Luyện nghe bài hát Marshell Mathers

You know I don't get it
year I was nobody
This I'm sellin records
Now wants to come around like I owe em somethin
Heh, the you want from me, ten million dollars?
Get the out of here

You see I'm, Marshall Mathers (Marshall Mathers)
I'm a regular guy,
I don't know why all the about me (fuss about me)
Nobody gave a fuck before,
all did was doubt me (did was doubt me)
Now everybody wanna run mouth
and try to shots at me (take shots at me)

Yo, you see me joggin, you might see me walkin
You see me walkin a dead rottweiler dog
with it's head chopped off in the park a spiked collar
hollerin at him cause the son of a won't quit barkin
(grrrr, ARF ARF) Or out a window, with a cocked shotgun
Drivin up the block in the car that they shot in
Lookin for Big's killers, dressed in
blue and red I don't see what the big deal is
Double barrel twelve gauge than Chris Wallace
off, cause Biggie and 'Pac just missed all this
Watchin all cheap imitations get rich off 'em
and get dollars that shoulda been there's like they wallets
And amidst all this Crist' poppin and
I had to sit back and watch and just get nauseous
and walk around with an bottle of Remi Martin
startin shit some 26-year-old skinny Cartman ("God damnit!")
I'm anti-Backstreet and Martin
instincts to kill N'Sync, don't get me started
These brats can't sing and Britney's garbage
What's bitch retarded? Gimme back my sixteen dollars
All I see is sissies in smiling
Whatever happened to out and bein violent?
Whatever happened to a good-ol' fashioned
passionate and gettin your shoes coat and your hat tooken?
New Kids on the Block, a lot of dick
Boy/girl make me sick
And I can't wait 'til I catch all you faggots in
I'ma it.. (hahaha)
Vanilla Ice like me (uh-uh)
Said some shit in to spite me (yup)
Then went and dyed his hair just me (hehe)
A bunch of little kids wanna swear like me
and run around screamin, "I don't care, just me" (nah nah)
I I was put here to annoy the world
and your little 4-year-old boy or girl
Plus I was put here to put fear in faggots who spray Faygo Beer
and call themselves "Clowns" cause look queer
Faggot2Dope and Gay
Claimin Detroit, when y'all live twenty miles (fuckin punks)
And I don't wrestle, I'll knock you faggots the fuck out
Ask 'em about the club they was at when snuck out
after they ducked out the back when saw us and bugged out
(AHHH!) Ducked and got paintballs shot at they truck, blaow!
Look at y'all runnin your mouth
you ain't seen a fuckin Mile Road, South of 10
And I don't help, from D-12, to beat up two females
in make-up, who may try to scratch me with Lee
"Slim Anus," you right, Slim Anus
I don't get fucked in mine you two little flaming faggots!

Chorus Eminem

I'm, just Marshall Mathers (Marshall Mathers)
I'm not a guy,
I'll knock you out if you about me (you talk about me)
and see me on the streets alone
if you assholes me (assholes doubt me)
And if you wanna run your
then come take best shot at me (your best shot at me)

Is it because you love me that expect so much of me?
You little groupie bitch, get off me, go Puffy
Now because of blonde mop that's on top
and this fucked up that I've got, I've gone pop?
The underground spunned around and did a 360
Now these kids diss me and act like some big
"Oh, he just did some with Missy,
so now he thinks he's too big to do some with MC Get-Bizzy"
My fuckin bitch mom's suin for ten
She want a dollar for every pill I've been stealin
Shit, the fuck you think I picked up the habit?
All I had to do was go in her room and up her mattress
is it bitch, Mrs. Briggs or Ms. Mathers?
It doesn't you {*several seconds of silence*} faggot!
about I fabricated my past
He's aggravated I won't ejaculate in his ass (Uhh!)
So me, what the hell is a fella to do?
For every I make, another relative sues
Family and fussin over who wants to invite me to supper
All the sudden, I got 90 some cousins (Hey me!)
A half-brother and sister who seen me
or bothered to call me until they saw me on TV
Now so happy and proud
I'm finally to step foot in my girlfriend's house
Hey-hey! And to top it off, I walked to the newsstand
to buy this cheap-ass little with a food stamp
Skipped to the last page, flipped right
and what do I see? A picture of my big ass
Okay, let me give you some help:
uhh, here - DOUBLE XL, XL
Now your shouldn't have so much trouble to sell
Ahh it, I'll even buy a couple myself

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