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Eminem - Bagpipes from Baghdad

Album: Relapse
Recording Year: 2009


[ Intro ]

Aaahhhh, Oh itís music to my ears, oh man
How can I describe the way I feel? Fucking great man
Ok, let me see, how can I begin?

[ Verse 1 ]

Locked in Mariahís 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 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 asked for much I canít imagine whatís
Goin through your mind after such
A nasty break-up with that Latin hunk
Louis Miguel, Nick Cannon better back the fuck up
Iím not playiní I want her back you punk
This is Hello Kitty bedspread satin funk
Mixed with Egyptian with the little rappin punk
Zappin Eric Clapton Shaq brings out da 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 ya cunt
Nick you had your fun
Iíve come to kick ya in your sack of junk
Man I could use a fresh batch of blood
So prepare your vernacular for Dracular acupuncture

[ Chorus ]

Bagpipes from baghdad
When will it ever cease
For Peteís sakes sheís crazy to say the least
Bagpipes from baghdad
Whatís goin through my mind
Half the time when I rhyme weíre blowin up like
Bagpipes from baghdad
Someone turn the vacancy sign on
Cause iím gone, blowing up like
Bagpipes from baghdad
I run the streets and mack
Like a madman holdin a glad bag

[ Verse 2 ]

You can be a permanent fixture in my lyrical mixture
Iím the miracle whip, a trickster
My sig-nature sound when a tube of lipstickís around
Iím bound to put it on in an instant wow man
What an ensemble, what an assortment of PHARMA-
Ceuticals this beautiful pill does to my palma
Cuticles get residue just from touchin the bottle
Never knew I could remind me so much of my momma
Iíll cut ya like Dahmer, pull the butcher knife on ya
The size of a sword boy iím like the fuckin ruts on ya
Get it stuck in your cornea, nice knowin ya Norman
Your so fuckin annoyin, drop the shovel boy
You donít know what the fuck your doin
I ainít playin no fuckin more
Nick Cannon you prick I wish you luck with the fuckin whore
Every minute thereís a sucker born, snuck up on
Maliki made the motherfucker suck on a shuck of corn
Shuck of, shucka corn, shucka corn
Hit Jason in the face with a hockey puck and tell em itís fuckin on
Man what the fuck are ya doin
Youíre runnin over the snowblower with the lawnmower
Blowin your bagpipes from baghdad

[ Chorus ]

[ Verse 3 ]

In the bed with two brain dead lesbian vegetables
I bet you they become heterosexual
Nothing will stop me from molestiní you
Titty-fuckiní you tilí your breast nipple flesh tickles my testicles
Is what they said to the two conjoined twins
Howís it going girlfriends, you need a boyfriend
You need some ointment, just set up an appointment
Whoís gonna see the doctor first, weíll do a coin flip
I just got my one-year sobriety coin chip
When the bad get goin, how bad does the going get
Baby you shouldnít have any trouble rubbin groins wit
Each other especially when youíre joined at the hip
Iím going to get the needle and thread from the sewing kit
An attempt to separate íem and stitch íem back at the loin shit
Lure the little boy with the chocolate chips ahoy! chip-
Cookie lookie even took me a polaroid

[ Chorus ]

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