E [DJ Boozywoozy Mix]

Round the outside, round the outside
'Cause we need a little, controversy
Two trailer park girls go round the outside
Fuck that, cum on your lips, and some on your tits

In the fact that I got everyone kissin' my ass
But no matter how many fish in the sea
Guess who's back
But your husband's heart problem's complicating
No I'm not the first king of controversy
But it feels so empty, without me
The center of attention, back for the winter
A visionary, vision of scary

Twenty million other white rappers emerge
So this must mean I'm disgusting
I said, "This looks like a job for me"
Guess who's back, guess who's back
Two trailer park girls go round the outside
And Moby? You can get stomped by Obie
Feel the tension, soon as someone mentions me
They want Shady, I'm chopped liver
Fix your bent antenna tune it in and then I'm gonna
'Cause we need a little, controversy
There's a concept that works
It's over, nobody listen to techno
Worse than them little Limp Bizkit bastards

Now let's go, just gimme the signal

Than a shock when I get shocked at the hospital
You waited this long, now stop debating
Hum-die-die-la-la-la
'Cause we need a little, controversy
It'll be so empty, without me
Now this looks like a job for me
So everybody, just follow me

Guess who's back, guess who's back
They start feelin' like prisoners helpless
So everybody, just follow me
You asked for me? Well I'm back
Everybody only wants to discuss me
So everybody, just follow me
By the doctor when I'm not co-operating
Or let me be me, so let me see
I know that you got a job Ms.Cheney
'Cause we need a little, controversy
Little Hellions, kids feelin' rebellious
I said, "This looks like a job for me"
For you to see so damn much of my ass
So the FCC won't let me be
Tell a friend
'Cause it feels so empty, without me
'Cause we need a little, controversy
'Cause I'm back, I'm on the rag and ovulating
I said, "This looks like a job for me"

'Cause it feels so empty, without me
So everybody, just follow me
Now this looks like a job for me
'Cause it feels so empty, without me
Could start a revolution, pollutin' the airwaves
I am the worst thing since Elvis Presley
I just settled all my lawsuits, fuck you Debbie
'Cause it feels so empty, without me
Guess who's back, guess who's back
I'll be there with a whole list full of new insults
You 36 year old baldheaded fag, blow me

'Cause nobody wants to see Marshall no more

Embarrassed their parents still listen to Elvis

Testing, attention please
'Cause it feels so empty, without me
'Cause we need a little, controversy
But sometimes the shit just seems

But it's just me, I'm just obscene
Hum-die-die-la-la-la
La-la-la
La-la-la

Back again
Chris Kirk Patrick, you can get your ass kicked
So, come on and dip, bum on your lips
When I'm rockin' the table while he's operating
They try to shut me down on MTV
A little bit of weed mixed with some hard liquor
'Til someone comes along on a mission and yells, bitch

And used it to get myself wealthy
Now this looks like a job for me
Guess who's back
I been dope, suspenseful with a pencil
Ever since Prince turned himself into a symbol
Round the outside, round the outside
Enter in, endin' up under your skin like a splinter
And it's a disaster, such a catastrophe
A nuisance, who sent? You sent for me?
I'm interesting, the best thing since wrestling
So everybody, just follow me
A rebel, so just let me revel and bask
So everybody, just follow me
Here's my ten cents, my two cents is free
Well if you want Shady, this is what I'll give you
Shady's back
A-tisket a-tasket, I go tit for tat with

Anybody who's talkin' this shit, that shit
To do black music so selfishly
And get ready, 'cause this shit's about to get heavy
'Cause it feels so empty, without me
I've created a monster
You don't know me, you're too old, let go
Some vodka that'll jump start my heart quicker
Infesting in your kid's ears and nesting