Eminem - Without Me lyrics

Obie Trice, real name
No gimmicks record scratch

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
(Woo, Ooh ooh ooh)

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

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 what I'll give ya


A little bit of weed mixed
With some hard liquor
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 co-operating
When I'm rocking the table
While he's operating (Hey)
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 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 tit's, and get ready
'cause this shit's about to get heavy
I just settled all my lawsuit's, fuck you
Debbie!

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 hellions, kids feeling rebellious
Embarrassed, their parents still
Listen to Elvis
They start feeling like prisoners, helpless
'Til someone comes along on
A mission and yells, "Bitch!"
A visionary, vision is scary
Could start a revolution
Polluting the airwaves, a rebel
So just let me revel and 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 asked for me?
Well, I'm back, da na na na na na na na na na
Fix your bent antenna, 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 kid's ears and nesting
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?

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 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 baldheaded 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, the shit just seems
Everybody only wants to discuss me
So this must mean I'm disgusting
But it's just me, I'm just obscene (yeah)
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
Twenty million other white rappers emerge
But no matter how many fish in the sea
It'd be so empty without me

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

Hum, dei-dei, la la, la la la la la
La la la la la, la la la la
Hum, dei-dei, la la, la la la la la
La la la la la, la la la la kids!