"Obie Trice, real name gimmicks" - Obie Trice [Intro] Two trailer park girls round the outside; round the outside, round the {*scratches* trailer park girls go round the outside; round the round the outside {*scratches* Guess who's back Back again Shady's back Tell a friend Guess who's back, guess who's back, guess back, guess who's back guess who's back, guess who's back, who's back.. {*Eminem hums* [Verse One: Eminem] I've created a monster, cause nobody wants to see Marshall no They want Shady, chopped liver (huh?) Well if you want Shady, this is what I'll give A little bit of weed mixed with some hard vodka that'll jump start my heart quicker than a shock when I get shocked at hospital the doctor when I'm not co-operating When rockin the table while he's operating (hey!!) You waited this long, now debating Cause I'm back, I'm the rag and ovu-lating I know that you got a Ms. Cheney your husband's heart problem's complicating So the FCC won't let be or let me be so let me see They try shut me down on MTV But it feels so without me So, come on and dip, bum on lips Fuck that, cum on lips, and some on your tits And get ready, cause this shit's about to heavy I just settled my lawsuits, FUCK YOU DEBBIE! [Chorus: Eminem] Now this looks like a job for So just follow me Cause we need a little, Cause it feels so empty, without I said this like a job for me So just follow me Cause we need a controversy Cause it feels so empty, me [Verse Two: Eminem] Little Hellions, kids feelin Embarrassed their parents listen to Elvis They start feelin like helpless 'til someone along on a mission and yells BITCH!!! A vision of scary Could start a revolution, pollutin the A rebel, so just let revel and bask in the fact that got everyone kissin my ass {*smak* And a disaster, such a catastrophe for you to see so much of my ass; you asked for me? Well back, na-na-na-na-na-na-na-na-na-na {*bzzt* Fix your bent antenna tune it in and then gonna enter in, up under your skin like a splinter The center attention, back for the winter I'm interesting, the thing since wrestling Infesting in kid's ears and nesting {*bzzt* attention please Feel the tension, soon as someone mentions Here's my ten cents, my two is free A nuisance, who sent? You for me? [Chorus] [Verse Three: Eminem] A-tisket a-tasket, go tit for tat with anybody who's talkin this shit, that Chris Kirkpatrick, can get your ass kicked worse than them little Limp Bizkit And Moby? You can get by Obie You thirty-six year old baldheaded fag, blow You don't know me, you're too let go It's over, listen to techno Now let's go, just the signal I'll there with a whole list full of new insults I been dope, suspenseful a pencil ever since Prince turned himself into a {*knife slices* But the shit just seems everybody only wants to discuss So this must mean I'm But it's me, I'm just obscene No I'm not the first king of I am the worst thing since Presley to do music so selfishly and used it to get wealthy (Hey!!) There's a concept works Twenty million white rappers emerge But no how many fish in the sea It'll so empty, without me [Chorus] sings this twice: "Chem-hie-la-la-la, la-la-la-la-la La-la-la-la-la, la-la-la-la"* [Eminem] Kids!