[Intro]
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F#m Bm
I don't know, dude
F#m
I think everybody's all jealous and shit
Bm
'Cause I'm, like, the lead singer of the band, dude
F#m Bm
And I think everybody's got a fucking problem with me, dude
F#m
And they need to take it up with me after the show
Bm
Because
[Chorus (1)]
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F#m
These chicks don't even know the
Bm
Name of my band
F#m
But they're all on me like they
Bm
Wanna hold hands
F#m
'Cause once I blow, they know
Bm
That I'll be the man
F#m
All because I'm the lead
Bm
Singer of my band
[Verse 1]
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F#m
So I get off stage, right? Drop the mic
Bm
Walk up to these hot chicks, and I'm all like
F#m
Sup, ladies? My name's Slim Shady
Bm
I'm the lead singer of D12, baby
F#m
They're all like, Oh my God, it's him
Bm
Becky, oh my fucking God, it's Eminem
F#m
I swear to fucking God, dude, you fucking rock
Bm
Please, Marshall, please, let me suck your cock
F#m
Now by now, the rest of the fellas get jealous
Bm
Especially when I drop the beat and do my acapellas
F#m
All the chicks start yelling, all the hot babes
Bm
Throw their bras and their shirts and their panties on stage
F#m
So, like every single night, they pick a fight with me
Bm
But when we fight, it's kinda like sibling rivalry
F#m
'Cause they're back on stage the next night with me
Bm
Dude, I just think they're tryna steal the light from me
F#m
Yesterday, Kuniva tried to pull a knife on me
Bm
'Cause I told him Jessica Alba's my wifetobe
F#m
This rock star shit is the life for me
Bm F#m
And all the other guys just despise me because these
[Chorus (2)]
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These chicks don't even know the
Bm
Name of my band
F#m
But they're all on me like they
Bm
Wanna hold hands
F#m
'Cause once I blow, they know
Bm
That I'll be the man
F#m
All because I'm the lead
Bm
Singer of my band
[Post-Chorus (1)]
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F#m
My band, my band
Bm
My band, my band
F#m
My band , my band
Bm
My band, my band
F#m Bm F#m
My band
Bm
Give me this mic! Ow, dude!
[Verse 2]
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F#m
You just wanna see a nigga backwards, don't you?
Bm
ADAT? How come we don't rap on Pro Tools?
F#m
Smash these vocals and do a performance
Bm
But we in the van and he in a tour bus
F#m
You don't want my autograph, you's a liar
Bm
And nah, I'm Swift, Oh, I thought you were Kuniva
F#m
And what the hell is wrong with our dressing room?
Bm
'Cause our shit is looking smaller than a decimal
F#m
See, I know how to rap it's simple, but
Bm
All I did was read a Russell Simmons book
F#m
So I'm more intact, tryna get on the map
Bm
Doing jumping jacks while getting whipped on my back
F#m
Look at Em, little punk ass, thinking he the shit
Bm
Yeah, I know, man, by himself, taking all the flicks
F#m
Ayy, I thought we had an interview with DJ Clue?
Bm
No, I had an interview, not you two
F#m
You gon' be late for soundcheck! Man, I ain't going to soundcheck
Bm
And our mics are screwed up! And his always sound best
F#m
You know what, man? I'ma say somethin'
Bm
Ayo, Em! You got somethin' to say?! Man, nuttin'
F#m
I thought you was about to tell him off, man, wassup?
Bm
Man, I'ma tell him when I feel like it, man, shut up
F#m
And you ain't even back me up, and we supposed to be crew
Bm
Man, I was about to talk right after you, I swear
[Verse 3]
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F#m
They say the lead singers rock, but the group does not
Bm
Went from soldout arenas to amusement parks
F#m
How I'm gon' let the world know that Proof is hot?
Bm
I should cut his mic off when the music starts
F#m
Ready to snap on a dumbass fan
Bm
Every time I hear, Hey, dude, I love your band!
F#m
We ain't a band, bitch, we don't play instruments
Bm
So why he get ninety, and we only get ten percent?
F#m
And these guys acting funny every area code
Bm
Proof, carry my bag! Bitch, carry your own
F#m
Can't make it to the stage, security in my way
Bm
Who the fuck are you? Where's Obie and Dre?
F#m
God damn it, I'm sick of this group
Bm
Time for me to go solo and make some loot
F#m
I told you I made the beats and wrote all the raps
Bm
'Til Kon Artis slipped me some crack
F#m
Lose Yourself video, I was in the back
Bm
Superman video, uh, I was in the back
F#m
Fuck the media, I got some suggestions
Bm
Fuck Marshall, ask us some questions
F#m
Like, Who is D12? How we get started?
Bm
But what about Eminem? Bitch, are you retarded?
F#m
Anyway, I'm the popularest guy in the group
Bm
Bigass stomach, bitches think I'm cute
F#m
Fifty told me to do situps to get buff
Bm
Did two and a half and couldn't get up
F#m
Fuck D12, I'm outta this band
Bm
I'm 'bout to start a group with The Real Roxanne
[Bridge]
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D C#
Girl, why can't you
See you're the
F#m Faug C#m B
Only one for me? And it
just
D C#
Tears my ass apart
To know that
B
You don't know my
C#sus4 C#
Name!
[Chorus (3)]
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F#m
These chicks don't even know the
Bm
Name of my band
F#m
But they're all on me like they
Bm
Wanna hold hands
F#m
'Cause once I blow, I know that
Bm
I'll be the man
F#m
All because I'm the new slim
Bm F#m
My band, my band
[Post-Chorus (2)]
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Bm
My band, my band
F#m
My band, my band
Bm
My band, my band
F#m Bm F#m Bm
My band
[Outro]
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F#m
I'm the lead singer of my band
Bm
I get all the girls to take off their underpants
F#m
I'm the lead singer of my band
Bm
My salsa makes all the pretty girls want to dance
F#m
My salsa, woah, woah
Bm
Look out for my next single, it's called
F#m
My Salsa
Bm
My salsa, salsa, salsa, salsa,
F#m Bm
My salsa makes all the pretty girls want to dance
And take off their underpants
F#m Bm
My salsa makes all the pretty girls want to dance
And take off their underpants
F#m
My salsa
Where'd everybody go?...