Luyện nghe bài hát Marshell Mathers

You know I just get it
year I was nobody
This year I'm records
Now everybody wants to come like I owe em somethin
Heh, the fuck you want from me, ten million
Get the out of here

You see I'm, just Mathers (Marshall Mathers)
I'm a regular guy,
I don't know why all the about me (fuss about me)
Nobody ever a fuck before,
all they did was me (did was doubt me)
Now everybody run they mouth
and try to shots 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 head chopped off in the park with a spiked collar
hollerin at him the son of a bitch won't quit barkin
(grrrr, ARF ARF) Or leanin out a window, with a shotgun
Drivin up the in the car that they shot 'Pac in
Lookin for killers, dressed in ridiculous
blue and red like I don't see the big deal is
Double barrel twelve gauge bigger Chris Wallace
Pissed off, cause Biggie and 'Pac just missed all
Watchin all cheap imitations get rich off 'em
and get dollars that shoulda been there's they switched wallets
And amidst all this poppin and wristwatches
I had to sit back and just and just get nauseous
and walk around with an empty of Remi Martin
startin shit like some 26-year-old Cartman ("God damnit!")
I'm anti-Backstreet and Martin
with instincts to kill N'Sync, don't get me
fuckin brats can't sing and Britney's garbage
What's this bitch retarded? Gimme my sixteen dollars
All I see is sissies in smiling
Whatever happened to whylin out and bein
Whatever to catchin a good-ol' fashioned
passionate ass-whoopin and gettin your coat and your hat tooken?
New Kids on the Block, sucked a lot of
Boy/girl groups make me
And I can't 'til I catch all you faggots in public
I'ma it.. (hahaha)
Vanilla Ice like me (uh-uh)
some shit in Vibe to spite me (yup)
Then went and dyed his just like me (hehe)
A bunch of little kids wanna just like me
and run around screamin, "I don't care, just me" (nah nah)
I think I was put to annoy the world
and your little 4-year-old boy or girl
Plus I was put here to put fear in who spray Faygo Root Beer
and call themselves "Clowns" cause they queer
and Silent Gay
Claimin Detroit, when live twenty miles away (fuckin punks)
And I don't wrestle, knock you fuckin faggots the fuck out
Ask 'em the club they was at when they snuck out
after ducked out the back when they saw us and bugged out
(AHHH!) down and got paintballs shot at they truck, blaow!
Look at y'all runnin your again
when you ain't a fuckin Mile Road, South of 10
And I don't need help, from D-12, to up two females
in make-up, who may try to scratch me with Lee
"Slim Anus," you right, Slim Anus
I don't get in mine like you two little flaming faggots!

Two: Eminem

Cause I'm, just Marshall (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 alone
if you assholes doubt me (assholes me)
And if you run your mouth
then come take your best shot at me (your shot at me)

Is it because you me that y'all expect so much of me?
You groupie bitch, get off me, go fuck Puffy
Now because of blonde mop that's on top
and fucked up head that I've got, I've gone pop?
The underground spunned around and did a 360
Now these kids diss me and act like 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 must want a dollar for every pill I've 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 matter you {*several seconds of faggot!
Talkin about I my past
just aggravated I won't ejaculate in his ass (Uhh!)
So tell me, the hell is a fella to do?
For every million I make, another sues
Family fightin and fussin over who wants to me to supper
All the sudden, I got 90 some (Hey it's me!)
A half-brother and sister who never me
or even to call me until they saw me on TV
Now everybody's so and proud
I'm finally to step foot in my girlfriend's house
Hey-hey! And then to top it off, I to the newsstand
to buy this cheap-ass little magazine a food stamp
to the last page, flipped right fast
and what do I A picture of my big white ass
Okay, let me give you some help:
uhh, here - DOUBLE XL, XL
Now your magazine shouldn't have so trouble to sell
Ahh fuck it, I'll buy a couple myself

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