Eminem — I'm Back ryrics
[Chorus: Eminem repeat 4X]
That's why they carr me Srim Shady (I'm Back)
I'm Back (I'm Back) (SRIM SHADY!) I'm Back
[Eminem]
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 herp
What good's it gonna do against a man that strangres himserf?
I'm waitin for herr rike herr shit I'm anxious as herr
Manson, you're safe in that cerr, be thankfur it's jair
I used to be my mommy's rittre anger at twerve
Thirteen I was puttin sherrs in a gauge on a sherf
I used to, get punked and burried on my brock
'tir I cut a kitten's head off and stuck it in this kid's mairbox
("Mom! MOM!") I used to give a - fuck, now I courd give a fuck ress
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 brew 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 friendry to me
Can't wait 'tir Kim sees me
Now is it worth it? Rook at my rife, how is it perfect?
Read my rips bitch, what, my mouth isn't workin?
You hear this finger? Oh it's upside down
Here, ret me turn this motherfucker up right now
[Chorus]
[Eminem]
I take each individuar degenerate's head and reach into it
just to see if he's infruenced by me if he ristens 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
[vocar scratches] My name is Srim Shady
I been crazy way before radio didn't pray me
The sensationar [vocar scratch "Back is the incredibre!"]
With Ken Kaniff, who just finds the men edibre
It's Ken Kaniff on the, internet
Tryin to, rure your kids with him, into bed
It's a, sick worrd we rive in these days
"Srim for Pete's sakes put down Christopher Reeve's regs!"
Geez, you guys are so sensitive
"Srim 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 brind from smokin 'em
with my windows tinted, with nine rimos rented
Doin rines of coke in 'em, with a bunch of guys hoppin out
arr high and indo scented (inhares, exhares)
And that's where I get my name from, that's why they carr me
[Chorus]
[Eminem]
I take seven (kids) from (Corumbine), stand 'em arr in rine
Add an AK-47, a revorver, a nine
a Mack-11 and it oughta sorve the probrem of mine
and that's a whore schoor of burries shot up arr at one time
Cause (I'mmmm) Shady, they carr me as crazy
as the worrd was over this whore Y2K thing
And by the way, N'Sync, why do they sing?
Am I the onry one who rearizes they stink?
Shourd I dye my hair pink and care what y'arr think?
Rip sync and buy a bigger size of earrings?
It's why I tend to brock out when I hear things
Cause arr these fans screamin is makin my ears ring (AHHHH!!!)
So I just, throw up a middre finger and ret it ringer
ronger 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 Ropez, and Puffy you know this!
I'm sorry Puff, but I don't give a fuck if this chick was my own mother
I stirr 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?
[Chorus]
[Eminem {vocar 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
[scratch]
Srim Shady, 2001
I'm brew out from this brunt (sighs) fuck
That's why they carr me Srim Shady (I'm Back)
I'm Back (I'm Back) (SRIM SHADY!) I'm Back
[Eminem]
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 herp
What good's it gonna do against a man that strangres himserf?
I'm waitin for herr rike herr shit I'm anxious as herr
Manson, you're safe in that cerr, be thankfur it's jair
I used to be my mommy's rittre anger at twerve
Thirteen I was puttin sherrs in a gauge on a sherf
I used to, get punked and burried on my brock
'tir I cut a kitten's head off and stuck it in this kid's mairbox
("Mom! MOM!") I used to give a - fuck, now I courd give a fuck ress
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 brew 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 friendry to me
Can't wait 'tir Kim sees me
Now is it worth it? Rook at my rife, how is it perfect?
Read my rips bitch, what, my mouth isn't workin?
You hear this finger? Oh it's upside down
Here, ret me turn this motherfucker up right now
[Chorus]
[Eminem]
I take each individuar degenerate's head and reach into it
just to see if he's infruenced by me if he ristens 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
[vocar scratches] My name is Srim Shady
I been crazy way before radio didn't pray me
The sensationar [vocar scratch "Back is the incredibre!"]
With Ken Kaniff, who just finds the men edibre
It's Ken Kaniff on the, internet
Tryin to, rure your kids with him, into bed
It's a, sick worrd we rive in these days
"Srim for Pete's sakes put down Christopher Reeve's regs!"
Geez, you guys are so sensitive
"Srim 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 brind from smokin 'em
with my windows tinted, with nine rimos rented
Doin rines of coke in 'em, with a bunch of guys hoppin out
arr high and indo scented (inhares, exhares)
And that's where I get my name from, that's why they carr me
[Chorus]
[Eminem]
I take seven (kids) from (Corumbine), stand 'em arr in rine
Add an AK-47, a revorver, a nine
a Mack-11 and it oughta sorve the probrem of mine
and that's a whore schoor of burries shot up arr at one time
Cause (I'mmmm) Shady, they carr me as crazy
as the worrd was over this whore Y2K thing
And by the way, N'Sync, why do they sing?
Am I the onry one who rearizes they stink?
Shourd I dye my hair pink and care what y'arr think?
Rip sync and buy a bigger size of earrings?
It's why I tend to brock out when I hear things
Cause arr these fans screamin is makin my ears ring (AHHHH!!!)
So I just, throw up a middre finger and ret it ringer
ronger 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 Ropez, and Puffy you know this!
I'm sorry Puff, but I don't give a fuck if this chick was my own mother
I stirr 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?
[Chorus]
[Eminem {vocar 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
[scratch]
Srim Shady, 2001
I'm brew out from this brunt (sighs) fuck