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You know I just don't get it |
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Last year I was nobody |
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This year I'm sellin records |
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Now everybody wants to come around like I owe em somethin |
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Heh, the fuck you want from me, ten million dollars? |
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Get the fuck out of here |
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You see I'm, just Marshall Mathers (Marshall Mathers) |
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I'm just a regular guy, |
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I don't know why all the fuss about me (fuss about me) |
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Nobody ever gave a fuck before, |
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all they did was doubt me (did was doubt me) |
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Now everybody wanna run they mouth |
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and try to take shots at me (take shots at me) |
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Yo, you might see me joggin, you might see me walkin |
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You might see me walkin a dead rottweiler dog |
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with it's head chopped off in the park with a spiked collar |
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hollerin at him cause the son of a bitch won't quit barkin |
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(grrrr, ARF ARF) Or leanin out a window, with a cocked shotgun |
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Drivin up the block in the car that they shot 'Pac in |
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Lookin for Big's killers, dressed in ridiculous |
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blue and red like I don't see what the big deal is |
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Double barrel twelve gauge bigger than Chris Wallace |
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Pissed off, cause Biggie and 'Pac just missed all this |
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Watchin all these cheap imitations get rich off 'em |
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and get dollars that shoulda been there's like they switched wallets |
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And amidst all this Crist' poppin and wristwatches |
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I had to sit back and just watch and just get nauseous |
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and walk around with an empty bottle of Remi Martin |
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startin shit like some 26-year-old skinny Cartman ("God damnit!") |
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I'm anti-Backstreet and Ricky Martin |
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with instincts to kill N'Sync, don't get me started |
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These fuckin brats can't sing and Britney's garbage |
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What's this bitch retarded? Gimme back my sixteen dollars |
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All I see is sissies in magazines smiling |
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Whatever happened to whylin out and bein violent? |
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Whatever happened to catchin a good-ol' fashioned |
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passionate ass-whoopin and gettin your shoes coat and your hat tooken? |
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New Kids on the Block, sucked a lot of dick |
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Boy/girl groups make me sick |
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And I can't wait 'til I catch all you faggots in public |
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I'ma love it.. (hahaha) |
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Vanilla Ice don't like me (uh-uh) |
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Said some shit in Vibe to spite me (yup) |
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Then went and dyed his hair just like me (hehe) |
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A bunch of little kids wanna swear just like me |
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and run around screamin, "I don't care, just bite me" (nah nah) |
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I think I was put here to annoy the world |
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and destroy your little 4-year-old boy or girl |
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Plus I was put here to put fear in faggots who spray Faygo Root Beer |
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and call themselves "Clowns" cause they look queer |
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Faggot2Dope and Silent Gay |
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Claimin Detroit, when y'all live twenty miles away (fuckin punks) |
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And I don't wrestle, I'll knock you fuckin faggots the fuck out |
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Ask 'em about the club they was at when they snuck out |
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after they ducked out the back when they saw us and bugged out |
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(AHHH!) Ducked down and got paintballs shot at they truck, blaow! |
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Look at y'all runnin your mouth again |
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when you ain't seen a fuckin Mile Road, South of 10 |
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And I don't need help, from D-12, to beat up two females |
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in make-up, who may try to scratch me with Lee Nails |
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"Slim Anus," you damn right, Slim Anus |
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I don't get fucked in mine like you two little flaming faggots! |
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Cause I'm, just Marshall Mathers (Marshall Mathers) |
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I'm not a wrestler guy, |
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I'll knock you out if you talk about me (you talk about me) |
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Come and see me on the streets alone |
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if you assholes doubt me (assholes doubt me) |
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And if you wanna run your mouth |
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then come take your best shot at me (your best shot at me) |
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Is it because you love me that y'all expect so much of me? |
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You little groupie bitch, get off me, go fuck Puffy |
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Now because of this blonde mop that's on top |
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and this fucked up head that I've got, I've gone pop? |
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The underground just spunned around and did a 360 |
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Now these kids diss me and act like some big sissies |
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"Oh, he just did some shit with Missy, |
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so now he thinks he's too big to do some shit with MC Get-Bizzy" |
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My fuckin bitch mom's suin for ten million |
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She must want a dollar for every pill I've been stealin |
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Shit, where the fuck you think I picked up the habit? |
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All I had to do was go in her room and lift up her mattress |
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Which is it bitch, Mrs. Briggs or Ms. Mathers? |
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It doesn't matter your |
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Talkin about I fabricated my past |
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He's just aggravated I won't ejaculate in his ass (Uhh!) |
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So tell me, what the hell is a fella to do? |
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For every million I make, another relative sues |
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Family fightin and fussin over who wants to invite me to supper |
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All the sudden, I got 90 some cousins (Hey it's me!) |
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A half-brother and sister who never seen me |
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or even bothered to call me until they saw me on TV |
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Now everybody's so happy and proud |
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I'm finally allowed to step foot in my girlfriend's house |
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Hey-hey! And then to top it off, I walked to the newsstand |
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to buy this cheap-ass little magazine with a food stamp |
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Skipped to the last page, flipped right fast |
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and what do I see? A picture of my big white ass |
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Okay, let me give you motherfuckers some help: |
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uhh, here - DOUBLE XL, DOUBLE XL |
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Now your magazine shouldn't have so much trouble to sell |
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Ahh fuck it, I'll even buy a couple myself |