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