paroles de chanson Bagpipes From Baghdad - Eminem
Oh,
it's
music
to
my
ears,
oh
man
How
can
I
describe
the
way
I
feel?
Fucking
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
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
can't
imagine
what's
going
through
your
mind
after
such
A
nasty
break-up
with
that
Latin
hunk
Luis
Miguel,
Nick
Cannon
better
back
the
fuck
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
Zapp
and
Eric
Clapton,
Shaft,
Frank
Zappa,
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
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
sakes,
he's
crazy
to
say
the
least
Bagpipes
from
Baghdad
What's
going
through
my
mind
Half
the
time,
when
I
rhyme,
or
blowing
up
like
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
You
can
be
a
permanent
fixture
in
my
lyrical
mixture
I'm
the
Miracle
Whip
trickster
My
signature
sound,
when
a
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
This
beautiful
pill
dust
in
my
palm,
my
Cuticles
get
residue
just
from
touchin'
the
bottle
Never
knew
I
could
remind
me
so
much
of
my
momma
I'll
cut
ya
like
Dahmer,
pull
a
butcher
knife
on
ya
The
size
of
a
sword,
boy,
I'm
like
the
fuckin'
Red
Sonja
Get
it
stuck
in
your
cornea,
nice
knowing
ya,
Norman
You're
so
fuckin'
annoyin',
drop
the
shovel,
boy
You
don't
know
what
the
fuck
you're
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
Malachi
Made
the
motherfucker
suck
on
a
shuck
of
corn
Shuck
o',
shuck
o'
corn,
Chaka
Khan
Hit
Jason
in
the
face
with
a
hockey
puck,
and
Told
him
it's
fuckin'
on,
man,
what
the
fuck
are
ya
doin'?
You're
runnin'
over
the
snowblower
with
the
lawnmower
Blowin'
your
bagpipes
from
Baghdad
Bagpipes
from
Baghdad
When
will
it
ever
cease?
For
Pete
sakes,
he's
crazy
to
say
the
least
Bagpipes
from
Baghdad
What's
going
through
my
mind
Half
the
time,
when
I
rhyme,
or
blowing
up
like
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
molestin'
you
Titty-fuckin'
you
'til
your
breast
nipple
flesh
tickles
my
testicles
Is
what
I
said
to
the
two
conjoined
twins
How's
it
going,
girlfriends?
You
needs
a
boyfriend?
You
need
some
ointment?
Just
set
up
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
And
attempt
to
separate
'em
and
stitch
'em
back
at
the
loin,
shit
Lure
the
little
boy
with
the
chocolate
'Chips
Ahoy!'
chip
Cookie,
lookie,
even
took
me
a
Polaroid
pic
Bagpipes
from
Baghdad
When
will
it
ever
cease?
For
Pete
sakes,
he's
crazy
to
say
the
least
Bagpipes
from
Baghdad
What's
going
through
my
mind
Half
the
time,
when
I
rhyme,
or
blowing
up
like
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
Oh,
bagpipes
from
Baghdad
Hghum-day-li-laaa-aaa-aaa-aaa-aa-aah-aah
Hghum-day-li-laaa-aaa-aaa-aaa-aa-aah-aah
Hghum-day-li-laaa-aaa-aaa-aaa-aa-aah-aah
Hghum-day-li-laaa-aaa-aaa-aaa-aa-aah-aah
1 My Mom
2 Must Be The Ganja
3 Insane
4 Deja Vu
5 Paul - Skit
6 Bagpipes From Baghdad
7 Hello
8 Medicine Ball
9 We Made You
10 Underground
11 Dr. West - Skit
12 Tonya - Skit
13 Beautiful
14 Steve Berman - Skit
15 Same Song & Dance
16 Mr. Mathers - Skit
17 Stay Wide Awake
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