I know dude I think everyone's all jealous and 'cause I'm like the lead singer of a band dude And I think everyone's got a problem with me dude And they need to take it up with me the show
These chicks don't even know the of my band But all on me like they wanna hold hands 'Cause I blow they know that I'll be the man All because I'm the lead singer of my
So I get off stage and drop 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 fuckin' God Eminem" "I swear to fuckin' God dude you rock" "Please Marshall please let me suck 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 bras and their shirt and their panties on stage So like every night they pick a fight with me But when we fight kinda like sibling rivalry Cuz they're back on stage the next with me Dude I think you're tryna steal the light from me Yesterday tried to pull a knife on me I told him Jessica Alba's my wife to be This star shit, it's the life for me And all the other guys despise me because
These chicks don't 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 because I'm the lead of my band My My My My My My My My
You just see a nigga backwards don't you Hey dad how come we don't rap on these vocals and do a performance But we in the van and he in a bus You don't want my autograph, yous a And no I'm Swift (oh I you was Kuniva) the hell is wrong with that dressing room 'Cause my is lookin' smaller than a decimal See I know how to rap, see simple but All I did was a Russell Simmons book So I'm more intect, get on the map jumpin jacks 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 thought we had an interview with DJ No I had an not you two You be late for soundcheck Man I goin' to soundcheck But our mics are up and his always sound best You know what man I'ma say Hey yo Em You got to say?! Man no I you bout to tell him off, what's up Man I'ma tell him I feel like it, man shut up And you ain't even back me up when we s'posed to be When I was bout to right after you I swear, I man
These chicks don't know the name of my band But they're all on me they wanna hold 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 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 starts to snap on a dumbass fan Every time I hear (Hey dude I love band) We ain't a band bitch we don't play So why he get 90 and we only get ten And these they can find every area code
Bitch your own Can't make it to the stage, in my way (Who the fuck are you? Obie and Dre?!)
I'm sick of this group Time for me to go and make some loot I told you I the beats and wrote all the raps Till Kon Artist me some crack Lose Yourself I was in the back video I was in the back Fuck the media, I got suggestions Marshall, ask us the questions Like who's D12, how we get (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 with the Roxanne
Girl why cant you see the only one for me And it just tears my ass apart to know that you don't know my
These chicks don't even know the of my band(ha ha) But all on me like they wanna hold hands(Fuck Marshall) Cuz I blow I know that I'll be the man All because I'm the lead of my band My My My My My My My My My
The hottest boy in the world 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 wan to dance My salsa, look out for my next single, it's My Salsa My salsa, salsa, salsa, salsa, my Makes all the pretty wan to dance And off their underpants My salsa makes all the girls wan to dance And take off their underpants, my (Where'd go?)