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Oh! It's music to my ears, oh man!

How can I describe, the way I feel?

Fuckin' great man! Okay, let me see

How could I begin

 

Locked in Mariah's wine cellar all I had for lunch

Was red wine, more red wine, and Captain Crunch

Red wine for breakfast and for brunch

And to soak it up an in between snack, crackers to munch

Mariah, what's ever happened to us, why did we have to break up?

All I asked for was a glass of punch

You see, I never really ask for much

I can't imagine what's going through your mind after such

A nasty breakup with that Latin hunk

Luis Miguel, Nick Cannon better back the f*ck up

I'm not playin', I want to bag ya punk

This is Hello Kitty bedspread satin funk

Mixed with Egyptian, with a little rappin' pump

Zappin Eric Clapton, Shaft, Frank Zappa crunk

And yeah baby, I want another crack at ya

You can beat me with any spatula that ya want

I mean I really want you bad, you cunt

Nick you had your fun

I've come to kick you in your sack of junk

Man I could use a fresh batch of blood

So prepare your vernacular for Dracula acupuncture

 

Bagpipes from Baghdad

When will it ever cease, for Pete's sakes he's crazy, to say the least

Bagpipes from Baghdad

What's going through my mind half the time, when I rhyme, while blowing on my

Bagpipes from Baghdad

Somebody turn the vacancy sign on, 'cause I'm gone, blowing on my

Bagpipes from Baghdad

I run the streets and act like a madman, holding a Glad bag

 

You can be a permanent fixture

In my lyrical mixture

I'm the miracle whip trickster

My signature sound, when the tube of lipstick's around

I'm bound to put it on in an instant, wow

Man what an ensemble, what an assortment of pharma

Ceuticals, it's beautiful, pill dust in my palm, my

Cuticles get residue just from touching the bottle

Never knew I could remind me so much of my mama

I'll cut you like Dahmer, pull a butcher knife on ya

The size of a sword boy, I'm like a fuckin' Red Sonia

Get it stuck in your cornea

Nice knowin ya Norman

You're so fuckin' annoyin

Drop the shovel boy, you don't know what the f*ck ya doin'

I ain't playin' no fuckin' more

Nick Cannon you prick, I wish you luck with the fuckin' whore

Every minute there's a sucker born

Snuck up on Malachai and made the motherfucker suck on a shuck of corn

Shuck of, shuck of corn, shuck of corn

Hit Jason in the face with a hockey puck and told him it's fuckin' on

What the f*ck are you doin'

You're runnin' over the snow blower

With the lawnmower, blow on your

Bagpipes from Baghdad

 

Bagpipes from Baghdad

When will it ever cease, for Pete's sakes he's crazy, to say the least

Bagpipes from Baghdad

What's going through my mind half the time, when I rhyme, while blowing on my

Bagpipes from Baghdad

Somebody turn the vacancy sign on, 'cause I'm gone, blowing on my

Bagpipes from Baghdad

I run the streets and act like a madman, holding a Glad bag

 

In the bed with two brain dead lesbian vegetables

I bet you they become heterosexual

Nothing will stop me from molesting you

Titty fucking you 'til your breast nipple

Flesh, tickles my testicles

Is what they said to the two conjoined twins

How's it going girlfriends, you need a boyfriend?

You need some ointment, just make an appointment

Who's gonna see the doctor first, we'll do a coin flip

I just got my one year sobriety coin chip

When the bad get going, how bad does the going get

Baby you shouldn't have any trouble rubbing groins wit

Each other, especially when you're joined at the hip

I'm going to get the needle and thread from the sewing kit

An attempt to seperate 'em and stitch em back at the loin shit

Lured the little boy with the chocolate Chips Ahoy chip

Cookie, lookie even took me a polaroid, bitch

 

Bagpipes from Baghdad

When will it ever cease, for Pete's sakes he's crazy, to say the least

Bagpipes from Baghdad

What's going through my mind half the time, when I rhyme, while blowing on my

Bagpipes from Baghdad

Somebody turn the vacancy sign on, 'cause I'm gone, blowing on my

Bagpipes from Baghdad

I run the streets and act like a madman, holding a Glad bag of bagpipes from Baghdad

 

مشخصات کامل ترک:

آلبوم: Relapse

سال انتشار: 2009

پرودوسر: استاد داکتر دره

مدت زمان: 4:43

ترک 5 ام آلبوم Relapse

 

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