Mr. Berman? What?!
We have Eminem here to see you
about f*ckin' time!
Send him in (Steve! Good to see ya man)
Look who decided to show his face!
I hope you've had fun in the last 4 years.
(Look man, I apologise again for-)
For shooting me?! Do you know I lost the use of my right arm?
(Again, it was a mistake,) (a terrible mist- are you wearing a bulletproof vest?)
and then you go and you do what? hide out? stay in Detroit from us 5 years while the music industry melts the f*ck down?
Do you know how many people lost their jobs because of your f*ckin vacation?
(Well that's actually why I'm here, I was gonna, put out some new music and I wanted to play it for you, and get your opinion)
Do I really need to hear it?
Let me guess, another album about poor me, I'm so famous that it's ruined my rich little life, and I'm such a tortured artist.
Let me make music about it and my tragic love life, am I on to something here? (Come on man it's not like that yo-)
You know what? Just hand the f*ckin thing over I'm done talkin to you. Think you can just come and go as you please.
Big selfish superstar (Steve, I had a drug problem)
Oh poor me, I had a drug problem.
Who hasn't had a drug problem in this town? You know what?
(Hey! hey!) Just lay the shit down on my desk and get the f*ck out (Woah, woah, woah. Jesus Christ man!)
(Alright alright here, fine) What's this shit? Two CD's?
(That's what I've been tryin to tell you man, there's 2 albums)
Just get out! (Alright!)
Get the f*ck out (Alright man, see you later)
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Mr. Berman? What?!
We have Eminem here to see you
about f*ckin' time!
Send him in (Steve! Good to see ya man)
Look who decided to show his face!
I hope you've had fun in the last 4 years.
(Look man, I apologise again for-)
For shooting me?! Do you know I lost the use of my right arm?
(Again, it was a mistake,) (a terrible mist- are you wearing a bulletproof vest?)
and then you go and you do what? hide out? stay in Detroit from us 5 years while the music industry melts the f*ck down?
Do you know how many people lost their jobs because of your f*ckin vacation?
(Well that's actually why I'm here, I was gonna, put out some new music and I wanted to play it for you, and get your opinion)
Do I really need to hear it?
Let me guess, another album about poor me, I'm so famous that it's ruined my rich little life, and I'm such a tortured artist.
Let me make music about it and my tragic love life, am I on to something here? (Come on man it's not like that yo-)
You know what? Just hand the f*ckin thing over I'm done talkin to you. Think you can just come and go as you please.
Big selfish superstar (Steve, I had a drug problem)
Oh poor me, I had a drug problem.
Who hasn't had a drug problem in this town? You know what?
(Hey! hey!) Just lay the shit down on my desk and get the f*ck out (Woah, woah, woah. Jesus Christ man!)
(Alright alright here, fine) What's this shit? Two CD's?
(That's what I've been tryin to tell you man, there's 2 albums)
Just get out! (Alright!)
Get the f*ck out (Alright man, see you later)
We have Eminem here to see you
about f*ckin' time!
Send him in (Steve! Good to see ya man)
Look who decided to show his face!
I hope you've had fun in the last 4 years.
(Look man, I apologise again for-)
For shooting me?! Do you know I lost the use of my right arm?
(Again, it was a mistake,) (a terrible mist- are you wearing a bulletproof vest?)
and then you go and you do what? hide out? stay in Detroit from us 5 years while the music industry melts the f*ck down?
Do you know how many people lost their jobs because of your f*ckin vacation?
(Well that's actually why I'm here, I was gonna, put out some new music and I wanted to play it for you, and get your opinion)
Do I really need to hear it?
Let me guess, another album about poor me, I'm so famous that it's ruined my rich little life, and I'm such a tortured artist.
Let me make music about it and my tragic love life, am I on to something here? (Come on man it's not like that yo-)
You know what? Just hand the f*ckin thing over I'm done talkin to you. Think you can just come and go as you please.
Big selfish superstar (Steve, I had a drug problem)
Oh poor me, I had a drug problem.
Who hasn't had a drug problem in this town? You know what?
(Hey! hey!) Just lay the shit down on my desk and get the f*ck out (Woah, woah, woah. Jesus Christ man!)
(Alright alright here, fine) What's this shit? Two CD's?
(That's what I've been tryin to tell you man, there's 2 albums)
Just get out! (Alright!)
Get the f*ck out (Alright man, see you later)
Writer: Dean Geistlinger, Marshall Mathers, Paul Rosenberg
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, THE ADMINISTRATION MP INC
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, THE ADMINISTRATION MP INC