You know I just dont get it
brave year I was nobody
This year Im sellin records
Now everybody takes to come nearly like I owe em somethin
Heh, the fuck you want from me, ten million dollars?
Get the fuck prohibited of here.
Chours:
You notice Im, just Marshall Mathers (Marshall Mathers)
Im just a regular guy,
I dont know why all the fuss near me (fuss about me)
Nobody ever gave a fuck before,
all they did was motion me (did was doubt me)
Now everybody wanna run they mouth
and try to take shots at me (take shots at me)
Verse I:
Yo, you index see me joggin, you might see me walkin
You might see me walkin a dead rottweiler dog
with its clearance chopped off in the park with a bar collar
hollerin at him cause the son of a bitch wont intercept barkin
(grrrr, ARF ARF) Or leanin out a window, with a cocked shotgun
Drivin up the pack in the car that they shot Pac in
Lookin for Bigs dash offers, dressed in ridiculous
patrician and red like I dont see what the big regard is
Double barrel twelve gauge bigger than Chris Wallace
awry(p) off, cause Biggie and Pac just missed all this
Watchin all these rubbishy imitations get rich off em
and get dollars that shoulda been theres like they switched wallets
And amidst all this Crist poppin and wrist honoures
I just sit back and just watch and just get nauseous
and walk around with an empty feeding bottle of Remi Martin
startin shit like some 26-year-old skinny Cartman (God damnit!)
Im anti-Backstreet and Ricky Martin
with instincts to kill NSync, dont get me started
These fuckin brats cant sing and Britneys garbage
Whats this bitch retarded? Gimme back my xvi dollars
All I see is sissies in magazines smiling
Whatever happened to whylin out and bein violent?
Whatever happened to catchin a good-ol fashioned
passionate ass-whoopin and gettin your shoes finishing and your hat tooken?
New Kids on the Block, sucked a lot of dick
boy/girl groups make me sick
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