Eminem - I'm Back lyrics

Eminem [Marshall Bruce Mathers III] Detroit, Michigan. U.S.

[Eminem - I'm Back lyrics]

That's why they call me Slim Shady (I'm back)
I'm back (I'm back) , I'm back (Slim Shady)
That's why they call me Slim Shady (I'm back)
I'm back (I'm back) , I'm back (Slim Shady)
That's why they call me Slim Shady (I'm back)
I'm back (I'm back) , I'm back (Slim Shady)
That's why they call me Slim Shady (I'm back)
I'm back
(I'm back) , I'm back (Slim Shady-Shady)

I murder a rhyme, one word at a time
You never heard of a mind
As perverted as mine
You better get rid of that 9
It ain't gonna help
What good's it gonna do against
A man that strangles himself?
I'm waitin' for Hell, like Hell, shit
I'm anxious as Hell
Manson, you're safe in that cell
Be thankful it's jail
I used to be my mommy's
Little angel at twelve
Thirteen, I was puttin' shells in
A gauge on a shelf
I used to get punked and bullied on my block
'Til I cut a kitten's head off and
Stuck it in this kid's mailbox
(Hey Ma', Ma') i used to give a fuck
Now I could give a fuck less
What do I think of success? It sucks
Too much press
I'm stressed, too much cess, depressed
Too upset it's just too much mess
I guess I must just blew up quick (Yes)
Grew up quick (No) , was raised right
Whatever you say is wrong
Whatever I say's right
You think of my name now whenever you say
"Hi" became a commodity 'cause I'm W-H-I
T-E, ‘cause MTV was so friendly
To me, can't wait 'til Kim sees me
Now, is it worth it? Look at my life
How is it perfect?
Read my lips, bitch! What
My mouth isn't workin'?
You hear this finger? Oh, it's upside down
Here, let me turn this
Motherfucker up right now

That's why they call me Slim Shady (I'm back)
I'm back (I'm back) , I'm back (Slim Shady)
That's why they call me Slim Shady (I'm back)
I'm back (I'm back) , I'm back (Slim Shady)
That's why they call me Slim Shady (I'm back)
I'm back (I'm back) , I'm back (Slim Shady)
That's why they call me Slim Shady (Shady)
I'm back (I'm back) , I'm back (Slim Shady)

I take each individual degenerate's head
And reach into it
Just to see if he's influenced by me
If he listens to music
And if he feeds into this shit
He's an innocent victim
And becomes a puppet on the
String of my tennis shoe
(Scratches) My name is Slim Shady
I been crazy way before radio didn't play me
The sensational
(scratch) "Back is the incredible!"
With Ken Kaniff
Who just finds the men edible
It's Ken Kaniff on the Internet
Tryin' to lure your kids with him into bed
(Uh) it's a sick world we live in these days
"Slim, for Pete's sakes
Put down Christopher Reeve's legs!"
("Oh, oh, oh, oh!")
Geez, you guys are so sensitive
"Slim, it's a touchy subject
Try and just don't mention it"
Mind with no sense in it
Fried schizophrenic whose eyes
Get so squinted i'm blind from smoke in 'em
With my windows tinted
With nine limos rented
Doin' lines of coke in 'em
With a bunch of guys hoppin' out
All high and indo-scented
And that's where I get my name from
That's why they call me

They call me Slim Shady (I'm back)
I'm back (I'm back) , I'm back (Slim Shady)
That's why they call me Slim Shady (I'm back)
I'm back (I'm back) , I'm back (Slim Shady)
That's why they call me Slim Shady (I'm back)
I'm back (I'm back) , I'm back (Slim Shady)
That's why they call me Slim Shady (I'm back)
I'm back
(I'm back) , I'm back (Back, Slim Shady)

I take seven kids from Columbine
Stand 'em all in line
Add an AK-47, a revolver, a 9
A MAC-11 and it oughta solve
The problem of mine
And that's a whole school of bullies
Shot up all at one time (Ahh-! Ahh ahh)
‘Cause I'm Shady, they call me as crazy
As the world was over this whole Y2K thing
And by the way, NSYNC, why do they sing?
Am I the only one who realizes they stink?
Should I dye my hair pink
And care what y'all think
Lip sync and buy a bigger size of earrings?
It's why I tend to block
Out when I hear things
‘Cause all these fans screamin' is
Makin' my ears ring (Ahh)
So I just throw up a middle
Finger and let it linger
Longer than the rumor that I
Was stickin' it to Christina
‘Cause if I ever stuck it
To any singer in showbiz
It'd be Jennifer Lopez and Puffy
You know this
I'm sorry, Puff, but I don't give a fuck
If this chick was my own mother
I'd still fuck her with no rubber
And cum inside her and have a
Son and a new brother
At the same time and just say that
It ain't mine what's my name?

I'm Slim Shady (scratch- Slim, I'm back)
I'm back (I'm back) , I'm back
That's why they call me Slim Shady (I'm back)
I'm back (scratch- I'm back) , I'm back
(I'm- scratch- I'm back, slim Shady)
That's why they call me Slim Shady
(scratches Slim, I'm back)
I'm back (I'm back) , I'm back
They call me Slim Shady (I'm back)
I'm back (scratch I'm back) , I'm back

Guess who's b back, back
Gue-gue-guess who's back (Hi, Mom)
​​scratch​​ Guess who's back
​​scratch​​ Gue ​​scratch​​ guess who's back
D-12 ​​scratch​​ guess who's back
Gue, gue-gue-gue, guess who's back
Dr dre ​​scratch​​ guess who's back
Back back ​​scratch​​ back ​​scratch​​
Slim Shady, 2001
I'm blew out from this blunt (sighs) fuck

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