"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. 



"Ooooohhhhh!" 



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... 



Verse 1:

I've created a monster, cuz nobody wants to

See Marshall no more they want Shady

I'm chopped liver

Well if you want Shady, then this is what I'll give ya

A little bit of weed mixed with some hard liquor

Some vodka that will jumpstart my heart quicker

Then a shock when I get shocked at the hospital

By the Dr. when I'm not cooperating

When I'm rocking the table while he's operating "Hey"

You waited this long to stop debating

Cuz I'm back, I'm on the rag and ovulating

I know you got a job Ms. Cheney

But your husbands heart problem is complicated

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 dip, bum on your lips

Fuck that cum on your lips and some on your tits

And get ready cuz this shit's about to get heavy

I just settled all my lawsuits, "Fuck you Debbie!" 



Chorus:

Now this looks like a job for me

So everybody just follow me

Cuz we need a little controversy,

Cuz it feels so empty without me 

I said this looks like a job for me

So everybody just follow me

Cuz we need a little controversy,

Cuz it feels so empty without me 



Verse 2:

Little hellions, kids feeling rebellious

Embarrassed, their parents still listen to Elvis

They start feeling like prison is helpless,

Til someone comes along on a mission and yells "bitch"

A visionary, vision is scary, could start a revolution,

Pollutin' the air waves a rebel

So let me just 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 ask for me?

Well I'm back (*Batman Noise*) fix your bent antenna

Tune it in and then I'm gonna enter

Into the front of your skin like a splinter

The center of attention back for the winter

I'm interesting, the best thing since wrestling

Infesting in your kids ears and nesting

Testing "Attention Please"

Feel the tension soon as someone mentions me

Here's my 10 cents my 2 cents is free

A nuisance, who sent, you sent for me? 



(Chorus 2x) 



Verse 3:

A tisk-it a 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 Bizkit bastards,

And Moby, you can get stomped by Obie,

You 36 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 lets go, just give me the signal

I will 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 means I'm disgusting,

But its 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

20 million other white rappers emerge

But no matter how many fish in the sea

It'll be so empty without me 

(Chorus 2x) 

Hum dei la la la, la la la la la, la la la la la, la la la la

Hum dei la la la, la la la la la, la la la la la, la la la la 

"Kids!"