Two trailer park girls go round the outside; round the outside, round the outside *scratches* Two trailer park girls go round the outside; round the outside, 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 who's back, guess who's back guess who's back, guess who's back, guess who's back.. {*Eminem hums*} [Verse 1: Eminem] I've created a monster, cause nobody wants to see Marshall no more They want Shady, I'm chopped liver Well if you want Shady, this is what I'll give ya A little bit of weed mixed with some hard liquor Some vodka to jump start my heart quicker than the shocks when I get shocked at the hospital when the doctor when I'm not co-operating When I'm rockin the table while he's operating You waited this long, now stop debating Cause I'm back, I'm on the rag and ovulating I know that you got a job Ms. Cheney but your husband's heart problem's complicating So the FCC won't let me be or let me be me, so let me see They try to shut me down on MTV But it feels so empty, without me So, come on and dip, bum on your lips Fuck that, cum on your lips, and some on your tits And get ready, cause this shit's about to get heavy I just settled all my lawsuits, Fuck You Debbie! Chorus: Now this looks like a job for me So everybody, just follow me Cause we need a little, controversy Cause it feels so empty, without me I said-this looks like a job for me So everybody, just follow me Cause we need a little, controversy Cause it feels so empty, without me Little Hallions, kids feelin rebellious Embarrassed their parents still listen to Elvis They start feelin like prisoners helpless 'til someone comes along on a mission and yells BITCH!!! A visionary, vision of scary Could start a revolution, pollutin the airwaves A rebel, so just let me revel and bask in the fact that I got everyone kissin my ass And it's a disaster, such a castastrophe for you can see so damn much of my ass; you asked for me? Well I'm back, na-na-na-na-na-na-na-na-na-na Fix your damn antenna tune it in and then I'm gonna enter in, under your skin like a splinter The center of attention, back for the winter I'm interesting, the best thing since wrestling Investing in your kid's ears a nest egg Testing, attention please Feel the tension, soon as someone mentions me Here's my ten cents, my two cents is free A nuisance, who sent? You sent for me? Chorus: Now this looks like a job for me So everybody, just follow me Cause we need a little, controversy Cause it feels so empty, without me I said-this looks like a job for me So everybody, just follow me Cause we need a little, controversy Cause it feels so empty, without me A-tisket a-tasket, I go tit for tat with anybody who's talkin this shit, that shit Chris Kirkpatrick, you can get your ass kicked worse than those little Limp Bizkit bastards And Moby? You can get stomped by Obie You thirty-six year old boy fag, blow me You don't know me, you're too old, let go It's over, nobody listens to techno Now let's go, just gimme the signal I'll be there with a whole list full of new insults I been dope, suspenseful with a pencil ever since Prince turned himself into a symbol But sometimes the shit just seems everybody only wants to discuss me So this must mean I'm dis-gus-ting But it's just me, I'm just obscene And though I'm not the first king of controversy I am the worst thing since Elvis Presley do black music so selfishly and used it to get myself wealthy Here's a concept that works Twenty million other white rappers emerge But no matter how many fish in the sea It'll be so empty, without me Chorus: Now this looks like a job for me So everybody, just follow me Cause we need a little, controversy Cause it feels so empty, without me I said-this looks like a job for me So everybody, just follow me Cause we need a little, controversy Cause it feels so empty, without me Kids!
