Marshall Mathers [Instrumental] 

One of the best depressed instrumentals ever Just a masterpiece from the producer

Eminems most badass instrumental

Sounds like a gangster 70-80 game 2x speed

Why no body has the guitar solo in the end that's like one of the best moments in the whole song, anyways the instrumental is grate keep it up, nice work.

-I’m just failing fading like the shade in the dimmest of light, even darkness uses brightness for the chance to shine - when you look into someone’s eyes it could tell a thousand life’s

tbh man, i kinda wanna just use this instrumental for a remix, i don't really want no remastered version. this is honestly one of the best reproductions of this song I've heard. I just really love the sound.

I LOVE this beat!!! The beats themselves are just as good as when the lyrics are added.Thanks Eminem!!!!!!! Love your rap!!!!!!

[Intro] You know, I just don't get it Last year I was nobody, this year I'm selling records Now everybody wants to come around Like I owe 'em something The fuck you want from me, ten million dollars? Get the fuck outta here! [Hook] You see, I'm just Marshall Mathers (Marshall Mathers) I'm just a regular guy I don't know why all the fuss about me (Fuss about me) Nobody ever gave a fuck before All they did was doubt me (Did was doubt me) Now everybody wanna run their mouth And try to take shots at me (Take shots at me) [Verse 1] Yo, you might see me joggin', you might see me walkin' You might see me walkin' a dead Rottweiler dog With its head chopped off in the park with a spiked collar Hollerin' at him ‘cause the son of a bitch won't quit barkin' Or leanin' out a window with a cocked shotgun Drivin' up the block in the car that they shot Pac in Looking for Big's killers, dressin' ridiculous Blue and red, like I don't see what the big deal is Double barrel 12-gauge bigger than Chris Wallace Pissed off ‘cause Biggie and Pac just missed all this Watchin' all these cheap imitations get rich off 'em And get dollars that shoulda been theirs like they switched wallets And amidst all this Crist' poppin' and wrist watches I just sit back and just watch and just get nauseous And walk around with an empty bottle of Remy Martin Startin' shit like some 26-year-old skinny Cartman (Goddamn it!) An anti-Backstreet and Ricky Martin Whose instinct's to kill N'Sync, don't get me started These fuckin' brats can't sing and Britney's garbage What's this bitch, retarded? Give me back my sixteen dollars! All I see is sissies in magazines smilin' Whatever happened to wilin' out and being violent? Whatever happened to catchin' A good old-fashioned passionate ass-whoopin' And gettin' your shoes, coat and your hat tooken [Bridge] 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 faggots in public I'ma love it [Verse 2] Vanilla Ice don't like me (uh-uh) Said some shit in Vibe to spite me (yo) Then went and dyed his hair just like me (ha-ha) A bunch of little kids wanna swear just like me And 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 four-year-old boy or girl Plus I was put here to put fear In faggots who spray Faygo Root Beer And call themselves clowns ‘cause they look queer Faggy 2 Dope and Silent Gay Claimin' Detroit, when y'all live 20 miles away (fuckin' punks) And I don't wrestle, I'll knock you fuckin' faggots 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 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 D12 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 flamin' faggots [Hook 2] ‘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 (Best shot at me) [Verse 3] 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 Of this fucked up head that I've got, I've gone pop? The underground just spunned 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 Bizzy" My fuckin' bitch mom's suin' for 10 million She must want a dollar for every pill I've 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 her mattress Which is it, bitch: Mrs. Briggs or Ms. Mathers? 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 So tell me, what the hell is a fella to do? For every million I make, another relative sues Family fightin' and fussin' over who wants to invite me to supper All of a sudden I got ninety-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 step foot in my girlfriend's house (Hey!) And then to top it off I walked to the news stand To buy this cheap-ass little 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 Okay, let me give you motherfuckers some help Um, here, "XXL! XXL!" Now your magazine shouldn't have so much trouble to sell Aww, fuck it, I'll even buy a couple myself [Hook] ‘Cause I'm just Marshall Mathers (Marshall Mathers) I'm just a regular guy I don't know why all the fuss about me (Fuss about me) Nobody ever gave a fuck before All they did was doubt me (Did was doubt me) Now everybody wanna run their mouth And try to take shots at me (Take shots at me) [Hook] ‘Cause I'm just Marshall Mathers (Marshall Mathers) I'm just a regular guy I don't know why all the fuss about me (Fuss about me) Nobody ever gave a fuck before All they did was doubt me (Did was doubt me) Now everybody wanna run their mouth And try to take shots at me (Take shots at me)

im a spiritual lyrical miracle individual spiritual miracle

You know, i just don't get it.... guys in the comments are nobody, but they want selling records...

This is arguably better, great job man!

respect from romania big up !

I was trying to freestyle on Lose Yourself lyrics with this beat lmaooo, went along nicely

Wicked work thank you ! Have used this on a video I've uploaded & rapped over it. Thanks heaps dude ;)

man this is great dude

Sounds sweet man, keep it up!

Life changing.

Good remake :)

Damn son, this shit is dope af. Well done and keep up the good work! Have you done any originals with this type of sound? Peace!

BRAVO!!!!!

Testosterone in audio format

until rigth now is the best that I founded instrumental

Hey, thanks for this instrumental. I like it even better than the album version. I have remixed Marshall Mathers acapella with this track and it's pretty good. I hope you don't mind. If so, I'll take it down. Just wanted you to hear, of course, the credit is yours.

درود به تو ژرمی و سپاس از تو برای به اشتراک گذاشتن این نسخه عالی! زنده باد تمام انسان ها و موجودات جهانمان! زنده باد مارشال! همیشه در خاطر...

love it! gj

I hope you live the life you want, good luck

I’m Going to Used this beautiful beat

Very nice👏👌

I can’t run I can’t hide hard for me to escape same dream every night of me seeing my fate the ones that I love and trust lying straight to my face that’s why I stay solo until the day that I die my mind scramble thought I was trippen seen the most fuck up shit god take away my vision

Please do the remake of this more hardcore. Well done!

Keeep pushing brother

I swear to god, when i listen to the actual song the guitar sounds different

Please release the remastered version! would love to hear it

Sometimes, I teeter totter back and forth, contemplating what I'm to swallow for the rest of the month. Yo, It wouldn't make a difference if you gave me a gun; I'm just another kid that's been looking for fun, in unusual places, a thousand mazes, went down to the basement and stuck to the basics.

oh baby , now i things , im crazy đôi mắt anh giờ này chẳng còn thấy gì em đã lấy đi , lấy đi tầm nhìn em là giọng nói , giọng nói thầm thì em ơi em à , em cần gì ? gác bàn chân , nắm bàn tay ta không đi qua ngày tháng , ta sống trong nó , cho đến khi tan hết nỗi nhớ này mang mà , anh không cần sống trong cỏ và giọt lệ ngày xưa ướt dù chưa từng được hong khô cũng chẳng sao , vì giờ này tim anh chẳng còn trống chỗ , cho quá khứ , thứ anh hướng đến là tương lai , là đường dài là những mong đợi , là một nỗi nhớ không nguôi không thể đi đến tận cùng của thời gian thì em à , chí ít hãy bước đến lúc đời tàn một phút bên nhau như vĩnh cửu , như tích tắc chẳng thể hiểu nổi tình yêu , phút chốc hay vĩnh hằng ? một đêm một bóng hình hai đêm đến vô vàn vẫn một bóng hình anh đã bị ảnh hưởng tâm trí lẫn con tim bị chiếm giữ bởi cơn sóng tình anh cũng đã biết , thế giới này chả còn ai giống mình

I wanna walk around like they owe me something, Look at em with both eyes, you don’t owe me nothing, What you lived ain’t what you think a screen that’s buffering, What’s a fight with no opponent delusions hovering,

Is there a way of u making a whole instrumental version of this album? That would be awesome!, I'm willing to pay if u could

this is cold blood NYC

I wish that I could just float away from the bullshit, every night and day I pray, I keep my focus, everybody say what they wanna say, I say it's hopeless, I hope you know this Just try to Chew it don't choke it, stop smoking

dope

Renegade that hides in the shade Suppressing his flame, Trying not to fade, With a sharp blade, Wondering why hes stayed, In pain, In Spain, Dont know why he hasn't been slain, And you know his soul will never be tamed, Never caged, Forever free, you see, He'll defeat any enemy, And conquer any opportunity, Wants nothing but unity, But hears just blasphemy In every city Thinking its shitty, Gritty, Shits to rough even for fifty, But there comes a point where everything is shifting, You feel your mind drifting, Get to a point where you dont even know what you're forgetting.

GOTTA SAMPLE THAT SHIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIT

Like my brother

Props to Eminem for drawing the longest cigarette puff ever recorded just for this clip

oh shit i feel this... look :55 yeah.. i was born with no family-since my father parted leavin me alone in the dark-inyet i feel surrounded by all these angels and demons inside my palm-its very hard to live and not know right from wrong look... i always felt like i was put here to make a difference like i was placed to face the demons of inhibition sit back and listen feelin all of my words take a spot in your soul its written yeah this shit is written... look.. pin-her to the floor this shit winnin reaper of sin n its easy to tell when your back where uv been snortin the same lines of coke sippin ice coke and gin ull neva win..

Your leaving I know you ain't taking my daughter Come here baby sit with Dad on his rocker I take her keys tryna stop her You don't have to scream so loud Baby girl I want you to know daddy's proud And I know ur haunted by the crowd And I really doubt what ur trying to do All I ever wanted was for us two raise our Lil girl U gotta know ur daddy's hole world And I'm not ever letting go No bitch I said no Why u make me scream Why do you have to be damn mean Why would you want to take her away There's only so many days that we get to play Is that not okay I gotta get back on the road in may Baby listen to what daddy's has to say Don't ever leave me your the one person who won't ever dieseive me Quit throwing shit u almost hit me Can't u see she on my lap Divorce that's a pile of crap Fuck that I ain't signing shit I hope you know this isn't what I'm suppose to get Your not leaving your full of shit Go ahead kick I said kick throw a fit Here baby go over there and sit Me and mommy have to talk for a bit What's got in to you don't you see what we share Don't you want to have a family that's cares Or one that tairs I couldn't harm one hair on either of u Oh so ur liar now too Okay let's play it ur move Go ahead I want stop see you prove it No I refuse it I won't lose it I won't do it I knew it so what's his name Ya I love this game Atleast this ur to blame This hole family is almost ruined What do you think I've been doing I work every chance I get I know some shit u ain't wit But I get to have a life too No there's no one else I wifed you I've been faithful the hole time No we are not fine not if you want me to sign that line She's half mine ya that's what u need more wine Stupid drunk know ur lucky not passed out in my trunk Go ahead call that punk I wanta see him come up here Oh so he gonna run up here Ha I love this day already U ain't gonna let me go ahead and bet me See if I don't this punk in his place That's disrespectful as shit for him to show his face This is my house your my girl I run this shit As soon as he pulls up he's getting hit Fine I'll tell him not to It's to late now I already caught you Ya mhmm I got you He wants to fight too go watch our daughter I'm gonna knock out his lights Here u have no rights I make the law But go ahead how's this feel on ur jaw Does it hurt I'ma bout to go berzerk Now I gotta get to work come.here baby sorry things got a lil crazy But u know ur still my favorite lady r Wants go outside later maybe Oh he's crying now get gone Kicks rocks he couldn't even box Oh so he still want to talk fine u know what hand my Glock tired of this shit already I'm ending there's no breaking or bending this we just pretending it's done damn right I have gun you better run You don't know what I've done

Nice

Everyone that likes this instrumental is cool

Won this bloom for profit.

Bazen güzel şeyler bekleyere- Ya da her ne sikimse işte [Nakarat] Kafamı kır, kafamı kır Bugün farklı hikayelerdeyim nasıl yaşanır Nefes al nefes al, çocuk beni sal Yeni soundla Ati karanlığa karışır Kafamı kır, kafamı kır Bugün farklı hikayelerdeyim nasıl yaşanır Nefes al, nefes al, çocuk beni sal Yeni soundla Ati karanlığa karışır (brra) [Verse 1] Açar bu çicekler elbet bi' farklı bahçelerde Yaz gelirken caddeler de haz verir de bir şekilde Hayatın kasvetiyle öldük doğru tasviriyle Aşk bizimle değil kalk bakalım güne aspirinle (aah) Topladığın çiçekler fazla güneş görmediyse Gidenler de dönmediyse karışmıştır tüm yörünge (ah) Anlatmak istediklerim parçanın ön sözüyle özetlenir Rapçisiyle şerefsiz ve dansözüyle Bozuk parayla cebinde mutluluk ara "Mutluluk" denen lavuksa hiç uğramaz ki bur'lara (ah) Yolun çıkar sonunda bazı sorunlara Cevap vermek istemezsin sen de bazı sorulara

Jeremy Hanline May I use this instrumental for my new song , I will mention your channel , Its just for fun, its on Bulgarian language anyway non profit

If I get more views I'll post the re-mastered version of this.

release that man!

Stans show yourselves !!!

It’s those long hot days..we was on Graf yh cop chase moving from the block to place..underscovers wanna case

can i use this on my upcoming mixtape?? ill give you credit

Release the remastered one!!

this beat hits hard on 1.25x

Missing those underground electric bass and guitar sounds on Em's instrumentals :/ that made the difference between the unnic old one and the mainstream new one...

Omg This is scarier than Thriller Part 12or3 Mj

It’s easy to talk shit, Easy to walk shit when your not talking about your feet hitting the concrit, Oops that’s how I got em, Just moving along quick, Gotta set alarms in the tune of my heart beat, Cause I’m the bees knees, Working hard as you and me, Having trouble from the screens?, Walking blindly as you please, You know what you owe me something, I don’t know but I feel it, I ask and walk away you wonder if I did it, Took what you stole from me, Why are you wondering?

Yu know me I just don’t get it Graft on the streets just to get credit It’s more lines and rhymes that we edit.

[Intro] You know, I just don't get it Last year I was nobody, this year I'm selling records Now everybody wants to come around Like I owe 'em somethin' The fuck you want from me, ten-million dollars? Get the fuck outta here [Chorus] You see, I'm just Marshall Mathers (Marshall Mathers) I'm just a regular guy I don't know why all the fuss about me (Fuss about me) Nobody ever gave a fuck before All they did was doubt me (Did was doubt me) Now everybody wanna run their mouth And try to take shots at me (Take shots at me) [Verse 1] Yo, you might see me joggin', you might see me walkin' You might see me walkin' a dead Rottweiler dog With its head chopped off in the park with a spiked collar Hollerin' at him 'cause the son of a bitch won't quit barkin' Or leanin' out a window with a cocked shotgun Drivin' up the block in the car that they shot Pac in Looking for Big's killers, dressin' ridiculous Blue and red, like I don't see what the big deal is Double barrel 12-gauge bigger than Chris Wallace Pissed off 'cause Biggie and Pac just missed all this Watchin' all these cheap imitations get rich off 'em And get dollars that shoulda been theirs like they switched wallets And amidst all this Crist' poppin' and wristwatches I just sit back and just watch and just get nauseous And walk around with an empty bottle of Remy Martin Startin' shit like some twenty-six-year-old skinny Cartman (Goddamn it!) An anti-Backstreet and Ricky Martin Whose instinct's to kill *NSYNC, don't get me started These fuckin' brats can't sing and Britney's garbage What's this bitch, retarded? Give me back my sixteen dollars! All I see is sissies in magazines smilin' Whatever happened to wilin' out and being violent? Whatever happened to catchin' a good old-fashioned passionate ass-whoopin' And gettin' your shoes, coat and your hat tooken? [Bridge] New Kids on the Block suck a lot of dick Boy, girl groups make me sick And I can't wait 'til I catch all you faggots in public I'ma love it (Hahaha) [Verse 2] Vanilla Ice don't like me (Uh-uh), he said some shit in Vibe to spite me (Yo) Then went and dyed his hair just like me (Haha) A bunch of little kids wanna swear just like me And 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 four-year-old boy or girl Plus I was put here to put fear in faggots who spray Faygo Root Beer (Hehe) And call themselves clowns 'cause they look queer Faggy 2 Dope and Silent Gay Claimin' Detroit, when y'all live twenty miles away (Fuckin' punks) And I don't wrestle, I'll knock you fuckin' faggots 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 (ahh) 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 D12 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 flamin' faggots [Chorus] '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 (Best shot at me) [Verse 3] 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 Of this fucked up head that I've got, I've gone pop? The underground just spunned 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-Bizzy" My fuckin' bitch mom's suin' for ten-million She must want a dollar for every pill I've 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 her mattress Which is it, bitch: Mrs. Briggs or Ms. Mathers? 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 (Ugh!) So tell me, what the hell is a fella to do? For every million I make, another relative sues Family fightin' and fussin' over who wants to invite me to supper All of a sudden I got ninety-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 step foot in my girlfriend's house (Hey!) And then to top it off I walked to the newsstand To buy this cheap-ass little 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 Okay, let me give you motherfuckers some help Uh, here, "XXL! XXL!" Now your magazine shouldn't have so much trouble to sell Aw, fuck it, I'll even buy a couple myself [Chorus] 'Cause I'm just Marshall Mathers (Marshall Mathers) I'm just a regular guy I don't know why all the fuss about me (Fuss about me) Nobody ever gave a fuck before All they did was doubt me (Did was doubt me) Now everybody wanna run their mouth And try to take shots at me (Take shots at me) Because I'm just Marshall Mathers (Marshall Mathers) I'm just a regular guy I don't know why all the fuss about me (Fuss about me) Nobody ever gave a fuck before All they did was doubt me (Did was doubt me) Now everybody wanna run their mouth And try to take shots at me (Take shots at me)

what's the weird noise not the synthetic violins but it like a clonk sounding noise lol don't know how to describe it but it plays with the guitar kinda and it goes like every 20 seconds or so

I killed dis Nd every beat ever already 😈

When i just realised that the beat for fort collins was sampled from this check it out

walk on water on this beat fits perfect

Go,go,go,go,go,go,go,go,go,go,go,go,go,go,go,go 24

😍

Digits with statistic when we keep on rising with the seasoning for eating in the heat keeps climbing not feeding him with no reasoning just want the coke now too late to change the frame cos now you're zoned out sipping patron now this life is what you chose now

❤️

My hearts in a cell God you're here but I can not tell (Look) I'ma lion....but I'm just not roaring Got wings....but they just not soaring In this game b*tch I'm just not scoring Ya i let it rain, but the shit's not pouring Ya! I say i let it rain H*e! Can't hit me Like Django! try another ain-go! (Ugh!) it's like every step I take, twice i fall back I'ma rose tryna grow between the crack The wolf without the pack, the nut without the sack Ew! What the f*ck am i saying These words is my weapons I'm lyrically spraying

Here , going to sleep on the phone

is cool

I just don't get it, I guess like em said I guess I gotta sing for the moment, but how comes it's always me, is it cause I aint gotta degree, that they wanna believe that, I'll never achieve, just chasing a dream, barely making ends meet, trying to advice them to stay close to my side, but what does it mean if the closes thing to yous a snake that bites, spits venum in there lies, brings you down every time you start to rise, then you realize every time you got burnt cause they started the fire, why my circles gotten smaller, man Iv always been a charmer, dancing with his karma, inhaling there aroma and I'm sick of the sent, had to get some stuff off of my chest, while I struggle for more y'all can seaddle for less, lost ignorance bliss, to the pencil I grip, aint throwing no shade, in fact this is to light up the gas, the rest y'all of pored I just brought you the match,

This brings me back to my childhood Listening to shit no child should But I was doing worse in school smokin blunts getting stepped on so stepped back with a thud. 😂

Where is the electric guitar at the end

Clave el Polaco

If YOU KEEP RE-MAKING EMINEM BEATS I WILL CONTINUE TO SPIT TO THEM :) :)

I wonder where this guy went id love to see more videos from him

First time i see eminem with cigarete... Love it

it's those long hot days and cold gypsy nights when u see .alien ships and real bright lights .you feel there energy.they bout to close in .run inside real quick and fill a cup up wit gin.you gotta get fucked up if this how it gon end.my extraterrestrial friend won't you let me come in . front me a sac lend me a hand. then the craft speeded up and I never saw it again .so to this day the reason I smoke to write is because I'll be ready with crips sent in to fight 2 12 point six inch knifes.

I was walking round looking at the ground minding my own business, Then it hit me, you’re standing on the ground too mind your own business, The earths a company. NO.! Where’s my check and a good place to sleep at? You gotta…NO.! What is is no need to repeat that, Take a breath,

please do!

Been wearing the same shorts for weeks God damn it they reek smelling like a dead corpse wrapped in sheets I Feel like an addict or something My parents told me I would never amount to nothing In school I was put in class with the kids that drooled my teachers were the ones that just got fooled Straight As with a finger my ass dont ask My momma was the one who fucked up my past Here I am 28 a recovering addict hooked on subs cant live life without it my 3 yr old daughter keeps telling me u need a hair cut daddy Thank you sweetie but daddy has no money That's one of the reasons why daddy's no longer with mommy I'm just a guy who dont drive with no life no drive no wife Sometimes I feel like tasting the end of this knife

3,2,1meins:)

Yes, But You're also "much more" than just that, brother 💯

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? Ten million dollars? Get the fuck out of here You see I'm just Marshall Mathers (Marshall Mathers) I'm just a regular guy I don't know why all the fuss about me (fuss about me) Nobody ever gave a fuck before All they did was doubt me (did was doubt me) Now everybody wanna run they mouth And try to take shots at me (take shots at me) Yo, you might see me joggin', you might see me walkin' You might see me walkin' a dead rottweiler dog With it's head chopped off in the park with a spiked collar Hollerin' at him 'cause the son of a bitch won't quit barkin' Or leanin' out a window, with a cocked shotgun Drivin' up the block in the car that they shot 'Pac in Lookin' for Big's killers, dressin' ridiculous Blue and red like I don't see what the big deal is Double barrel 12-gauge bigger than Chris Wallace Pissed off, 'cause Biggie and 'Pac just missed all this Watchin' all these cheap imitations get rich off 'em And get dollars that shoulda been theirs like they switched wallets And amidst all this Crist' poppin' and wrist watches I had to sit back and just watch and just get nauseous And walk around with an empty bottle of Remi Martin Startin' shit like some 26 year old skinny Cartman (goddamn it) An anti-Backstreet and Ricky Martin Whose instinct's to kill *NSYNC, don't get me started These fuckin' brats can't sing and Britney's garbage What's this bitch retarded? Gimme back my 16 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 faggots 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 four year old boy or girl Plus I was put here to put fear in faggots who spray Faygo Root Beer And call themselves clowns 'cause they look queer Faggy 2Dope and Silent Gay Claimin' Detroit, when y'all live 20 miles away (fuckin' faggots) 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 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-12, 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 fagots '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 (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 Of this fucked up head that I've got, I've gone pop? The underground just spunned 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-Bizzy" My fuckin' bitch mom's suin' for ten million She must want a dollar for every pill I've 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 her mattress Which is it bitch, Mrs. Briggs or Ms. Mathers? It doesn't matter- faggot Talkin' about I fabricated my past He's just aggravated I won't 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 who wants to invite me to supper All the sudden, I got 90-some cousins 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 step foot in my girlfriend's house And then to top it off, I walked to the news stand To buy this cheap-ass little 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 Okay, let me give you motherfuckers some help Uh, here, "XXL! XXL!" Now your magazine shouldn't have so much trouble to sell Aw, fuck it, I'll even buy a couple myself 'Cause I'm just Marshall Mathers (Marshall Mathers) I'm just a regular guy I don't know why all the fuss about me (fuss about me) Nobody ever gave a fuck before All they did was doubt me (did was doubt me) Now everybody wanna run they mouth And try to take shots at me (take shots at me) Because I'm just Marshall Mathers (Marshall Mathers) I'm just a regular guy I don't know why all the fuss about me (fuss about me) Nobody ever gave a fuck before All they did was doubt me (did was doubt me) Now everybody wanna run they mouth And try to take shots at me (take shots at me)

It’s yu your friend or wife tbh cuz I just wanna end this life no one told me how to make it right I was on the street had to battle the fight wake up in the morning day light do go nowhere just stay tight everyday yh we pray night

omg is that actual guitar???

They say talk is cheap Call police Your deceased An orphan Who's fuckin boring me WHY THE FUCK WONT MY GIRL FRIEND TALK TO ME This is my story and shady tortured me yo you don't no what it's like to sleep with a knife When yesterday you was happy holding your wife I'm sick of life So I decided to write an pick up a mic To stomp riots an teachers going on strike This is my anthem If you like it then start dancin With Charles Manson Who high fives girls an guys With his minds answers It's so crazy You Man you will never faze me I'm amazing I'd hate to have baby's ha ha Fuck it

Okay listen up, let me tell a story Momma let me say this in advance, ma'am I am sorry Cuz I'm gonna spit some real shit No I'm for real, all this shit happened for real, shit. All this happened real quick. And for my dad, just let me tell you this straight Don't act surpised, you realised, that just one day I might break You are the reason all this shit is getting scrabbled on a page You are the reason for the sadness and the anger in my face Cuz moms was left to struggle on a minimum wage She worked her butt off for some cash to keep us fed through the days While you were chilling in Spain, just tell me please dad, what the fuck is wrong with you If you can lie about that shit in my face Its so fucked up to think about, I swear that shit makes me sad You were okay with total strangers you knew wanting us dead Cuz you were owing them debt.. I'll throw the fucking truth in public I don't think I would've have jumped if someone gunned for your head Forbidding mom to tell the truth about your past to her kids I guess you're really mad at her after the fact that she did It seems too clear to me that you just don't regret what you did It gets me so upset I want to hit your ass with a brick You're not a dad, you're just another man who smashed with his dick Just cuz you make a child doesn't mean that your ass is gone fit Cuz daddy, look what you did You made a monster out of me, I guess you couldn't have foreseen it was your hand that got bit And now you're old and left alone, and barely got any friends I know that is sounds kinda dark, but soon you're meeting your end I mean, okay, you got some people, don't you think that it's fake? Just show them pictures of your sons of which you act like you raised You'll really do 'bout anything, and only just to get praised But dad you're hiding your face, so don't pretend like it ain't Killing you slowly, cuz I feel and see regret and you say That you wish you were there for us but that was back in the days My hand is gonna be the last one that you ever will shake I can't pretend that things are fine, because they're never okay So when the final second hits the bell, I guess its too late I guess you'll never tell me sorry 'til you end in your grave

I always used to be pissed at how The Eminem Show discarded this sound for a rock-rap album but I've cooled out over the years because I realised Em already made two albums with the same style that could be considered back to back albums, MMLP solidified the g-funk sound that Em's sound came to be known for and was unique to himself, I wasn't ready to hear aggressive rock from Eminem Show replacing the funky basslines, high-pitched strings and laidback guitars of the previous albums

Feel like ive been here along time in the in this same fucking time writing soany lyrics im. Getting sick all the time

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Uploaded marshall mathers type beat today

is the guitar the same as Californication by Red Hot Chilli peppers?

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"Cataclysm Non written Lyricism Jugglin Clear shiny pretty prisms To a shitty rhythm Rhythmic witty Victim of circumstance Now listen as this Miserable Invisible Pen Dance . "