Luyện nghe bài hát Marshell Mathers

You know I don't get it
year I was nobody
This year I'm sellin
Now everybody wants to come around like I owe em
Heh, the fuck you want me, ten million 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 ever gave a before,
all did was doubt me (did was doubt me)
Now everybody wanna run they
and try to take at me (take shots at me)

Yo, you might see me joggin, you see me walkin
You might see me a dead rottweiler dog
with it's head chopped off in the with a spiked collar
hollerin at him cause the son of a bitch quit barkin
(grrrr, ARF ARF) Or leanin out a window, a cocked shotgun
Drivin up the block in the car that they 'Pac in
Lookin for killers, dressed in ridiculous
blue and red I don't see what the big deal is
Double barrel twelve bigger than Chris Wallace
off, cause Biggie and 'Pac just missed all this
Watchin all these cheap get rich off 'em
and get dollars shoulda been there's like they switched wallets
And amidst all this Crist' and wristwatches
I had to sit back and just and just get nauseous
and walk around with an bottle of Remi Martin
startin shit like some skinny Cartman ("God damnit!")
I'm and Ricky Martin
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 smiling
Whatever to whylin out and bein violent?
happened to catchin a good-ol' fashioned
passionate ass-whoopin and gettin shoes coat and your hat tooken?
New Kids on the Block, a lot of dick
Boy/girl groups make me
And I can't wait 'til I all you faggots in public
love it.. (hahaha)
Vanilla Ice don't me (uh-uh)
Said some in Vibe to spite me (yup)
went and dyed his hair just like me (hehe)
A of little kids wanna swear just like me
and run around screamin, "I care, just bite me" (nah nah)
I think I was put to annoy the world
and destroy your little boy or girl
Plus I was put here to put fear in faggots who Faygo Root Beer
and call themselves "Clowns" cause look queer
Faggot2Dope and Gay
Claimin Detroit, when live twenty miles away (fuckin punks)
And I don't wrestle, I'll knock you fuckin faggots the out
Ask 'em the club they was at when they snuck out
after they ducked out the back when saw us and bugged out
(AHHH!) down and got paintballs shot at they truck, blaow!
Look at runnin your mouth again
when you seen a fuckin Mile Road, South of 10
And I don't help, from D-12, to beat up two females
in make-up, who may try to me with Lee Nails
"Slim Anus," you right, Slim Anus
I don't get fucked in mine you two little flaming faggots!

Chorus Two:

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 alone
if you doubt me (assholes doubt me)
And if you wanna run your
then come take your best shot at me (your shot at me)

Is it because you love me that y'all expect so of me?
You little bitch, get off me, go fuck Puffy
Now of this blonde mop that's on top
and this fucked up head I've got, I've gone pop?
The just 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 fuckin bitch mom's suin for ten
She must want a dollar for every pill I've been
Shit, where the fuck you I picked up the habit?
All I had to do was go in her room and up her mattress
is it bitch, Mrs. Briggs or Ms. Mathers?
It doesn't matter you {*several of silence*} faggot!
Talkin I fabricated my past
He's aggravated 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 over who wants to invite me to
All the sudden, I got 90 some cousins (Hey me!)
A half-brother and sister who seen me
or even bothered to call me until 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 cheap-ass little magazine with a food stamp
Skipped to the last page, right fast
and what do I A picture of my big white ass
Okay, let me give you some help:
uhh, here - DOUBLE XL, XL
Now your shouldn't have so much trouble to sell
Ahh fuck it, even buy a couple myself

One (2X)