I don't know dude... I think everyone's all jealous and sh** cuz I'm like the lead singer of a band dude... And I think everyone's got a f***in problem with me dude... And they need to take it up with me after the show... Because...
These chicks don't even know the name of my band... But they're all on me like they wanna hold hands... Cuz once I blow they know that i'll be the man... All because I'm the lead singer of my band...
So I get off stage right and drop the mic Walk up to the hot chicks and I'm all like 'What's up ladies, my name's Slim Shady' I'm the lead singer in D12 baby They're all like 'Oh my god it's him' 'Becky oh my f***in' god it's Eminem' 'I swear to f***in god dude you f***in rock' 'Please won't you please let me suck your c***' And by now the rest of the fellas get jealous Especially when I drop the beat and do my acapellas All the chicks start yellin', all the hot babes Throw their bras and their shirt and their panties on stage So like every single night they pick a fight with me But when we fight it's kinda like sealin rivalry Cuz they're back on stage the next night with me Dude I just think you're tryna steal the light from me Yesterday Kuniva tried to pull a knife on me Cause I told him Jessica Alba's my wife to be This rock star sh**, it's the life for me And all the other guys just despise me be
These chicks don't even know the name of my band... But they're all on me like they wanna hold hands... Cuz once I blow they know that i'll be the man... All because I'm the lead singer of my band... My band...
You just wanna see a nigga backwards don't you Hey dad how come we don't rap on proto Smash these vocals and do a performance But we in the van and he in a tour bus You don't want my autograph, yous a liar And no I'm Swift (oh I thought you was Kuniva) What the hell is wrong with that dressing room Cuz my sh** is lookin smaller than a decimal See I know how to rap, see it's simple but All I did was read a Russell Simmons book So I'm more intect, tryna get on the map Doin' jumpin jacks whilin' get whipped on my back
Look at Em little punk ass thinkin' he the sh** Yeah I know man find himself takin on a flick Hey I thought we had an interview with DJ Clue (No I had an interview not you two) You gonna be late for soundcheck Man I ain't goin' to soundcheck But our mics are screwed up and his always sound best You know what man I'ma say somethin Hey yo Em You got somethin to say?! Man no I thought you bout to tell him off, what's up Man I'ma tell him when I feel like it, man shut up And you ain't even back me up when we s'posed to be crew When I was bout to talk right after you I swear, I swear man
These chicks don't even know the name of my band... But they're all on me like they wanna hold hands... Cuz once I blow they know that i'll be the man... All because I'm the lead singer of my band...
They say the lead singers rock, but the group does not Once we sold out arenas to the amusement park I'm gonna let the world know that proof is hot I should cut his mic off when the musics starts Ready to snap on a dumbass fan Every time i hear (Hey dude I love your band) We ain't a band bi*** we don't play instruments So why he get 90 and we only get 10 percent And these guys they can find every area code (Proof carry my bag) bi*** carry your own Can't make it to the stage, security in my way (Who the f*** are you? Where's Obie and Dre?!)
***dammit I'm sick of this group Time for me to go solo and make some loop I told you I made the beats and wrote all the raps Till Kon Artis sl