my band lyrics – d12 & eminem

i don’t know dude
i think everybody’s all jealous and sh*t
’cause i’m like the lead singer of a band dude
and i think everybody’s got a f*ckin’ problem with me, dude
and they need to take it up with me after the show
because

these chicks don’t even know the name of my band
but they’re all on me like they wanna hold hands
’cause once i blow they know that i’ll be the man
all because i’m the lead singer of my band

so i get off stage right and drop the mic
walk up to the hot chicks and i’m all like
“sup ladies? my name’s slim shady
i’m the lead singer in d12, baby”

they’re all like “oh my god it’s him!”
“becky, oh my f*cking god, it’s eminem!”
“i swear to f*cking god dude you f*cking rock!”
“please won’t you please let me suck your c*ck!”

and by now, the rest of the fellas get jealous
especially when i drop the beat and do my acapellas
all the chicks start yelling, all the hot babes
throw their bras and their shirt and their panties on stage

so like every single night they pick a fight with me
but when we fight it’s kinda like sibling rivalry
’cause they’re back on stage the next night with me
dude i just think you’re trying to steal the light from me

yesterday kuniva tried to pull a knife on me
’cause i told him jessica alba’s my wife to be
this rockstar sh*t, it’s the life for me
and all the other guys just despise me be

these chicks don’t even know the name of my band
but they’re all on me like they wanna hold hands
’cause once i blow they know that i’ll be the man
all because i’m the lead singer of my band

my band, my band, my band
my band, my band, my band
my band, my band, my band

you just wanna see a n*gg* backwards don’t you
hey dad, how come we don’t rap on pro tools?
smash these vocals and do a performance
but we in the van and he in a tour bus

you don’t want my autograph, you’s a liar
and no i’m swift
(oh, i thought you were kuniva)
what the h*ll is wrong with our dressing room?
’cause my sh*t is lookin’ smaller than a decimal

see i know how to rap, see it’s simple but
all i did was read a russell simmons book
so i’m more intact, tryna get on the map
doing jumpin’ jacks whiling get whipped on my back

look at em, little punk *ss thinking he the sh*t
(yeah, i know man find himself takin’ on a flick)
hey i thought we had an interview with dj clue
(eminem,“no i had an interview, not you two”)

you gon’ be late for sound check
(man i ain’t going to sound check)
and our mics are screwed up
(and his always sound best!)
(you know what man, i’m a say something)
(hey yo, em)
(eminem, “you got somethin’ to say?”)
(man nothing)

i thought you ’bout to tell him off, what’s up?
(man i’m a tell him when i feel like it, man, shut up!)
(and you ain’t even back me up when we supposed to be a crew)
man i was ’bout to talk right after you, i swear
(aww man, whatever)
i swear man

these chicks don’t even know the name of my band
but they’re all on me like they wanna hold hands
’cause once i blow they know that i’ll be the man
all because i’m the lead singer of my band

they say the lead singers rock, but the group does not
went from sold out arenas to the amus*m*nt parks
i’m gon’ let the world know that proof is hot
i should cut his mic off when the music starts
(eminem, “hey yo, it’s” )

ready to snap on a dumb *ss fan
every time i hear
(hey dude, i love your band!)
we ain’t a band b*tch, we don’t play instruments
so why he get 90 and we only get 10 percent?

and these guys acting funny every area code
(eminem, “proof, carry my bag”)
b*tch carry your own
can’t make it to the stage, security in my way
(who the f*ck are you? where’s obie and dre?)

godd*mn it, i’m sick of this group
time for me to go solo and make some loot
i told you i made the beats and wrote all the raps
till kon artis slipped me some crack

‘lose yourself’ video i was in the back
‘superman’ video i was in the back
for the media, i got some suggestions
f*ck marshall! ask us the questions

like who’s d12? how we get started?
(what about eminem?)
b*tch, are you r*t*rded?
anyway, i’m the popularest guy in the group
big *ss stomach, b*tches think i’m cute
(hey s*xy)

50 told me to do sit ups to get buff
did two and a half and then couldn’t get up
f*ck d12! i’m outta this band
i’m gonna start a group with the real roxanne

girl why can’t you see your the only one for me
and it just tears my *ss apart
to know that you don’t know my band
(man, f*ck this)

these chicks don’t even know the name of my band
but they’re all on me like they wanna hold hands
’cause once i blow they know that i’ll be the man
all because i’m the lead singer of my band

these chicks don’t even know the name of my band
but they’re all on me like they wanna hold hands
(f*ck marshall!)
’cause once i blow i know that i’ll be the man
all because i’m the lead singer of my band

my band, my band, my band
my band, my band, my band
my band, my band, my band
the hottest boy band in the world, d12

i’m the lead singer of my band
i get all the girl’s to take off their underpants
and the lead singer of my band, my salsa
makes all the pretty girl’s want to dance
my salsa, look out for my next single it’s called ‘my salsa’
my salsa, salsa, salsa, salsa, my salsa

makes all the pretty girls want to dance
and take off their underpants
my salsa makes all the pretty girls wanna dance
and take off their underpants, my salsa
where’d everybody go?

/ d12 eminem lyrics