I know dude I think everyone's all jealous and shit 'cause I'm like the lead singer of a band And I think everyone's got a problem with me dude And they need to take it up me after the show
These chicks don't even know the name of my But they're all on me like they wanna hold 'Cause I blow they know that I'll be the man All I'm the lead singer of my band
So I get off stage right and the mic Walk up to the hot chicks and I'm all "Sup ladies, my Slim Shady. I'm the lead in D12 baby" all like "Oh my God it's him" "Becky oh my God it's Eminem" "I to fuckin' God dude you fuckin' rock" "Please Marshall let me suck your cock" And by now the of the fellas get jealous Especially when I drop the and do my acapellas All the chicks start yellin', all the hot Throw their bras and their shirt and their on stage So like every single night they pick a with me But when we fight it's kinda like rivalry Cuz they're back on stage the next with me Dude I just you're tryna steal the light from me Yesterday tried to pull a knife on me 'Cause I told him Jessica Alba's my to be rock star shit, it's the life for me And all the other guys just despise me
These don't even know the name of my band But they're all on me like they hold hands 'Cause once I blow they 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 wanna see a nigga don't you Hey dad how come we don't rap on Smash vocals and do a performance But we in the van and he in a bus You don't my autograph, yous a liar And no I'm Swift (oh I you was Kuniva) the hell is wrong with that dressing room 'Cause my shit is lookin' than a decimal See I know how to rap, see simple but All I did was read a Simmons book So I'm more intect, get on the map Doin' jumpin whilin' get whipped on my back
Look at Em little punk ass thinkin' he the Yeah I man find himself takin on a flick 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 mics are screwed up and his always sound You know what man 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 I was bout to talk right after you I swear, I man
These chicks don't know the name of my band But they're all on me like they wanna hands 'Cause once I blow they know I'll be the man All because I'm the lead singer of my
They say the singers rock, but the group does not we sold out arenas to the amusement park I'm gonna let the world that proof is hot I cut his mic off when the musics starts to snap on a dumbass fan Every time I hear (Hey I love your band) We ain't a band bitch we don't instruments So why he get 90 and we get ten percent And these guys they can find every area
Bitch carry own Can't it to the stage, security in my way (Who the fuck are you? Where's and Dre?!)
Goddammit I'm of this group Time for me to go solo and make some I told you I the beats and wrote all the raps Till Kon Artist slipped me crack Lose Yourself video I was in the Superman video I was in the Fuck the media, I got suggestions Marshall, ask us the questions Like D12, how we get started (What Eminem?) are you retarded? Anyway I'm the guy in the group Big ass stomach, bitches I'm cute (hey sexy) 50 told me to do to get buff I did two and a half and I couldn't get up D12, I'm outta this band I'm gonna start a group the real Roxanne
Girl why cant you see your the one for me And it just tears my ass apart to that you don't know my name
These chicks don't know the name of my band(ha ha) But they're all on me like wanna hold hands(Fuck Marshall) Cuz I blow I know that I'll be the man All because I'm the lead singer of my My My My My My My My My My
The boy band in the world D12! I'm the lead singer of my band, I get all the to take off their And the singer of my band, my salsa all the pretty girl's wan to dance My salsa, look out for my single, it's called My Salsa My salsa, salsa, salsa, salsa, my Makes all the girls wan to dance And take off underpants My makes all the pretty girls wan to dance And take off underpants, my salsa (Where'd go?)