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I'm Back lyrics


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    That's why they call me Slim Shady (I'm Back)
    I'm Back (im back) im back [SLIM SHADY!]

    I murder a rhyme one word at a time
    You never, heard of a mind as perverted as mine
    You better, get rid of that nine, it ain't gonna help
    What good's it gonna do against a man that strangles himself?
    I'm waitin for hell like hell shit I'm anxious as hell
    Manson, you're safe in that cell, be thankful it's jail
    I used to be my mommy's little angel at twelve
    Thirteen I was puttin shells in a gauge on a shelf
    I used to, get punked and bullied on my block
    'til I cut a kitten's head off and stuck it in this kid's mailbox
    {"Mom! MOM!"} I used to give a - fuck, now I could give a fuck less
    What do I think of suc-cess? It sucks, too much press I'm stressed
    Too much stares two breasts, too upset
    It's just too much mess, I guess I must just blew up quick (yes)
    Grew up quick (no) was raised right
    Whatever you say is wrong, whatever I say is right
    You think of my name now whenever you say, "Hi"
    Became a commodity because I'm W-H-I-
    -T-E, cuz MTV was so friendly to me
    Can't wait 'til Kim sees me
    Now is it worth it? Look at my life, how is it perfect?
    Read my lips bitch, what, my mouth isn't workin?
    You hear this finger? Oh it's upside down
    Here, let me turn this motherfucker up right now


    I take each individual degenerate's head and reach into it
    just to see if he's influenced by me if he listens to music
    And if he feeds into this shit he's an innocent victim
    and becomes a puppet on the string of my tennis shoe
    {*vocal scratches*} My name is Slim Shady
    I been crazy way before radio didn't play me
    The sensational {*vocal scratch "Back is the incredible!"*}
    With Ken Kaniff, who just finds the men edible
    It's Ken Kaniff on the, internet
    Tryin to, lure your kids with him, into bed
    It's a, sick world we live in these days
    "Slim for Pete's sakes put down Christopher Reeve's legs!"
    Geez, you guys are so sensitive
    "Slim it's a touchy subject, try and just don't mention it"
    Mind with no sense in it, fried to get so frenetic
    whose eyes get so squinted, I'm blind from smokin 'em
    with my windows tinted, with nine limos rented
    Doin lines of coke in 'em, with a bunch of guys hoppin out
    all high and indo scented {*inhales, exhales*}
    And that's where I get my name from, that's why they call me


    I take seven [kids] from [Columbine], stand 'em all in line
    Add an AK-47, a revolver, a nine
    a Mack-11 and it oughta solve the problem of mine
    and that's a whole school of bullies shot up all at one time
    Cause (I'mmmm) Shady, they call me as crazy
    as the world was over this whole Y2K thing
    And by the way, N'Sync, why do they sing?
    Am I the only one who realizes they stink?
    Should I dye my hair pink and care what y'all think?
    Lip sync and buy a bigger size of earrings?
    It's why I tend to block out when I hear things
    Cause all these fans screamin is makin my ears ring (AHHHH!!!)
    So I just, throw up a middle finger and let it linger
    longer than the rumor that I was stickin it to Christina
    Cause if I ever stuck it to any singer in showbiz
    it'd be Jennifer Lopez, and Puffy you know this!
    I'm sorry Puff, but I don't give a fuck if this chick was my own mother
    I still fuck her with no rubber and cum inside her
    and have a son and a new brother at the same time
    and just say that it ain't mine, what's my name?


    [Eminem {*vocal scratching*}]
    Guess who's b-back, back
    Gue-gue-guess who's back (Hi mom!)
    {*scratch*} Guess who's back
    {*scratch*} Gue {*scratch*} guess who's back
    D-12 {*scratch*} Guess who's back
    Gue, gue-gue-gue, guess who's back
    Dr. Dre {*scratch*} Guess who's back
    Back back {*scratch*} back
    Slim Shady, 2001
    I'm blew out from this blunt (*sighs*) fuck
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