| Marshall Mathers Random nobody idiot Level: 6     Posts: 4/5 EXP: 626 For next: 281 Since: 09-15-13 Since last post: 8.6 years Last activity: 8.6 years  |
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| [Intro] You know I just don't get it Last year I was nobody This year I'm selling records Now everybody wants to come around like I owe em something The fuck you want from me ten million dollars Get the fuck out of here [Hook] You see I'm just Marshall Mathers I'm just a regular guy I don't know why all the fuss about me Nobody ever gave a fuck before All they did was doubt me Now everybody wanna run their mouth and try to take shots at me [Verse 1] You might see me jogging You might see me walking You might see me walking a dead rottweiler dog With its head chopped off in the park with a spiked collar Hollering at him cause the son of a bitch won't quit barking Or leaning out a window with a cocked shotgun Driving up the block in the car that they shot Pac in Looking for Big's killers Dressing ridiculous Blue-and-red Like I don't see what the big deal is Double barrel 12-gauge bigger than Chris Wallace Pissed off cause Biggie and Pac just missed all this Watching all these cheap imitations get rich off them And get dollars that should've been theirs like they switched wallets And amidst all this Crist' popping and wrist watches I just sit back and just watch and just get nauseous And walk around with an empty bottle of Remy Martin Starting shit like some 26-year-old skinny Cartman Goddammit I'm anti-Backstreet and Ricky Martin With instincts to kill N'Sync Don't get me started These fucking brats can't sing and Britney's garbage What is this bitch, retarded Give me back my sixteen dollars All I see is sissies in magazines smiling Whatever happened to wiling out and being violent Whatever happened to catching a good old-fashioned Passionate ass-whooping And getting your shoes coat and your hat tooken [Bridge] New Kids on the Block sucked a lot of dick Boy girl groups make me sick And I can't wait 'til I catch all you faggots in public I'mma love it [Verse 2] Vanilla Ice don't like me Said some shit in Vibe to spite me Then went and dyed his hair just like me A bunch of little kids wanna swear just like me And run around screaming I don't care, just bite me I think I was put here to annoy the world And destroy your little four-year-old boy or girl Plus I was put here to put fear in faggots who spray Faygo Root Beer And call themselves clowns cause they look queer Faggy 2 Dope and Silent Gay Claiming Detroit When y'all live twenty miles away And I don't wrestle I'll knock you fucking faggots the fuck out Ask em about the club they was at when they snuck out After they ducked out the back when they saw us and bugged out Ducked down and got paintballs shot at they truck, blaow Look at y'all running your mouth again When you ain't seen a fucking mile road south of 10 And I don't need help from D-12 to beat up two females In make-up who may try to scratch me with Lee Nails Slim Anus You damn right, slim anus I don't get fucked in mine like you two little flaming faggots [Hook] Cause I'm just Marshall Mathers I'm not a wrestler guy I'll knock you out if you talk about me Come and see me on the streets alone If you assholes doubt me And if you wanna run your mouth Then come take your best shot at me [Verse 3] Is it because you love me that y'all expect so much of me You little groupie bitch Get off me, go fuck Puffy Now because of this blonde mop that's on top And this fucked up head that I've got I've gone pop The underground just spunned around and did a 360 Now these kids diss me and act like some big sissies Oh, he just did some shit with Missy So now he thinks he's too big to do some shit with MC Get-Bizzy My fucking bitch mom's suing for ten million She must want a dollar for every pill I've been stealing Shit, where the fuck you think I picked up the habit All I had to do was go in her room and lift up her mattress Which is it bitch Mrs. Briggs or Ms. Mathers It doesn't matter your attorney Fred Gibson's a faggot Talking about I fabricated my past He's just aggravated I won't ejaculate in his ass So tell me, what the hell is a fella to do For every million I make Another relative sues Family fighting and fussing over who wants to invite me to supper All of a sudden, I got ninety-some cousins A half-brother and sister who never seen me Or even bothered to call me until they saw me on TV Now everybody's so happy and proud I'm finally allowed to step foot in my girlfriend's house And then to top it off I walked to the news stand To buy this cheap-ass little magazine with a food stamp Skipped to the last page Flipped right fast And what do I see A picture of my big White ass Okay, let me give you mothafuckas some help Um, here, XXL, XXL Now your magazine shouldn't have so much trouble to sell Ahh fuck it, I'll even buy a couple myself |
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