Gimme back my sixteen dollars All I see is sissies in magazines smiling Whatever happened to whylin out and bein violent? Whatever happened to catchin a good-ol' fashioned passionate ass-whoopin and gettin your shoes coat and your hat tooken? Ducked down and got paintballs shot at they truck, blaow! Chorus Two: Eminem Cause I'm, just Marshall Mathers Marshall Mathers I'm not a wrestler guy, I'll knock you out if you talk about me you talk about me Come and see me on the streets alone if you assholes doubt me assholes doubt me And if you wanna run your mouth then come take your best shot at me your best shot at me [Eminem] Is it because you love me that y'all expect so much of me? All I had to do was go in her room and lift up her mattress Which is it bitch, Mrs. Briggs or Ms. It doesn't matter your [attorney Fred Gibson's a] faggot! Talkin about I fabricated my past He's just aggravated I won't ejaculate in his ass Uhh! So tell me, what the hell is a fella to do?
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Gimme back my sixteen dollars All I see is sissies in magazines smiling Whatever happened to whylin out and bein violent? Whatever happened to catchin a good-ol' fashioned passionate ass-whoopin and gettin your shoes coat and your hat tooken? Ducked down and got paintballs shot at they truck, blaow! Look at y'all runnin your mouth again when you ain't seen a fuckin Mile Road, South of 10 And I don't need help, from D, to beat up two females in make-up, who may try to scratch me with Lee Nails "Slim Anus," you damn right, Slim Anus I don't get fucked in mine like you two little flaming faggots!
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Platinum Collection. Marshall Mathers. Artista: Eminem. Gimme back my sixteen dollars All I see is sissies in magazines smiling Whatever happened to whylin out and bein violent? Whatever happened to catchin a good-ol' fashioned passionate ass-whoopin and gettin your shoes coat and your hat tooken? Ducked down and got paintballs shot at they truck, blaow! Look at y'all runnin your mouth again when you ain't seen a fuckin Mile Road, South of 10 And I don't need help, from D, to beat up two females in make-up, who may try to scratch me with Lee Nails "Slim Anus," you damn right, Slim Anus I don't get fucked in mine like you two little flaming faggots! Chorus Two: Eminem Cause I'm, just Marshall Mathers Marshall Mathers I'm not a wrestler guy, I'll knock you out if you talk about me you talk about me Come and see me on the streets alone if you assholes doubt me assholes doubt me And if you wanna run your mouth then come take your best shot at me your best shot at me [Eminem] Is it because you love me that y'all expect so much of me?
You know I just don't get it, last year I was nobody This year I'm sellin' records Now everybody wants to come around like I owe 'em somethin' The fuck you want from me? Gimme back my sixteen dollars All I see is sissies in magazines smiling Whatever happened to whylin' out and bein' violent? Whatever happened to catchin' a good-ol' fashioned Passionate ass-whoopin' and gettin' your shoes coat and your hat tooken? New kids on the block, sucked a lot of dick Boy-girl groups make me sick And I can't wait 'til I catch all you fagots in public I'ma love it Vanilla Ice don't like me, said some shit in vibe to spite me Then went and dyed his hair just like me A bunch of little kids wanna swear just like me And run around screamin', "I don't care, just bite me" 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 fagots who spray Faygo Root Beer And call themselves clowns 'cause they look queer Fagot to dope and silent gay Claimin' Detroit, when y'all live twenty miles away And I don't wrestle, I'll knock you fuckin' fagots the fuck out Ask 'em 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 paint balls shot at they truck, blaow!
