I don't know I think everyone's all jealous and shit 'cause I'm like the singer of a band dude And I everyone's got a fuckin' problem with me dude And they to take it up with me after the show
These don't even know the name of my band But all on me like they wanna hold hands 'Cause once I they know that I'll be the man All I'm the lead singer of my band
So I get off stage and drop the mic up to the hot chicks and I'm all like "Sup ladies, my Slim Shady. I'm the singer in D12 baby" all like "Oh my God it's him" "Becky oh my fuckin' God Eminem" "I swear to fuckin' God you fuckin' rock" "Please Marshall please let me your cock" And by now the rest of the get jealous Especially when I drop the beat and do my All the chicks yellin', all the hot babes Throw their bras and their shirt and their panties on So like every single night they pick a fight me But we fight it's kinda like sibling rivalry Cuz they're back on stage the next night me Dude I just think tryna steal the light from me Kuniva tried to pull a knife on me 'Cause I him Jessica Alba's my wife to be This star shit, it's the life for me And all the other just despise me because
These chicks don't know the name of my band But they're all on me like they wanna hands 'Cause once I they know that I'll be the man All because I'm the singer of my band My My My My My My My My
You just see a nigga backwards don't you Hey dad how we don't rap on Protools Smash vocals and do a performance But we in the van and he in a bus You don't want my autograph, a liar And no I'm (oh I thought you was Kuniva) What the hell is wrong with that dressing 'Cause my is lookin' smaller than a decimal See I know how to rap, see simple but All I did was read a Russell Simmons So I'm intect, tryna get on the map Doin' jumpin whilin' get whipped on my back
Look at Em punk ass thinkin' he the shit Yeah I know man find himself takin on a Hey I we had an interview with DJ Clue No I had an not you two You gonna be late for Man I ain't goin' to But our are screwed up and his always sound best You what man I'ma say somethin Hey yo Em You got to say?! Man no I thought you bout to tell him off, up Man I'ma tell him when I feel like it, man up And you even back me up when we s'posed to be crew When I was bout to talk right you I swear, I man
These chicks don't even the name of my band But they're all on me like they wanna hold 'Cause once I blow they that I'll be the man All because I'm the lead of my band
They say the lead singers rock, but the does not Once we sold out arenas to the park I'm gonna let the world that proof is hot I should cut his mic off when the musics to snap on a dumbass fan Every I hear (Hey dude I love your band) We ain't a bitch we don't play instruments So why he get 90 and we get ten percent And these guys they can find every area
carry your own Can't it to the stage, security in my way (Who the fuck are you? Where's and Dre?!)
I'm sick of this group Time for me to go solo and make some I told you I made the beats and all the raps Till Kon slipped me some crack Lose video I was in the back video I was in the back Fuck the media, I got suggestions Fuck Marshall, ask us the Like D12, how we get started (What Eminem?) Bitch are you Anyway I'm the popularest guy in the Big ass stomach, bitches I'm cute (hey sexy) 50 me to do situps to get buff I did two and a and then I couldn't get up Fuck D12, I'm this band I'm gonna start a group with the Roxanne
Girl why you see your the only one for me And it just tears my ass apart to know that you don't my name
These don't even know the name of my band(ha ha) But they're all on me like they hold hands(Fuck Marshall) Cuz once I I know that I'll be the man All I'm the lead singer of my band My My My My My My My My My
The hottest boy band in the D12! I'm the lead singer of my band, I get all the girl's to off their And the lead of my band, my salsa Makes all the pretty girl's wan to My salsa, out for my next single, it's called My Salsa My salsa, salsa, salsa, salsa, my all the pretty girls wan to dance And take off underpants My salsa makes all the girls wan to dance And off their underpants, my salsa (Where'd go?)