Chorus: Eminem

Now, this looks like a job for me

So, everybody, just follow me

'Cause we need a little controversy

'Cause it feels so empty without me

I said this looks like a job for me

So, everybody, just follow me

'Cause we need a little controversy

'Cause it feels so empty without me

Verse 3: Eminem

A tisket, a tasket, I'll go tit-for-tat wit'

Anybody who's talkin', "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 thirty-six-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, let's go, just give me the signal

I'll 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 must mean I'm disgusting

But it's just me, I'm just obscene (Yeah)

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

Twenty million other white rappers emerge

But no matter how many fish in the sea

It'd be so empty without me