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[00:03.99] You know, I just don't get it

[00:06.53] Last year I was nobody, this year I'm selling records

[00:11.03] Now everybody wants to come around

[00:13.75] Like I owe 'em something

[00:15.27] The fuck you want from me, ten million dollars?

[00:18.49] Get the fuck outta here!

[00:20.02] You see, I'm just Marshall Mathers (Marshall Mathers)

[00:24.00] I'm just a regular guy

[00:26.01] I don't know why all the fuss about me (Fuss about me)

[00:28.03] Nobody ever gave a fuck before

[00:31.50] All they did was doubt me (Did was doubt me)

[00:34.25] Now everybody wanna run their mouth

[00:36.25] And try to take shots at me (Take shots at me)

[00:39.01] Yo, you might see me joggin', you might see me walkin'

[00:42.01] You might see me walkin' a dead Rottweiler dog

[00:44.80] With its head chopped off in the park with a spiked collar

[00:47.02] Hollerin' at him ‘cause the son of a bitch won't quit barkin'

[00:49.77] Or leanin' out a window with a cocked shotgun

[00:52.27] Drivin' up the block in the car that they shot Pac in

[00:54.30] Looking for Big's killers, dressin' ridiculous

[00:57.04] Blue and red, like I don't see what the big deal is

[00:59.51] Double barrel 12-gauge bigger than Chris Wallace

[01:02.25] Pissed off ‘cause Biggie and Pac just missed all this

[01:04.52] Watchin' all these cheap imitations get rich off 'em

[01:07.26] And get dollars that shoulda been theirs like they switched wallets

[01:09.75] And amidst all this Crist' poppin' and wrist watches

[01:12.28] I just sit back and just watch and just get nauseous

[01:14.75] And walk around with an empty bottle of Remy Martin

[01:17.00] Startin' shit like some 26-year-old skinny Cartman (Goddamn it!)

[01:19.78] An anti-Backstreet and Ricky Martin

[01:21.51] Whose instinct's to kill N'Sync, don't get me started

[01:24.76] These fuckin' brats can't sing and Britney's garbage

[01:27.25] What's this bitch, retarded? Give me back my sixteen dollars!

[01:29.75] All I see is sissies in magazines smilin'

[01:32.25] Whatever happened to wilin' out and being violent?

[01:34.54] Whatever happened to catchin'

[01:36.02] A good old-fashioned passionate ass-whoopin'

[01:37.79] And gettin' your shoes, coat and your hat tooken

[01:39.79] New Kids on the Block sucked a lot of dick

[01:42.51] Boy/girl groups make me sick

[01:44.75] And I can't wait 'til I catch all you faggots in public

[01:46.78] I'ma love it

[01:49.74] Vanilla Ice don't like me (uh-uh)

[01:51.26] Said some shit in Vibe to spite me (yo)

[01:52.48] Then went and dyed his hair just like me (ha-ha)

[01:55.00] A bunch of little kids wanna swear just like me

[01:56.74] And run around screamin' "I don't care, just bite me!" (na-na)

[01:59.50] I think I was put here to annoy the world

[02:02.04] And destroy your little four-year-old boy or girl

[02:04.00] Plus I was put here to put fear

[02:05.80] In faggots who spray Faygo Root Beer

[02:07.75] And call themselves clowns ‘cause they look queer

[02:09.75] Faggy 2 Dope and Silent Gay

[02:11.77] Claimin' Detroit, when y'all live 20 miles away (fuckin' punks)

[02:14.50] And I don't wrestle, I'll knock you fuckin' faggots the fuck out

[02:17.25] Ask 'em about the club they was at when they snuck out

[02:19.79] After they ducked out the back when they saw us and bugged out

[02:24.77] Ducked down and got paintballs shot at they truck — blaow!

[02:25.26] Look at y'all runnin' your mouth again

[02:27.01] When you ain't seen a fuckin' mile road south of 10

[02:29.25] And I don't need help from D12 to beat up two females

[02:31.50] In make-up who may try to scratch me with Lee Nails

[02:34.54] Slim Anus? You damn right, slim anus

[02:37.23] I don't get fucked in mine like you two little flamin' faggots

[02:39.75] ‘Cause I'm just Marshall Mathers (Marshall Mathers)

[02:44.27] I'm not a wrestler guy

[02:46.00] I'll knock you out if you talk about me (You talk about me)

[02:49.00] Come and see me on the streets alone

[02:51.26] If you assholes doubt me (Assholes doubt me)

[02:54.00] And if you wanna run your mouth

[02:55.79] Then come take your best shot at me (Best shot at me)

[02:59.01] Is it because you love me that y'all expect so much of me?

[03:01.98] You little groupie bitch, get off me, go fuck Puffy!

[03:04.76] Now because of this blonde mop that's on top

[03:07.00] Of this fucked up head that I've got, I've gone pop?

[03:09.50] The underground just spunned around and did a 360

[03:12.02] Now these kids diss me and act like some big sissies

[03:14.50] "Oh, he just did some shit with Missy

[03:16.50] So now he thinks he's too big to do some shit with MC Get Bizzy"

[03:19.51] My fuckin' bitch mom's suin' for 10 million

[03:22.24] She must want a dollar for every pill I've been stealin'

[03:24.50] Shit, where the fuck you think I picked up the habit?

[03:27.05] All I had to do was go in her room and lift up her mattress

[03:29.23] Which is it, bitch: Mrs. Briggs or Ms. Mathers?

[03:32.02] It doesn't matter, (your attorney Fred Gibson's a) faggot

[03:34.51] Talkin' about I fabricated my past

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

[03:39.25] So tell me, what the hell is a fella to do?

[03:41.74] For every million I make, another relative sues

[03:44.00] Family fightin' and fussin' over who wants to invite me to supper

[03:47.04] All of a sudden I got ninety-some cousins (Hey it's me!)

[03:50.00] A half-brother and sister who never seen me

[03:52.50] Or even bothered to call me until they saw me on TV

[03:54.53] Now everybody's so happy and proud

[03:56.51] I'm finally allowed to step foot in my girlfriend's house (Hey!)

[03:59.75] And then to top it off I walked to the news stand

[04:02.23] To buy this cheap-ass little magazine with a food stamp

[04:04.75] Skipped to the last page, flipped right fast

[04:07.23] And what do I see? A picture of my big white ass

[04:09.75] Okay, let me give you motherfuckers some help

[04:11.99] Um, here, "XXL! XXL!"

[04:14.52] Now your magazine shouldn't have so much trouble to sell

[04:16.75] Aww, fuck it, I'll even buy a couple myself

[04:19.27] ‘Cause I'm just Marshall Mathers (Marshall Mathers)

[04:24.25] I'm just a regular guy

[04:25.23] I don't know why all the fuss about me (Fuss about me)

[04:29.03] Nobody ever gave a fuck before

[04:31.25] All they did was doubt me (Did was doubt me)

[04:33.99] Now everybody wanna run their mouth

[04:36.50] And try to take shots at me (Take shots at me)

[04:39.01] ‘Cause I'm just Marshall Mathers (Marshall Mathers)

[04:44.24] I'm just a regular guy

[04:45.99] I don't know why all the fuss about me (Fuss about me)

[04:49.50] Nobody ever gave a fuck before

[04:53.25] All they did was doubt me (Did was doubt me)

[04:55.00] Now everybody wanna run their mouth

[04:56.28] And try to take shots at me (Take shots at me)