Luyện nghe bài hát Marshell Mathers

You know I just get it
Last I was nobody
This year I'm sellin
Now everybody wants to come around like I owe em
Heh, the fuck you want from me, ten dollars?
Get the fuck out of

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

Yo, you might see me joggin, you might see me
You might see me a dead rottweiler dog
with it's head chopped off in the park with a collar
hollerin at him the son of a bitch won't quit barkin
(grrrr, ARF ARF) Or out a window, with a cocked shotgun
Drivin up the block in the car that they 'Pac in
Lookin for Big's killers, in ridiculous
blue and red like I 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 shoulda been there's like they switched wallets
And amidst all this Crist' and wristwatches
I had to sit back and just watch and just get
and walk around with an bottle of Remi Martin
startin shit some 26-year-old skinny Cartman ("God damnit!")
I'm anti-Backstreet and Ricky
with to kill N'Sync, don't get me started
fuckin brats can't sing and Britney's garbage
What's bitch retarded? Gimme back my sixteen dollars
All I see is in magazines smiling
Whatever happened to out and bein violent?
Whatever happened to catchin a good-ol'
passionate ass-whoopin and your shoes coat and your hat tooken?
New Kids on the Block, a lot of dick
Boy/girl groups make me
And I can't wait I catch all you faggots in public
love it.. (hahaha)
Vanilla Ice don't me (uh-uh)
Said some shit in to spite me (yup)
Then and dyed his hair just like me (hehe)
A bunch of little kids wanna swear just me
and run around screamin, "I don't care, bite me" (nah nah)
I think I was put to annoy the world
and destroy your little 4-year-old boy or
I was put here to put fear in faggots who spray Faygo Root Beer
and themselves "Clowns" cause they look queer
and Silent Gay
Claimin Detroit, when y'all live miles away (fuckin punks)
And I don't wrestle, I'll you fuckin faggots the fuck out
Ask 'em about the club they was at when snuck out
after ducked out the back when they saw us and bugged out
(AHHH!) Ducked down and got paintballs shot at 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 Lee Nails
"Slim Anus," you damn right, Slim
I don't get fucked in mine like you two little faggots!

Two: Eminem

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

Is it because you love me y'all expect so much of me?
You groupie bitch, get off me, go fuck Puffy
Now because of this blonde mop on top
and this fucked up that I've got, I've gone pop?
The underground just spunned and did a 360
Now these kids diss me and act like some big
"Oh, he did some shit with Missy,
so now he thinks he's too big to do shit with MC Get-Bizzy"
My bitch mom's suin for ten million
She must want a for every pill I've been stealin
Shit, where the fuck you think I picked up the
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 just 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 who wants to invite me to supper
All the sudden, I got 90 some cousins (Hey me!)
A half-brother and who never seen me
or even bothered to call me they saw me on TV
Now so happy and proud
I'm finally allowed to step foot in my house
Hey-hey! And then to top it off, I walked to the
to buy cheap-ass little 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 you motherfuckers some help:
uhh, - DOUBLE XL, DOUBLE XL
Now your magazine shouldn't have so much to sell
Ahh fuck it, I'll even buy a myself

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