Eminem
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Two trailer park girls go 'round the outside, 'round the outside, 'round the outside.
Ch-ch-wah!
Ch-ch-ch-ch-ch-ch-ch-ch-ch-ch-ch-ch-ch-ch-ch-ch-ch-ch-ch-ch-ch-ch-ch-ch-ch-ch-ch-ch-ch-ch-ch-ch-ch-ch-ch-ch-ch-ch-ch-ch-ch-ch-ch-ch-ch-ch-ch-ch-ch-ch-ch-ch-ch-ch-ch-ch-ch-ch-ch-ch-ch-ch-ch-ch-ch-ch-ch-ch-ch-ch-ch-ch-ch-ch-ch-ch-ch-ch-ch-ch-ch-ch-ch-ch-ch-ch-ch-ch-ch-ch-ch-ch-ch-ch-ch-ch-ch-ch-ch-ch-ch-ch-ch-ch-ch-ch-ch-ch-ch-ch-ch-ch
Damn, damn, damn, damn
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 that'll jumpstart 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's operating
You waited this long, now stop debating
'Cause I'm back, I'm on the rag, inovulating
I know that you got a job, Miss Chaney
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!
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 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 is scary
Can start a revolution, pollutin' the airwaves of 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 catastrophe
For you to see, so damn much of my ass you ask for me
Well I'm back, da-na-na-na-na-na-na-na-na
Shhh, fix your balance and I'm tuning in and then I'm gonna enter in and up onto your skin like a splinter
The center of attention, back for the winner, I'm interesting
The best thing since wrestling, investing in your kid's ears and nesting
Shhh, testing, attention please
Feel the tension, soon as someone mentions me
Here's my ten cents, my two cents is free
A new sense, 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 cisca to task it, I 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 biscuit bastards
And Moby, you can get stomped by Obi
You 36-year-old boy, how that fag blow me?
You don't know me, you're too old
Let go, it's over
Nobody listen 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. 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'll 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
Chimney-la-la-la, la-la-la-la-la, la-la-la-la-la, la-la-la-la.
Chimney-la-la-la, la-la-la-la-la, la-la-la-la-la, la-la-la-la.
Kids!