Marshall Mathers-Eminem

[00:00.00] 作词 : Bass, Bass, Mathers [00:00.52] 作曲 : Mark Bass/Jeff Bass/Marshall Mathers [00:01.05] [00:03.53]You know, I just don't get it [00:06.18]Last year I was nobody [00:08.80]This year I'm sellin' records [00:11.52]Now everybody wants to come around like I owe' em somethin [00:14.85]The **** you want from me, ten million dollars? [00:17.58]Get the **** outta here [00:20.51]You see, I'm just Marshall Mathers (Marshall Mathers) [00:24.41]I'm just a regular guy [00:25.67]I don't know why all the fuss about me (fuss about me) [00:29.22]Nobody ever gave a **** before [00:31.11]All they did was doubt me (did was doubt me) [00:34.36]Now everybody wanna run they mouth [00:35.73]And try to take shots at me (take shots at me) [00:39.18]Yo you might see me joggin', you might see me walkin' [00:42.25]You might see me walkin' a dead Rottweiler dog [00:44.34]With it's head chopped off in the park with a spiked collar [00:47.19]Hollerin' at him 'cause the son of a b***h won't quit barkin' [00:49.35]Or leanin' out a window, with a cocked shotgun [00:52.20]Drivin' up the block in the car that they shot 'Pac in [00:54.99]Lookin for Big's killers, dressin' ridiculous [00:56.89]Blue and red, like I don't see what the big deal is [00:59.88]Double barrel 12-gauge bigger than Chris Wallace [01:02.12]Pissed off 'cause Biggie and Pac just missed all this [01:04.77]Watchin' all these cheap imitations get rich off 'em [01:07.10]And get dollars that shoulda been theirs like they switched wallets [01:09.67]And amidst all this Crist' poppin' and wristwatches [01:11.79]I just sit back and just watch and just get nauseous [01:14.96]And walk around with an empty bottle of Remy Martin [01:17.30]Startin' shit like some twenty-six-year-old skinny Cartman (Goddamn it!) [01:20.27]An anti-Backstreet and Ricky Martin [01:21.99]Whose instinct's to kill *NSYNC, don't get me started [01:24.68]These ****in' brats can't sing and Britney's garbage [01:27.33]What's this b***h, retarded? Give me back my sixteen dollars! [01:29.57]All I see is sissies in magazines smilin' [01:32.54]Whatever happened to wilin' out and being violent? [01:34.92]Whatever happened to catchin' a good old-fashioned passionate ass-whoopin' [01:36.57]And gettin' your shoes, coat and your hat tooken? [01:39.98]New Kids on the Block suck a lot of d**k [01:42.68]Boy, girl groups make me sick [01:44.60]And I can't wait 'til I catch all you fa***ts in public [01:47.54]I'ma love it [01:49.49]Vanilla Ice don't like me (Uh-uh) [01:51.71]He said some shit in Vibe to spite me (yup) [01:53.61]Then went and dyed his hair just like me [01:55.72]A bunch of little kids wanna swear just like me [01:57.49]And run around screamin' "I don't care, just bite me!" (nah nah) [01:59.77]I think I was put here to annoy the world [02:01.90]And destroy your little four-year-old boy or girl [02:04.35]Plus I was put here to put fear in faggots who spray Faygo Root Beer [02:08.02]And call themselves clowns 'cause they look queer [02:09.84]Faggy 2 Dope and Silent Gay [02:11.77]Claimin' Detroit, when y'all live twenty miles away (****in' punks) [02:14.56]And I don't wrestle, I'll knock you ****in' faggots the **** out [02:17.68]Ask 'em about the club they was at when they snuck out [02:20.27]After they ducked out the back when they saw us and bugged out [02:22.93]Ducked down and got paintballs shot at they truck — blaow! [02:25.21]Look at y'all runnin' your mouth again [02:26.54]When you ain't seen a ****in' mile road south of 10 [02:28.87]And I don't need help from D12 to beat up two females [02:31.82]In make-up who may try to scratch me with Lee Nails [02:34.96]"Slim A**s"? You damn right, slim a**s [02:36.93]I don't get ****ed in mine like you two little flamin' faggots [02:39.48]Chorus ×2 [02:40.59]'Cause I'm just Marshall Mathers (Marshall Mathers) [02:44.36]I'm not a wrestler guy [02:45.77]I'll knock you out if you talk about me [02:49.80]Come and see me on the streets alone [02:51.43]If you a*****es doubt me (A*****es doubt me) [02:54.64]And if you wanna run your mouth [02:55.94]Then come take your best shot at me (Best shot at me) [02:59.34]Is it because you love me that y'all expect so much of me? [03:02.28]You little groupie b***h, get off me, go **** Puffy [03:04.28]Now because of this blonde mop that's on top [03:06.88]Of this ****ed up head that I've got, I've gone pop? [03:09.63]The underground just spunned around and did a 360 [03:12.15]Now these kids diss me and act like some big sissies [03:14.73]"Oh, he just did some shit with Missy [03:16.53]So now he thinks he's too big to do some shit with MC Get-Bizzy" [03:19.66]My ****in' b***h mom's suin' for ten-million [03:22.11]She must want a dollar for every pill I've been stealin' [03:24.78]shit, where the **** you think I picked up the habit? [03:27.22]All I had to do was go in her room and lift up her mattress [03:30.67]Which is it, b***h: Mrs. Briggs or Ms. Mathers? [03:32.40]It doesn't matter, [your attorney Fred Gibson’s a] faggot [03:35.02]Talkin' about I fabricated my past [03:36.80]He's just aggravated I won't ejaculate in his ass (Uhh!) [03:39.11]So tell me, what the hell is a fella to do? [03:42.22]For every million I make, another relative sues [03:44.32]Family fightin' and fussin' over who wants to invite me to supper [03:47.17]All of a sudden I got ninety-some cousins (Hey it's me!) [03:50.40]A half-brother and sister who never seen me [03:52.41]Or even bothered to call me until they saw me on TV [03:55.09]Now everybody's so happy and proud [03:56.46]I'm finally allowed to step foot in my girlfriend's house (Hey-hey!) [03:58.98]And then to top it off I walked to the newsstand [04:02.50]To buy this cheap-ass little magazine with a food stamp [04:04.98]Skipped to the last page, flipped right fast [04:07.07]And what do I see? A picture of my big white ass [04:09.82]Okay, let me give you mother****ers some help: [04:11.61]Uh, here, "XXL! XXL!" [04:14.57]Now your magazine shouldn't have so much trouble to sell [04:17.00]Aw, **** it, I'll even buy a couple myself [04:19.67]Chorus ×2