I’m Back Eminem [Chorus: repeat 4X] That's why call me Slim Shady (I'm Back) I'm (I'm Back) (SLIM SHADY!) I'm Back [Eminem] I murder a rhyme one word at a You never, heard of a as perverted as mine You better, get rid of that nine, it ain't gonna What it gonna do against a man that strangles himself? I'm waitin for hell like hell shit I'm anxious as Manson, you're safe in that cell, be thankful jail I used to be mommy's little angel at twelve Thirteen I was puttin shells in a gauge on a I used to, get and bullied on my block I cut a kitten's head off and stuck it in this kid's mailbox {"Mom! I used to give a - fuck, now I could give a fuck less What do think of suc-cess? It sucks, too much press I'm stressed Too stares two breasts, too upset It's too much mess, I guess I must just blew up quick (yes) Grew up quick was raised right Whatever you say wrong, whatever I say is right You think of my now whenever you say, "Hi" Became a commodity because W-H-I- -T-E, cuz was so friendly to me Can't wait 'til Kim me Now is it it? Look at my life, how is it perfect? Read my lips bitch, what, mouth isn't workin? You hear this finger? Oh upside down Here, let turn this motherfucker up right now [Chorus] [Eminem] I take individual degenerate's head and reach into it just to see if he's influenced by me if he to music And if he into this shit he's an innocent victim and becomes a puppet the string of my tennis shoe {*vocal My name is Slim Shady I been way before radio didn't play me The sensational {*vocal scratch "Back is incredible!"* With Ken Kaniff, who just finds men edible It's Ken Kaniff on internet Tryin to, lure your kids with him, into It's a, sick world we in these days "Slim for Pete's put down Christopher Reeve's legs!" Geez, you are so sensitive "Slim it's a touchy subject, try and just don't it" Mind with sense in it, fried to get so frenetic whose eyes get squinted, I'm blind from smokin 'em with my windows with nine limos rented Doin lines of coke 'em, with a bunch of guys hoppin out high and indo scented {*inhales, exhales* And where I get my name from, that's why they call me [Chorus] [Eminem] I take seven (kids) from (Columbine), stand 'em all line Add an AK-47, a revolver, a a and it oughta solve the problem of mine and that's a whole school of bullies shot all at one time Cause (I'mmmm) Shady, they call as crazy as world was over this whole Y2K thing And by the way, N'Sync, why do sing? Am I the only one who realizes stink? Should I dye my hair pink and what y'all think? Lip sync and a bigger size of earrings? It's why I tend to block out when I hear Cause all these screamin is makin my ears ring (AHHHH!!!) So I just, throw up middle finger and let it linger than the rumor that I was stickin it to Christina Cause if I ever stuck to any singer in showbiz it'd be Jennifer Lopez, and Puffy you know I'm sorry Puff, but I give a fuck if this chick was my own mother I still fuck her with no rubber and inside her and have a son and a new at the same time and just say that it ain't mine, what's name? [Chorus] [Eminem scratching*] who's b-back, back Gue-gue-guess back (Hi mom!) Guess who's back Gue {*scratch* guess who's back D-12 {*scratch* Guess who's Gue, gue-gue-gue, who's back Dr. Dre {*scratch* Guess back back {*scratch* back {*scratch* Slim Shady, I'm blew out from blunt (*sighs*) fuck