Jmanfh
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| 16 Jun 2013 11:44 PM |
Ohh, it's music to my ears Oh man, how can I describe the way I feel? It's great, man Okay, let me see, how could I begin?
Locked in Mariah's wine cellar, all I had for lunch Was bread, wine, more bread, wine and Cap'n Crunch Red wine for breakfast and for brunch And to soak it up and in between snack crackers to munch
Mariah, whatever happened to us? Why did we have to break up? All I asked for was a glass of punch You see I never really asked for much I can't imagine what's goin' through you mind After such a nasty break up
With that Latin hunk Luis Miguel Nick Cannon better back the truck up I'm not playin', I want her back you punk This is Hello Kitty bedspread satin funk
Mixed with Egyptian, with a little rap and punk Zap and Eric Clapton shaft brings Abba crunk And yeah baby, I want another crack at ya You can beat me with any spatula that you want
I mean I really want ya bad, you runt 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 goin' through my mind half the time When my rhyme are blowin' up my Bagpipes from Baghdad Somebody turn the 'Vacancy' sign on 'cause I'm gone blowin' up my Bagpipes from Baghdad I run the streets and act like a mad man holdin' a glad bag
You can be a permanent fixture in my lyrical mixture I'm the miracle whip, a trickster My signature sound when the tube of lipsticks surround I'm bound to put it on in an instant, wow, man
What an ensemble, what an assortment of pharmaceuticals This beautiful pill dust in my palm Cuticles get residue just from touching the bottle Never knew I could remind me so much of my mama
I cut you like Dahmer, pull a butcher knife on ya The size of a sword, boy, I'm like the Red Sonja Get it stuck in your cornea, nice knowin' ya Norman You're so very annoyin', drop the shovel, boy
You don't know what the heck you're doin' I ain't playin' no more Nick Cannon you pick, I wish you luck with the touching more Every minute there's a sucka born Snuck up on Malakai and made the other mothers suck On a shucka corn
Shucka, shucka corn, shucka corn Hit Jason in the face with a hockey puck and told him oh it's on Now what the heck are ya doin'? You're runnin' over the snow blower With the lawnmower blowing 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 goin' through my mind half the time When my rhyme are blowin' up my Bagpipes from Baghdad Somebody turn the 'Vacancy' sign on 'cause I'm gone blowin' up my Bagpipes from Baghdad I run the streets and act like a mad man holdin' a glad bag
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Jmanfh
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| 16 Jun 2013 11:53 PM |
yeah
bagpipes from baghdad - eminem |
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