and their panties on stage
So like every single night pick a fight with me
But when we fight it's like sibling rivalry
Cuz back on stage the next 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 just despise me because

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

My
My

You just wanna see a nigga backwards 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 my autograph, yous a liar
And no I'm Swift (oh I you was Kuniva)
What the hell is with that dressing room
'Cause my shit is lookin' smaller a decimal
See I know how to rap, see simple but
All I did was read a Russell book
So I'm intect, tryna get on the map
Doin' jacks whilin' get whipped on my back

Look at Em little punk ass he the shit
Yeah I know man find 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 ain't to soundcheck
But our are screwed up and his always sound best
You know man I'ma say somethin
Hey yo Em
You got to say?!
Man no
I thought you bout to him off, what's up
Man I'ma him when I feel like it, man shut up
And you ain't back me up when we s'posed to be crew
When I was bout to right after you
I swear, I man

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

They say the singers rock, but the group does not
Once we sold out arenas to the amusement
I'm let the world know that proof is hot
I should cut his mic off the musics starts
to snap on a dumbass fan
Every time I hear (Hey I love your band)
We ain't a band we don't play instruments
So why he get 90 and we only get ten
And these guys 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 of this group
Time for me to go solo and make some
I you I made the beats and wrote all the raps
Till Kon Artist slipped me crack
Yourself video I was in the back
Superman video I was in the
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, bitches 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 this band
I'm start a group with the real Roxanne

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

These chicks even know the name of my band(ha ha)
But all on me like they wanna hold hands(Fuck Marshall)
Cuz once I I know 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 to take off their

And the lead of my band, my salsa
Makes all the pretty girl's wan to
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 all the pretty girls wan to dance
And take off their underpants, my
(Where'd go?)