Karaoké Everybody's Looking at Me Eminem

Everybody's looking at me

Everybody's looking at me

Everybody's looking at me

Everybody's looking at me

Everybody's looking at me

Shit is so crazy

Everybody's looking at me

It's like

Everybody's looking at me

Everywhere I go

I'm in the spotlight

Everybody's looking at me

From the moment I wake up it's

Lights, action

Cameras flashin'

Managers, sponsors

Concerts, monster mashin'

Moshin'

Everyone thrashin'

Laughin'

Lashin' in arrogant fashion

Type who might throw his underwear in the trash and wipe his ass with the American flag like Marilyn Manson

Updated Axl Rose

White version of Shaft

Pimp slappin' hoes

Pull up like a Mac

Jet black limos

Stretch so far back can't see the back windows

Steppin' out, pink hats

Furs and minks

Bitch on each arm

What the fuck you think, shit

Right arm got that kid from NSYNC's bitch on it

Left arm got that little P!nk chick on it

Me and Dre at the VMA's again

Pissin' off these lesbians and gays again

It's rainin' men

Strut as we walk the carpet

Stop under the tarp and talk to Carson

VJs pleadin' with us not to start shit

Not to stomp the shit out of Chocolate Starfish

Pose for the snapshots

Paparazzi

Everybody's eyes are watchin'

Just tryin' to guess what Imma do next

Waitin' to see

I just walk in, sit down and take my seat, it's like

I always feel like

What the hell are you lookin' at

What do I look like, a crook somebody's watchin' me

I'm not no criminal

I'm just a plain old guy

And I have no privacy

So keep them opinions and walk on by

Oh oh oh

I said What the hell are you lookin' at

I always feel like

What do I look like, a crook somebody's watchin' me

I'm not no criminal

I'm just a plain old guy

And I have no privacy

So keep them opinions and walk on by

Oh oh oh

Arrested for gun possession

Have I learned my lesson

Fuck no, 'nother Smith & Wesson

Pissed off, pistol whippin'

Let's pick contestants

Mister Just-Can't-Use

His-Fist-For-Weapons

Lookin' around for some next shit to step in

Twisted rep

Y'all got a misconception

I wonder would I be misunderstood if I wasn't from the hood

I was from some good

Uppity-dum suburb in some upscale community

I guess you can see what trailers do to me

Grow up, not give a fuck

Fail in school and be cool as me

Scream Fuck sluts, jail and jewelry

I never would've dreamed women ever would've screamed my name louder than miK when she's arguin' with me

It's hard for me to be humble and still have it in me to rumble with anybody who wants to

I must prove I'm no punk

He's punched through

It's for uncle

I know you're watchin'

And I'm much too much pride to show you that I'm hurtin' inside

I'll never let my guard down

This curtain is wide open and I

What the hell are you lookin' at

I always feel like

What do I look like, a crook somebody's watchin' me

I'm not no criminal

I'm just a plain old guy

And I have no privacy

So keep them opinions and walk on by

Oh oh oh

I said What the hell are you lookin' at

I always feel like

What do I look like, a crook somebody's watchin' me

I'm not no criminal

I'm just a plain old guy

And I have no privacy

So keep them opinions and walk on by

Oh oh oh

My private life is Springer five times a night

See it via satellite

Live right on site

And hold on tight

Shit, fuck the Tyson fight

You might see my efiw try suicide tonight

See I done fucked up and told so much

It's probably the only reason

I sold so much

'Cos y'all know so much

What's left to do but try to keep my pointy-ass nose out of the news

'Cos newsflashes travel faster than lightnin' rods

Oh God he's on stage with Elton John

He's got a motherfuckin' pink

GLAAD T-shirt on

Huggin' a homosexual

Flippin' the cameras off

But at the Grammys

Thought Slim hated the Grammys

No

I said You think I give a damn about a Grammy

You never answered me

Now had you have asked me

I'da told you exactly why

I wasn't here last year

See there's nominees for the best album

Rap's got a separate category now how come

What are we peons

Fuck Celine Dion

Pee on your corny award show you want me on

But guess what

That means you win

I can't give in and let y'all beat me again

Plus this year my record's almost diamond

I'm in the same category as Paul Simon

Ain't no other rap in the category I'm in but they're callin' me to the stage tellin' me I win

So just as I go on to approach the podium the crowd's goin' nuts like they're about to explode or somethin'

Expectin' me to give some acceptance speech that's gonna knock each motherfucker out of their seats

But the truth is

I ain't have shit to say except Thanks but you should've gave this shit to Dre so

What the hell are you lookin' at

I always feel like

What do I look like, a crook somebody's watchin' me

I'm not no criminal

I'm just a plain old guy

And I have no privacy

So keep them opinions and walk on by

Oh oh oh

I said What the hell are you lookin' at

I always feel like

What do I look like, a crook somebody's watchin' me

I'm not no criminal

I'm just a plain old guy

And I have no privacy

So keep them opinions and walk on by

Oh oh oh

Everybody's looking at me

Everybody's looking at me

Everybody's looking at me

Everybody's looking at me

Everybody's looking at me

Everybody's looking at me

Everybody's looking at me

Everybody's looking at me