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Description
Producer: Dr. Dre
Recording Engineer: Mauricio "Veto" Iragorri
Recording Engineer: Steve Daniel Baughman
Recording Engineer, Mixing Engineer: Steve King
Recording Engineer: Mike Strange
Recording Second Engineer: Michael Sroka
Recording Second Engineer: Ben Jost
Mixing Engineer: Eminem
Composer Lyricist: Mike Elizondo
Composer Lyricist: Mark Batson
Composer Lyricist: Marshall Mathers
Composer Lyricist: Andre R. Young
Composer Lyricist: Christopher Pope
Lyrics and translation
Original
. . . I don't understand!
Why are you being so -mean? You're a mean, mean man! -Yo, yeah.
You're just jealous of me 'cause you, you just can't do what I do.
So instead of just admitting it, you walk around and say all kinds of really mean things about me 'cause you're a meanie, a meanie.
But it's only 'cause you're just really jealous of me, 'cause I'm what you wanna be.
So you just look like an idiot when you say these mean things, 'cause it's too easy to see you're really just a big weenie, big weenie.
Alright, listen, I need you to focus. I need you to go dig deep in your mind, this is important.
We are going to perform an experiment of the sorts.
I'm going to have to ask you to bear with me for a moment. Now I need you to open your mind, your eyes, close them.
You are now about to be placed under my hypnosis.
For the next four and a half minutes, we are going to explore into your mind to find out why you're so fucking jealous. Now why do they make you hoo? Hippity ca-ca poo-poo. Psych, I'm kidding,
I just wanted to see if you were still listening.
Okay, now I need your undivided attention. Sir, I have a question: why do I always sense this undeniable tension?
From the moment that I enter into the room, it gets all quiet and whispers.
Whenever there's conversation, why am I always mentioned?
I've been dying to ask, it's been itching at me. Is it just because. . .
You're just jealous of me 'cause you, you just can't do what I do.
So instead of just admitting it, you walk around and say all kinds of really mean things about me 'cause you're a meanie, a meanie.
But it's only 'cause you're just really jealous of me, 'cause I'm what you wanna be.
So you just look like an idiot when you say these mean things, 'cause it's too easy to see you're really just a big weenie, big weenie.
Alright, now I, I just flubbed a line.
I was going to say something extremely important, but I forgot who or what it was. I fucked up.
Psych, I'm kidding again, you idiot, no I didn't.
That's just what you wanted to hear from me, is that I fucked up, ain't it? But I can bust one take without looking at no paper.
It doesn't take a bunch of takes for me to stand here in this booth all day for me to say the truth. Okay, you're drooling, you have tooth decay.
Your mouth is open, you're disgusting. What the fuck you eat for lunch? A bunch of sweets or something?
What, you munch a bunch of Crunch 'n Munch?
Your tooth is rotten through the gum. Your breath stinks, wanna chew some gum?
-Yes, I do, sir, what am I on? -You, sir, are on chew-siram.
Marshall, I'm so jealous of you. Please say you won't tell nobody.
I'd be so embarrassed, I'm just absolutely terrified that someone's gonna find out why I'm saying all these terrible, evil, and awful mean things. It's my own insecurity!
You're just jealous of me 'cause you, you just can't do what I do.
So instead of just admitting it, you walk around and say all kinds of really mean things about me 'cause you're a meanie, a meanie.
But it's only 'cause you're just really jealous of me, 'cause I'm what you wanna be.
So you just look like an idiot when you say these mean things, 'cause it's too easy to see you're really just a big weenie, big weenie.
Alright, now we, we're going to conduct that experiment that we were talking about earlier, just to see what a frog looks like when he takes too much ecstasy, 'cause that's exactly what your eyes look like. Wanna check to see?
Here's a mirror. Notice the resemblance here? Wait, let me put these sunglasses on.
Now look in this mirror. How about now? What do you have in common?
You're both green with envy and look like idiots with sunglasses on 'em.
You look like I sound like, singing about weenies.
Now take my weenie out of your mouth, this is between me and you. I know you're not happy.
I know you'd much rather see me lying in the corner of a room somewhere crying, curled up in a ball, tweaked out of my mind, dying. There's no denying that my weenie's much bigger than yours is.
Mine is like sticking a banana between two oranges. Why are you even doing this to yourself?
It's pointless. Why do we have to keep on going through this? This is torturous.
My point is this: that if you say mean things, your weenie will shrink.
Now I forgot what the chorus is. You're just this. . .
You're just jealous of me 'cause you, you just can't do what I do.
So instead of just admitting it, you walk around and say all kinds of really mean things about me 'cause you're a meanie, a meanie.
But it's only 'cause you're just really jealous of me, 'cause I'm what you wanna be.
So you just look like an idiot when you say these mean things, 'cause it's too easy to see you're really just a big weenie, big weenie.
Fuck off, my dick!