Makes all the pretty girls want to dance
All because I'm the lead singer of my band
The hottest boy band in the world, D12!
I thought you 'bout to tell him off man, what's up?
'Cause once I blow they know that I'll be the man
I should cut his mic off when the music starts "Hey yo it's"
And by now, the rest of the fellas get jealous
Big ass stomach, bitches think I'm cute
My salsa makes all the pretty girls want to dance
And it just tears my ass apart to know that
Hey, I thought we had an interview with DJ Clue
"Please, Marshall, please let me suck your cock!"
We ain't a band bitch, we don't play instruments
'Cause they're back on stage, the next night with me
So why he get 90 and we only get 10 percent?
'Til Kon Artis slipped me some crack
Can't make it to the stage, security in my way
I get all the girls to take off their underpants
For the media, I got some suggestions
My band, my band, my band, my band!
Throw their bras and their shirts and their panties on stage
Yesterday Kuniva tried to pull a knife on me
Look at Em, little punk ass thinkin' he the shit
What the hell is wrong with our dressing room?
These chicks don't even know the name of my band
Man I was 'bout to talk right after you, I swear
And I think everybody's got a fuckin' problem with me, dude
Walk up to the hot chicks and I'm all like
And the lead singer of my band, my salsa
My band, my band, my band, my band!
All the chicks start yelling, all the hot babes
'Cause I told him Jessica Alba's my wife to be
I'm the lead singer of D-12 baby"
Man nothing
Smash these vocals and do a performance
God damn it, I'm sick of this group
These chicks don't even know the name of my band
But they're all on me like they wanna hold hands
So I'm more intact, tryna get on the map
See I know how to rap, it's simple but
'Cause once I blow they know that I'll be the man
Lose Yourself video, I was in the back
You don't know my name
No, I had an interview, not you two
So I get off stage, right, drop the mic
This rock star shit, it's the life for me
But what about Eminem?
My salsa, salsa, salsa, salsa
You just wanna see a nigga backwards, don't you
'Cause once I blow I know that I'll be the man
But when we fight it's kinda like sibling rivalry
All because I'm the lead singer of my band
But they're all on me like they wanna hold hands
"'Sup ladies? My name's Slim Shady
All because I'm the lead singer of my band
Every time I hear "Hey dude I love your band!"
I'm gonna start a group with the real Roxanne
Aww man whatever
'Cause once I blow they know that I'll be the man
Man I'm a tell him when I feel like it, man shut up
Did two and a half and then couldn't get up
And you ain't even back me up when we supposed to be a crew
Girl why can't you see you're the only one for me
I'm the lead singer of my band
You don't want my autograph, you'se a liar
And no I'm Swift, oh I thought you were Kuniva
'Cause I'm like the lead singer of the band, dude
50 told me to do situps to get buff
My band, my band, my band, my band!
And these guys acting funny every area code
My salsa, look out for my next single it's called 'My Salsa'
"I swear to fucking God, dude you fucking rock!"
They're all like "Oh my God it's him!"
I swear man
But we in the van and he in a tour bus
Superman video, I was in the back
These chicks don't even know the name of my band
They say the lead singers rock, but the group does not
Ready to snap on a dumbass fan
Fuck Marshall, ask us the questions
My band, my band, my band, my band!
Hey dad how come we don't rap on proto?
You gon' be late for soundcheck
Yeah I know man, find himself takin' on a flick
Doin' jumpin' jacks while get whipped on my back
All because I'm the lead singer of
My band baby!
Hey yo Em! You got somethin' to say?
And all the other guys just despise me, because
"Becky oh my fucking god it's Eminem!"
So like every single night they pick a fight with me
I'm gon' let the world know that Proof is hot
And our mics are screwed up
Fuck D12! I'm outta this band
Specially when I drop the beat and do my acapellas
And his always sound best!
And they need to take it up with me after the show, because
And take off their underpants
'Cause our shit is lookin' smaller than a decimal
Dude, I just think you're trying to steal the light from me
I told you I made the beats and wrote all the raps
Proof, carry my bag
Went from sold out arenas to the amusement parks
These chicks don't even know the name of my band
My salsa makes all the pretty girls want to dance
Bitch are you retarded?
All I did was read a Russell Simmons book
You know what man, I'm a say something
Who the fuck are you?
Bitch carry your own
My band, baby!
Like who's D12? How we get started?
Time for me to go solo and make some loot
Man I ain't goin' to soundcheck
Anyway, I'm the popularest guy in the group
But they're all on me like they wanna hold hands, fuck Marshall!
And take off their underpants, my salsa
Where's Obie and Dre?
But they're all on me like they wanna hold hands
