Intro (Obie Trice)
"Obie Trice/Name No Gimmicks..."
2 trailer park girls go round the outside/ round the outside, round the outside (Repeat Refrain 1)
Guess whos back, back again/ Shadys back, tell a friend/ Guess who's back, guess who's back, gruess who's back/ Guess who's back...
I've created a monster, 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 me mixed with some hard liquor/ some vodka that'll jumpstart my heart quicker then a/ shock when I get shocked at the hospital by the Dr. when I'm not cooperating/ when I'm rocking the table while he's operating / you waited this long now stop debating cuz I'm back, I'm on the rag and ovulating/ I know that you got a job Ms. Cheney but your husbands heart problem's complicating / So the FCC wont 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 and dip, bum on your lips fuck that, cum on your lips and some on your tits and get ready cuz this shit's about to get heavy/ I just settled all my lawsuits Fuck YOU DEBBIE_!
Now this looks like a job for me so everybody just follow me/ cuz we need a little controversy, cuz it feels so empty without me
Little hellions kids feeling rebellious/ embarrassed, their parents still listen to Elvis/ they start feeling the prisoners helpless, 'til someone comes along on a mission and yells "bitch"/ A visionary, vision is scary, could start a revolution, pollutin the air waves a rebel/ so let me just revel an bask, in the fact that I got everyone kissing my ass/ and it's a disaster such a catastrophe for you to see so damn much of my ass you ask for me?/ Well I'm back (batman sound) fix your bent antennae tune it in and then I'm gonna/ enter in and up under your skin like a splinter/ The center of attention back for the winter/ I'm interesting, the best thing since wrestling/ Infesting in your kids ears and nesting/ Testing "Attention Please" feel the tension soon as someone mentions me/ here's my 10 cents my 2 cents is free/ A nuisance, who sent, you sent for me?
A tisk-it a task-it, I'll go tit for tat with 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 36 year old bald headed fag blow me/You don't know me, you're too old let go its over, nobody listens to techno/ Now lets go, 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 the shit just seems, everybody only wants to discuss me/ So this must mean I'm disgusting, but its just me I'm just obscene/ Though I'm not the first king of controversy/ I am the worst thing since Elvis Presley, to do Black Music so selfishly/ and use it to get myself wealthy (Hey)/ there's a concept that works/ 20 million other white rappers emerge/ but no matter how many fish in the sea it'd be so empty without me
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