I thought you bout to tell him off, man 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
my Eminem and Bizarre My band, my band My band, my band My band, my band My band, my band MY BAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAND BABY! Eminem Im the lead singer of my band
in place Step up sucker understand Don't you know that I'm the Man I'm the Man I'm so bad I should be in detention I'm the Man Shut up! We got real
You're the next big thing The next big thing They're gonna wanna shake your hand and take a picture with your band Everyone will shut their mouths 'cause
every rhyme that I speak in Yeah, the gallery is the beat then I... I... I... I... Yeah, yeah, let me begin by saying "Shut the fuck up!" Let my begin
the fuck up when I get my gun Respeta la metra Fuck the system, fuck their prejudice Resist Communista de lista completa Wipe, spit, respect Persistance Buck, buck, buck Five shots to shut
An acoustic band on hand all the time, All my fans I'm in trouble uh-oh That sound pollution man got down, Well I make up noise like pots and pans,
Dahmer he's a gourmet cook, yeah. I got a recipe for anglo-saxin soup, yeah. Wanted a pass. So she relaxed. Now the little groupie's getting chopped up
shut up! It is non-stop! And the other thing is, that when I'm fuckin' singing in, it sounds even better! Than when I'm singing out! Shut up! Fuck
Shit, I'm the number man, hot like Summer Jam Slick like Fonzarelli, and Rich like Cunningham I stretch them like rubber bands, I make them say Oh shit, the bitch got up
rock bands or girlie magazines or whatever But if you follow the chain of dominoes that falls down What they're really trying to do is shut off Our
band I swear this right here is history in the makin' man I really apologize how I sound right now man If it's unclear at all, man They got my mouth wired shut
CHORUS (first half) Elevator going up Fifth floor Lady's handbags, shoes, leather accessories, and electronics Wait a minute, where am I, on this elevator to nowhere Going up
handjive and it went like this In a little old country town one day A little old country band began to play Add two guitars and a beat up saxophone When
not, he's back D-A-double D-Y Fat Sacks Ridin' in the Cadillac Beatin' like some beat it up The game dun' changed Out- Kast came to heat it up Sharp
, come around) There hasn't been a change for over a year (Slidin' through, divided through, hiding you) There hasn't been a change in the atmosphere (Shut it up, rollin' up
To the whining of a diesel down the interstate Dreamin' 'bout my little girls The easy chair that sits beside the fireplace Then we shut her down in another town Shower up
' lies and rumors? Talkin' about we split up 'Cause I see Krayzie, Layzie, Bizzy, Wish, Flesh Niggas really need to shut that shit up If a muthafucka
