Luyện nghe bài hát Marshell Mathers

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

You see I'm, just Mathers (Marshall Mathers)
I'm just a guy,
I don't why all the fuss about me (fuss about me)
Nobody gave a fuck before,
all they did was doubt me (did was me)
Now wanna 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 cause the son of a bitch quit barkin
(grrrr, ARF ARF) Or out a window, with a cocked shotgun
Drivin up the block in the car that shot 'Pac in
for Big's killers, dressed in ridiculous
blue and red like I don't see the big deal is
Double barrel twelve gauge than Chris Wallace
Pissed off, cause Biggie and 'Pac just missed all
Watchin all these cheap imitations get off 'em
and get dollars shoulda been there's like they switched wallets
And amidst all this Crist' and wristwatches
I had to sit and just watch and just get nauseous
and walk around with an empty bottle of Remi
startin shit like 26-year-old skinny Cartman ("God damnit!")
I'm and Ricky Martin
instincts to kill N'Sync, don't get me started
These fuckin can't sing and Britney's garbage
What's this bitch retarded? Gimme back my dollars
All I see is in magazines smiling
Whatever to whylin out and bein violent?
happened to catchin a good-ol' fashioned
passionate and gettin your shoes coat and your hat tooken?
New Kids on the Block, sucked a lot of
Boy/girl groups me sick
And I can't wait 'til I catch all you in public
I'ma it.. (hahaha)
Vanilla Ice like me (uh-uh)
Said shit in Vibe to spite me (yup)
went and dyed his hair just like me (hehe)
A bunch of little kids wanna just like me
and run around screamin, "I don't care, bite me" (nah nah)
I I was put here to annoy the world
and destroy your little 4-year-old boy or
Plus I was put here to put fear in faggots who Faygo Root Beer
and call "Clowns" cause they look queer
and Silent Gay
Claimin Detroit, when y'all live miles away (fuckin punks)
And I wrestle, I'll knock you fuckin faggots the fuck out
Ask 'em about the they was at when they snuck out
they ducked out the back when they saw us and bugged out
(AHHH!) Ducked down and got shot at they truck, blaow!
Look at runnin your mouth again
when you ain't seen a fuckin Mile Road, of 10
And I don't need help, D-12, to beat 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 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 doubt me (assholes doubt me)
And if you wanna run mouth
then take your best shot at me (your best shot at me)

Is it because you love me that y'all so much of me?
You little groupie bitch, get off me, go fuck
Now because of blonde mop that's on top
and this fucked up head that got, I've gone pop?
The underground just spunned and did a 360
Now kids diss me and act like some big sissies
"Oh, he just did shit with Missy,
so now he thinks he's too big to do shit with MC Get-Bizzy"
My fuckin bitch mom's for ten million
She must want a dollar for pill I've been stealin
Shit, where the you think I picked up the habit?
All I had to do was go in her and lift up her mattress
is it bitch, Mrs. Briggs or Ms. Mathers?
It matter you {*several seconds of silence*} faggot!
about I fabricated my past
He's just I won't ejaculate in his ass (Uhh!)
So tell me, what the is a fella to do?
For every million I make, relative sues
Family fightin and fussin who wants to invite me to supper
All the sudden, I got 90 cousins (Hey it's me!)
A half-brother and sister who never me
or bothered to call me until they saw me on TV
Now so happy and proud
I'm finally allowed to step foot in my girlfriend's
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 what do I see? A of my big white ass
Okay, let me give you motherfuckers help:
uhh, here - XL, DOUBLE XL
Now your magazine shouldn't have so much trouble to
Ahh fuck it, I'll buy a couple myself

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