Marshall Mathers

Marshall Mathers文本歌词

You know I just don't get it

Last year I was nobody

This year I'm sellin records

Now everybody wants to come around like I owe em somethin

Heh, the **** you want from me, ten million dollars?

Get the **** out of here

You see I'm, just Marshall Mathers (Marshall Mathers)

I'm just a regular guy,

I don't know why all the fuss about me (fuss about me)

Nobody ever gave a **** before,

all they did was doubt me (did was doubt me)

Now everybody wanna run they mouth

and try to take shots at me (take shots at me)

Yo, you might see me joggin, you might see me walkin

You might see me walkin a dead rottweiler dog

with it's 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 shotgun

Drivin up the block in the car that they shot 'Pac in

Lookin for Big's killers, dressed in ridiculous

blue and red like I don't see what the big deal is

Double barrel twelve gauge bigger than Chris Wallace

Pissed off, cause Biggie and 'Pac just missed all this

Watchin all these cheap imitations get rich off 'em

and get dollars that shoulda been there's like they switched wallets

And amidst all this Crist' poppin and wristwatches

I had to sit back and just watch and just get nauseous

and walk around with an empty bottle of Remi Martin

startin **** like some 26-year-old skinny Cartman (\"God damnit!\")

I'm anti-Backstreet and Ricky Martin

with instincts to kill N'Sync, don't get me started

These ****** brats can't sing and Britney's garbage

What's this ***** retarded? Gimme back my sixteen 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 coat and your hat tooken?

New Kids on the Block, sucked a lot of ****

Boy/girl groups make me sick

And I can't wait 'til I catch all you faggots in public

I'ma love it.. (hahaha)

Vanilla Ice don't like me (uh-uh)

Said some **** in Vibe to spite me (yup)

Then went and dyed his hair just like me (hehe)

A bunch of little kids wanna swear just like me

and run around screamin, \"I don't care, just bite me\" (nah nah)

I think I was put here to annoy the world

and destroy your little 4-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

Faggot2**** and Silent Gay

Claimin Detroit, when y'all live twenty miles away (****** punks)

And I don't wrestle, I'll knock you ****** faggots the **** 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

(AHHH!) Ducked down and got paintballs shot at they truck, blaow!

Look at y'all runnin your mouth again

when you ain't seen a ****** 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 ****** in mine like you two little flaming faggots!

Cause I'm, just Marshall Mathers (Marshall Mathers)

I'm not a wrestler guy,

I'll knock you out if you talk about me (you talk about me)

Come and see me on the streets alone

if you assholes doubt me (assholes doubt me)

And if you wanna run your mouth

then come take your best shot at me (your best shot at me)

Is it because you love me that y'all expect so much of me?

You little groupie *****, get off me, go **** Puffy

Now because of this blonde mop that's on top

and this ****** 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 **** with Missy,

so now he thinks he's too big to do some **** with MC Get-Bizzy\"

My ****** ***** mom's suin for ten million

She must want a dollar for every pill I've been stealin

****, where the **** 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 *****, Mrs. Briggs or Ms. Mathers?

It doesn't matter your

Talkin about I fabricated my past

He's just aggravated I won't ejaculate in his ass (Uhh!)

So tell me, what the hell is a fella to do?

For every million I make, another relative sues

Family fightin and fussin over who wants to invite me to supper

All the sudden, I got 90 some cousins (Hey it's me!)

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

Hey-hey! And then to top it off, I walked to the newsstand

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 ************* some help:

uhh, here - DOUBLE XL, DOUBLE XL

Now your magazine shouldn't have so much trouble to sell

Ahh **** it, I'll even buy a couple myself

Marshall MathersLRC歌词

[00:04.13]You know I just don't get it

[00:06.63]Last year I was nobody

[00:09.11]This year I'm sellin records

[00:11.94]Now everybody wants to come around like I owe em somethin

[00:15.37]Heh, the **** you want from me, ten million dollars?

[00:19.24]Get the **** out of here

[04:19.72][04:19.36][02:58.96][02:58.58][02:40.56][02:40.23][00:39.18][00:38.60][00:20.17][00:19.94]

[04:39.76][04:20.18][00:20.36]You see I'm, just Marshall Mathers (Marshall Mathers)

[04:44.76][04:24.60][00:24.61]I'm just a regular guy,

[04:45.78][04:25.62][00:25.83]I don't know why all the fuss about me (fuss about me)

[04:49.72][04:29.61][00:29.83]Nobody ever gave a **** before,

[04:51.48][04:31.43][00:31.54]all they did was doubt me (did was doubt me)

[04:54.61][04:34.58][00:34.93]Now everybody wanna run they mouth

[04:56.43][04:36.57][00:36.75]and try to take shots at me (take shots at me)

[00:39.97]Yo, you might see me joggin, you might see me walkin

[00:42.59]You might see me walkin a dead rottweiler dog

[00:45.15]with it's head chopped off in the park with a spiked collar

[00:47.49]hollerin at him cause the son of a ***** won't quit barkin

[00:49.97](grrrr, ARF ARF) Or leanin out a window, with a cocked shotgun

[00:52.60]Drivin up the block in the car that they shot 'Pac in

[00:54.95]Lookin for Big's killers, dressed in ridiculous

[00:57.47]blue and red like I don't see what the big deal is

[01:00.09]Double barrel twelve gauge bigger than Chris Wallace

[01:02.44]Pissed off, cause Biggie and 'Pac just missed all this

[01:05.02]Watchin all these cheap imitations get rich off 'em

[01:07.38]and get dollars that shoulda been there's like they switched wallets

[01:10.15]And amidst all this Crist' poppin and wristwatches

[01:12.60]I had to sit back and just watch and just get nauseous

[01:15.03]and walk around with an empty bottle of Remi Martin

[01:17.51]startin **** like some 26-year-old skinny Cartman (\"God damnit!\")

[01:20.33]I'm anti-Backstreet and Ricky Martin

[01:22.44]with instincts to kill N'Sync, don't get me started

[01:25.05]These ****** brats can't sing and Britney's garbage

[01:27.60]What's this ***** retarded? Gimme back my sixteen dollars

[01:30.17]All I see is sissies in magazines smiling

[01:32.51]Whatever happened to whylin out and bein violent?

[01:35.01]Whatever happened to catchin a good-ol' fashioned

[01:37.34]passionate ass-whoopin and gettin your shoes coat and your hat tooken?

[01:40.34]New Kids on the Block, sucked a lot of ****

[01:43.14]Boy/girl groups make me sick

[01:44.97]And I can't wait 'til I catch all you faggots in public

[01:47.93]I'ma love it.. (hahaha)

[01:50.06]Vanilla Ice don't like me (uh-uh)

[01:51.64]Said some **** in Vibe to spite me (yup)

[01:53.23]Then went and dyed his hair just like me (hehe)

[01:55.04]A bunch of little kids wanna swear just like me

[01:57.36]and run around screamin, \"I don't care, just bite me\" (nah nah)

[01:59.81]I think I was put here to annoy the world

[02:02.20]and destroy your little 4-year-old boy or girl

[02:04.87]Plus I was put here to put fear in faggots who spray Faygo Root Beer

[02:08.41]and call themselves \"Clowns\" cause they look queer

[02:10.31]Faggot2**** and Silent Gay

[02:12.28]Claimin Detroit, when y'all live twenty miles away (****** punks)

[02:14.90]And I don't wrestle, I'll knock you ****** faggots the **** out

[02:17.26]Ask 'em about the club they was at when they snuck out

[02:19.97]after they ducked out the back when they saw us and bugged out

[02:22.55](AHHH!) Ducked down and got paintballs shot at they truck, blaow!

[02:25.29]Look at y'all runnin your mouth again

[02:27.12]when you ain't seen a ****** Mile Road, South of 10

[02:29.66]And I don't need help, from D-12, to beat up two females

[02:32.43]in make-up, who may try to scratch me with Lee Nails

[02:34.99]\"Slim Anus,\" you damn right, Slim Anus

[02:37.54]I don't get ****** in mine like you two little flaming faggots!

[02:41.25]Cause I'm, just Marshall Mathers (Marshall Mathers)

[02:44.67]I'm not a wrestler guy,

[02:46.22]I'll knock you out if you talk about me (you talk about me)

[02:49.54]Come and see me on the streets alone

[02:51.31]if you assholes doubt me (assholes doubt me)

[02:54.40]And if you wanna run your mouth

[02:55.97]then come take your best shot at me (your best shot at me)

[03:00.05]Is it because you love me that y'all expect so much of me?

[03:02.42]You little groupie *****, get off me, go **** Puffy

[03:04.71]Now because of this blonde mop that's on top

[03:07.33]and this ****** up head that I've got, I've gone pop?

[03:09.74]The underground just spunned around and did a 360

[03:12.15]Now these kids diss me and act like some big sissies

[03:14.82]\"Oh, he just did some **** with Missy,

[03:17.16]so now he thinks he's too big to do some **** with MC Get-Bizzy\"

[03:19.93]My ****** ***** mom's suin for ten million

[03:22.44]She must want a dollar for every pill I've been stealin

[03:24.75]****, where the **** you think I picked up the habit?

[03:27.21]All I had to do was go in her room and lift up her mattress

[03:29.72]Which is it *****, Mrs. Briggs or Ms. Mathers?

[03:32.25]It doesn't matter your

[03:34.87]Talkin about I fabricated my past

[03:37.02]He's just aggravated I won't ejaculate in his ass (Uhh!)

[03:39.94]So tell me, what the hell is a fella to do?

[03:42.14]For every million I make, another relative sues

[03:44.48]Family fightin and fussin over who wants to invite me to supper

[03:47.83]All the sudden, I got 90 some cousins (Hey it's me!)

[03:50.22]A half-brother and sister who never seen me

[03:52.27]or even bothered to call me until they saw me on TV

[03:54.89]Now everybody's so happy and proud

[03:57.07]I'm finally allowed to step foot in my girlfriend's house

[03:59.68]Hey-hey! And then to top it off, I walked to the newsstand

[04:02.37]to buy this cheap-ass little magazine with a food stamp

[04:04.94]Skipped to the last page, flipped right fast

[04:07.25]and what do I see? A picture of my big white ass

[04:09.67]Okay, let me give you ************* some help:

[04:12.08]uhh, here - DOUBLE XL, DOUBLE XL

[04:14.69]Now your magazine shouldn't have so much trouble to sell

[04:17.10]Ahh **** it, I'll even buy a couple myself