Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song I'm Back , by - Eminem. Release date: 19.08.2001
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
I'm Back |
| 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 |
| 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 |
| My name is Slim Shady |
| I been crazy way before radio didn’t play me The sensational |
| 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 |
| And that’s where I get my name from, that’s why they call me I take seven from, 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? |
| Guess who’s b-back, back |
| Gue-gue-guess who’s back (Hi mom!) |
| Guess who’s back |
| Gue guess who’s back |
| D-12 Guess who’s back |
| Gue, gue-gue-gue, guess who’s back |
| Dr. Dre Guess who’s back |
| Back back back |
| Slim Shady, 2001 |
| I’m blew out from this blunt (*sighs*) fuck |