Luyện nghe bài hát Marshell Mathers

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

You see I'm, just Mathers (Marshall Mathers)
I'm a regular guy,
I don't why all the fuss about me (fuss about me)
ever gave a fuck before,
all they did was doubt me (did was me)
Now everybody wanna run mouth
and try to take at me (take shots at me)

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

Chorus Eminem

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

Is it you love me that y'all expect so much of me?
You little bitch, get off me, go fuck Puffy
Now because of blonde mop that's on top
and this fucked up that I've got, I've gone pop?
The underground just around and did a 360
Now these kids diss me and act some big sissies
"Oh, he just did some with Missy,
so now he thinks he's too big to do some with MC Get-Bizzy"
My fuckin mom's suin for ten million
She want a dollar for every pill I've been stealin
Shit, where the fuck you think I up the habit?
All I had to do was go in her room and lift up her
Which is it bitch, Mrs. Briggs or Ms.
It matter you {*several seconds of silence*} faggot!
Talkin about I fabricated my
He's aggravated I won't ejaculate in his ass (Uhh!)
So me, what the hell is a fella to do?
For every million I make, another sues
Family fightin and over who wants to invite me to supper
All the sudden, I got 90 some (Hey it's me!)
A and sister who never seen me
or even bothered to call me they saw me on TV
Now so happy and proud
I'm finally to step foot in my girlfriend's house
Hey-hey! And then to top it off, I walked to the
to buy this cheap-ass magazine with a food stamp
Skipped to the last page, flipped fast
and do I see? A picture of my big white ass
Okay, let me give you motherfuckers help:
uhh, here - DOUBLE XL, XL
Now your magazine shouldn't have so much trouble to
Ahh fuck it, even buy a couple myself

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