[Intro]
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)

[Verse 1]
Lights, action, cameras flashin'
Managers, sponsors, concerts, monster mashin'
Flashin'
Type who might throw his underwear in the trash like Marilyn Manson
Updated Axl Rose
White version of Shaft, pimp slappin' hoes
Pull up like a Mac, jet black limo
Stretch so far back, can't see the back windows
Steppin' out, pink hats, furs and minks
Chick on each arm, what the fuck you think?
Right arm got that kid from *NSYNC's chick on it
Left arm got that little P!nk chick on it
Me and Dre at the VMA's again
Pissin' off all these lesbians and gays again
It's rainin' men
Strut as we walk the carpet
Stop under the tarp and talk to Carson
BJ's 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 trying to guess what I'ma do next, waitin' to see
I just walk in, sit down, and take my seat
[Chorus]
What the hell are you looking at, what do I look like, a crook? (Somebody's watchin' me)
I'm not no criminal, I'm just a plain old guy, so (And I got no problem...)
Keep them opinions and walk on by (Woah-oh)
I said, what the hell are you looking at, what do I look like, a crook?
I'm not no criminal, I'm just a plain old guy, so
Keep them opinions and walk on by (Woah-oh)

[Verse 2]
Arrested for gun possession
Have i learned my lesson? Fuck no, 'nother Smith & Wesson
Pissed off, pistol whippin' this picked contestant
Mr. 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 woulda dreamed women ever woulda screamed my name
Louder than Kim when she's arguin with me
It's hard for me to be humble and still have it and rumble with anybody who wants to
I must prove I'm no punk [????], it's for Uncle, I know you're watching
And I'm much too much pride to show you I'm hurtin' inside
I never let my guard down, this curtain is wide open
[Chorus]
What the hell are you looking at, what do I look like, a crook? (Somebody's watchin' me)
I'm not no criminal, I'm just a plain old guy, so (And I got no problem...)
Keep them opinions and walk on by (Woah-oh)
I said, what the hell are you looking at, what do I look like, a crook?
I'm not no criminal, I'm just a plain old guy, so
Keep them opinions and walk on by (Woah-oh)

[Verse 3]
My private life is Springer, 5 times a night
See it via satellite, live right on site, and hold on tight
Shit, fuck the Tyson fight - you might see my wife try suicide tonight
See, I done fucked up and told so much
It's probably the only reason I sold so much cause y'all know so much What's left to do but try to keep my pointy ass nose out of the news cause newsflash it travel faster than lightning rods
(Oh God, he's on the stage with Elton John! He's got a fucking pink GLAAD 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 rapper in the category I'm in
But they're callin' me to 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'
Expecting me to give some acceptance speech that's gonna knock each motherfucker out of their seats
But the truth is I ain't got shit to say
Except you shoulda gave this shit to Dre
[Chorus]
What the hell are you looking at, what do I look like, a crook? (Somebody's watchin' me)
I'm not no criminal, I'm just a plain old guy, so (And I got no problem...)
Keep them opinions and walk on by (Woah-oh)
I said, what the hell are you looking at, what do I look like, a crook?
I'm not no criminal, I'm just a plain old guy, so
Keep them opinions and walk on by (Woah-oh)

[Outro]
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
Everybody's looking at me