Luyện nghe bài hát Marshell Mathers

You know I don't get it
Last year I was
This year I'm sellin
Now everybody wants to come around I owe em somethin
Heh, the fuck you want from me, ten million
Get the out of here

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

Yo, you might see me joggin, you see me walkin
You see me walkin a dead rottweiler dog
with head chopped off in the park with a spiked collar
hollerin at him cause the son of a won't quit barkin
(grrrr, ARF ARF) Or leanin out a window, with a cocked
up the block in the car that they shot 'Pac in
Lookin for Big's killers, dressed in
blue and red like I see what the big deal is
Double barrel twelve gauge bigger than Chris
Pissed off, cause Biggie and 'Pac just missed all
Watchin all these cheap imitations get 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 watch and just get nauseous
and walk with an empty bottle of Remi Martin
startin shit like 26-year-old skinny Cartman ("God damnit!")
I'm anti-Backstreet and Ricky
with instincts to N'Sync, don't get me started
These fuckin brats sing and Britney's garbage
What's this bitch Gimme back my sixteen dollars
All I see is sissies in smiling
Whatever happened to whylin out and bein
Whatever happened to catchin a fashioned
passionate ass-whoopin and gettin your coat and your hat tooken?
New on the Block, sucked a lot of dick
groups make me sick
And I can't 'til I catch all you faggots in public
love it.. (hahaha)
Vanilla Ice like me (uh-uh)
Said some shit in Vibe to me (yup)
Then went and dyed his hair just 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 here to the world
and destroy your 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 look
and Silent Gay
Claimin Detroit, y'all live twenty miles away (fuckin punks)
And I don't wrestle, I'll knock you fuckin faggots the out
Ask 'em about the club they was at they snuck out
after they ducked out the back when saw us and bugged out
(AHHH!) Ducked down and got paintballs shot at truck, blaow!
Look at runnin your mouth again
when you ain't seen a fuckin Road, South 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 like you two little faggots!

Two: Eminem

Cause I'm, Marshall Mathers (Marshall Mathers)
I'm not a guy,
knock you out if you talk about me (you talk about me)
Come and see me on the streets
if you assholes me (assholes doubt me)
And if you wanna run 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 blonde mop that's on top
and this fucked up that I've got, I've gone pop?
The underground spunned around and did a 360
Now these kids diss me and act some big sissies
"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 a dollar for every pill I've been stealin
Shit, where the fuck you I picked up the habit?
All I had to do was go in her and lift up her mattress
Which is it bitch, Mrs. or Ms. Mathers?
It doesn't matter you {*several of silence*} faggot!
Talkin I fabricated my past
just aggravated I won't ejaculate in his ass (Uhh!)
So me, what the hell is a fella to do?
For million I make, another relative sues
Family fightin and fussin over who 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 everybody's so and proud
I'm finally allowed to 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 with a stamp
Skipped to the last page, flipped right
and what do I see? A picture of my big ass
Okay, let me you motherfuckers some help:
uhh, here - XL, DOUBLE XL
Now your magazine have so much trouble to sell
Ahh fuck it, I'll even buy a couple

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