Without Me - Eminem

Obie Trice, real name no gimmicks

Two trailer park girls go round the outside
 Round the outside, round the outside

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 you
 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 rockin' the table while he's operating
 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!

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

Fix your bent antenna tune it in and then I'm gonna
 Enter in, endin' 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-tisket a-tasket, I go tit for tat with
 Anybody who's talkin' this shit, that shit
 Chris Kirk Patrick, 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 listen to techno
 Now let's go, just gimme the signal
 I'll be there with a whole list full of new insults
 I 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
 No I'm not the first king of controversy
 I am the worst thing since Elvis Presley
 To do black music so selfishly
 And used it to get myself wealthy
 There's a concept that works
 Twenty million other white rappers emerge
 But no matter how many fish in the sea
 It'll be 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!