Obie Trice, real name, no gimmicks

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

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 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 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 (na-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 with Anybody who's talking this shit and 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, 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 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

Kids!