Eminem - Without Me

Two trailer park girls go round the outside,
round the outside,
round the outside.
Two trailer park girls go round the outside,
round the outside,
round the outside.

OOOOOOOOHHHHHHHH

Guess who's back, (back,back)
Back again, (gen,gen)
Shady's back, (back,back)
Tell a friend, (friend,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

I've created a monsta, cuz 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
and some Vodka that'll jump start my heart quicker than a
shock
when I
get shocked at the hospital by the doctor when I'm not
cooperating,
when I'm rockin' the table while he operating. (HEYYYYY!!!)
You waited this long to stop debating, cuz I'm back I'm on
the
rag
and ovulating.
I know that you got a job Mrs.Chaney, but your husbands
heart
problem is complicating.
So the FCC won't let me be, or let me be me, so let me see,
they tried to shut me down on MTV,
but it feels so empty without me.
So come on dip,
bum on your lips,
fuck dat! Cum on your lips,
and some on your tits
so get ready cuz this shit's about to get heavy,
I just settled my lawsuit, so, "Fuck you Debbie!!"
~Chorus~

Now this looks like a job for me
so everybody just follow me,
cuz we need a little contraversy,
cuz it feels so empty without me.

I said, this looks like a job for me,
so everybody just follow me,
cuz we need a little contraversy,
cuz it feels so empty without me.

Little hellions,
kids feelin rebelous,
embarrassed their parents still listen to Elvis.
They start feelin' like prison is helpless,
til someone comes along on a mission and yells "Bitch!!"
A visionary, vision is scary,
could start a revolution
pollutin the airwaves, a rebel, so let me just revel and
bask
in the fact that I got everyone kissin' my ass.
And it's a disaster, such a catastrophe that you can see so
damn
much
of my ass that you ask for me.
Well, I'm back, NANANANANANANANA,
Fix your bent antenna,
Tune it in, then I'm gonna enter,
into the front of your skin like a splinter,
The center of attention, back for the winter.
I'm interesting, the best thing since wrestling,
Investing in your kids' ears and nesting.
"Testing, attention please!"
Feel the tention when someone mentions me,
Here's my ten cents, my two cents is free,
A nuissance, who sent, you sent for me?

~Chorus~

A tisk-it a task-it,
I'll go tit for tat wit anybody who's talking this shit, that
shit,
Chris Kirkpatrick, you can get your ass kicked,
Worse than them little limp bizkit bastards,
And Moby, you can get stomped by Obie,
You thirty-six year old, bald-headed 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 give me the signal,
I'll be there with a whole list full of new insults,
I've been dope, suspenseful with a pencil,
Ever since Prince turned himself into a symbol.
But sometimes, man it just seems,
that everybody only wants to discuss me,
so this must mean I'm disgusting, but it's just me,
I'm just obscene. (HEY!)
Though I'm not the first King of controversy,
I am the worst thing since Elvis Presly,
To do Black Music so selfishly,
And use it to get myself wealthy. (HEYYY!)
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~

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"KIDS!!"