I don't know dude I think everybody's all jealous and shit Cause I'm like the lead singer of a band dude And I think everybody's got a fucking 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 Cause once I blow they know that I'll be the man All because I'm the lead singer of my band
[Eminem] So I get off stage right and drop the mic Walk up to these hot chicks and I'm all like Sup 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 fucking god it's Eminem I swear to fucking God dude you fucking rock Please Marshall, please let me suck your cock And by now, the rest of the fellas get jealous Especially when I drop the beat and do my acapellas All the chicks start yelling, all the hot babes Throw their bras and their shirts and their panties on stage So like every single night they pick a fight with me But when we fight it's kinda like sibling rivalry Cause they're back on stage the next night with me Dude! I just think you're trying to 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 shit, it's the life for me And all the other guys just despise me because
[Hook]
You just wanna see a nigga backwards don't you Hey dad how come we don't rap on Pro Tools? Smash these vocals and do a performance But we in the van and he in a tour bus You don't want my autograph, you's a liar And no, I'm Swift (oh, I thought you were Kuniva) What the hell is wrong with our dressing room?! Cause my shit is looking 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 intact, tryna get on the map Doing jumping jacks whiling get whipped on my back
Look at Em's little punk ass thinking he the shit (Yeah I know man find himself taking all the flicks) Hey I thought we had an interview with DJ Clue (Eminem: No I had an interview, not you two) You gon' be late for soundcheck (Man, I ain't going to soundcheck) And our mics are screwed up (and his always sound best!) (You know what man, I'm a say something) Ayo Em! (Eminem: You got somethin to say?!) (Man, nothing) I thought you bout to tell him off, what's up? (Man I'm a tell him when I feel like it, man, shut up!) (And you ain't even back me up when we supposed to be a crew) Man I was bout to talk right after you, I swear (Aww man whatever) I swear, man
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They say the lead singers rock, but the group does not Went from sold out arenas to the amusement parks I'm gon' let the world know that Proof is hot I should cut his mic off when the music starts (Eminem: Ayo it's..) Ready to snap on a dumbass fan Every time I hear (Hey, dude I love your band!) We ain't a band bitch, we don't play instruments So why he get 90 and we only get 10 percent? And these guys acting funny every area code (Eminem: Proof, carry my bag!) bitch, carry your own Can't make it to the stage, security in my way (Who the fuck are you? Where's Obie and Dre?!)
God damn it, I'm sick of this group Time for me to go solo and make some loot I told you I made the beats and wrote all the raps Till Kon Artis - slipped me some crack "Lose Yourself" video I was in the back "Superman" video I was in the back For the media, I got some suggestions Fuck Marshall! ask us the questions Like who's D12? how we get started? (What about Eminem?) Bitch are you retarded?! Anyway, I'm the popularest guy in the group