You know I just don't get it

Last year I was nobody

This year I'm sellin records

Now everyone wants to come around like I owe em sumthin...

The fuck you want from me?

Ten million dollars?

Get the fuck outta here!



You see I'm...

Just Marshall Mathers...

I'm just a regular guy I don't know why

All the fuss about me...

Nobody ever gave a fuck before 

All they did was doubt me...

Now everybody wanna run they mouth

And try to take shots at me...



Yo, you might see me joggin

Or you might see me walkin

You might see me walkin 

A dead rottweiler dog

With his head chopped off in the park

With a spiked collar hollerin

At him cuz the son of a bitch wont quit barkin

Or leaning out a window with a cocked shotgun

Drivin up the block in the car that they shot Pac in

Lookin for BIG's killas

Dressin ridiculous

Blue and red like I don't see what the big deal is

Double barrel twelve gauge bigger than Chris Wallace

Pissed off, cuz Biggie and Pac just missed all us

Watchin all these cheap immitations get rich off em

And get dollars that shoulda been theirs like they switched wallets

And amist all this chris poppin and wrist watches

I just sit back and just watch and just get nauseas

And walk around with a empty bottle of Remmy Martin 

Startin shit like some 26 year old skinny Cartman (God Damn It)

I'm anti Backstreet and Ricky Martin

It's instincts to kill N Sync don't get me started

These fuckin brats can't sing and Britney's garbage

What is this bitch retarded

Gimme back my sixteen dollars

All I see is sissies in magazines smilin (Hehe)

Whatever happened to wildin out and being violent

Whatever happened to catchin a good old-fashioned passionate

Ass whoopin and getting your shoes, coat, and your hat tooken



New kids on the block suck allota dick

Boy girl groups make me sick

And I can't wait till I catch all you faggots in public

Imma love it (Ha Ha Ha)



Vanilla Ice don't like me (Uh Uh)

He said some shit devior despite me (Yep)

Then went and dyed his hair just like me (Ha Ha)

A bunch of little kids wanna swear just like me

Run around screamin "I don't care, just bite me" (Na Na)

I think I was put here to annoy the world

And destroy your little 4 year old boy or girl

Plus I was put here to put fear

In faggots who spray FAYGO root beer

And call themselves clowns cuz they look queer

FAGGY 2 dope and silent gay

Claimin Detriot, when y'all live twenty miles away

And I don't wrestle I'll knock you fuckin faggots the fuck out

Ask them about the club they was at when they snuck out

After they ducked out the back when they saw us and bugged out

Ducked down and got paintball shot at they truck PLOW!

Look at y'all runnin your mouth again

When you aint seen a fuckin mile roll South of 10

And I don't need help 

From D-12

To beat up

Two females

And make up

When they tried to scratch me 

Wit Lee nails

Slim Anus...you damn right Slim Anus 

I don't get fucked in mine like you two little flamin faggots



Cuz I'm...

Just Marshall Mathers...

I'm not a wrestler guy 

I'll knock you out if you talk about me...

Come and see me on the streets alone 

If you assholes doubt me...

And if wanna run your mouth 

Then come and take your best shot at me...



Is it because you love me 

That y'all expect so much of me

You little groupie bitch get off me

Go fuck Puffy

Now because of this blonde mop

That's on top

Wit this fucked up head that I've got

I've gone pop 

The underground just spun around and did a 360

Now these kids diss me and act like some big sissies

Oh, he just did some shit with Missy

So now he thinks he's too big to do some shit with MC Get Busy

My fuckin bitch mom suing for ten million

She must want a dollar for every pill I been stealin

Shit, where the fuck you think I picked up the habit

All I had to do was go in her room and lift up a matress

Which is it bitch Mrs. Riggs or Ms. Mathers

It doesn't matter........faggot

Talkin about how I fabricated my past

He's just aggravated I wont ejaculate in his ass

So tell me, what the hell is a fella to do

For every million I make, another relative sues

Family fightin and fussin 

Over for who wants to invite me to supper

All of a sudden 

I got 90 some cousins (Hey It's Me)

A half brother and sister who never seen me

Or even bothered to call me

Until they saw me on TV

Now everybody's so happy and proud

I'm finally allowed 

To set foot in my girlfriends house (Hey)

And then to top it off I walk to the newsstand

And buy this cheap ass magazine with a food stamp

Skipped to the last page flipped right fast

And what do i see? A picture of my big white ass!

Ok, lemme give you motherfuckers some help

Uh here...double XL, double XL

Now your magazine shouldn't have so much trouble to sell

Aww fuck it I'll even buy a couple myself



Cuz I'm...

Just Marshall Mathers...

I'm just a regular guy I don't know 

All the fuss about me...

Nobody ever gave a fuck before 

All they did was doubt me...

Now everybody wanna run they mouth

And try to take shots at me...



Because I'm...

Just Marshall Mathers...

I'm just a regular guy I don't know 

All the fuss about me...

Nobody ever gave a fuck before 

All they did was doubt me...

Now everybody wanna run they mouth

And try to take shots at me...