Eminem
Underground lyrics
Songwriters: Batson, Mark; Lawrence, T.; Mathers, Marshall; Parker, Dawaun; Young, Andre Romell
A lot of people ask me
Where the fuck I've been at the last few years
Shit I don't know
But I do know - I'm back now (haha)
Here comes the rain and thunder now
Nowhere to run, to run to now
I'll disappear, you'll wonder how
Looking for me, I'm underground (x2)
Dre, I'm down here under the ground
dig me up, broken tibias fibias yeah fix me up
60 sluts, all of them dying from Asphyxia
After they sip piss through Christopher Reeves sippy cup
Dixie cups, toxins, boxes of oxipads
Enough oxi-cotton to send a fucking ox to rehab
Whack job in a bag and a black stalking cap
Jacking off to a hockey mask at a boxing match (he can't say that)
Yes he can, I just did faggot, now guess again
Better text message your next of kin,
tell em shits about to get extra messy especially when I flex again
Throw a fucking lesbian into wetzy men
Faggidy, faggidy, fagidy, ragidy ann and andy, NO!
Ragidy, andy and andy NO! it cant be, it cant be
Yes it can be, the fucking anti-christ is back danny and satan in black satin panties
This is amity ville, calamity god damn it insanity pills fanny pack filled with zanies
Through every nook and cranny looking for trannies
Milk and cookies spilled on my silk Negligee lookie
Razor-ba-lades with me to make you b-leed,
cases of maybelline make-up laying on the table with weed
Slim shady, shit sounds like a fable to me
Until he jumps out of the fucking toilet when you're taking a pee.
Here comes the rain and thunder now
Nowhere to run, to run to now
I'll disappear, you'll wonder how
Looking for me, I'm underground (x2)
Six semen samples, 17 strands of hair
Found at the back of a van after the shoot with Vanity Fare
Hannah Montana prepare to elope with a can opener
And be cut open like a cantaloupe and canopy beds
Glad bags, yeah glad to be back, because last year was a tragedy
That landed me smack dabin rehab
Fucking doctor, I didn't understand a damn what he said
I planned to relapse the second I walked out of that bitch
Two weeks in brightened, I ain't enlightened
Biting into a fucking vicadin like I'm a viking
Oh! Lighten the striken, might be a fuckin' sign a need a psychic
Evaluation, fuck Jason its Friday the 19th
That means is just a regular day
and this is the kind of shit I think of a regular-lay
Fucking lesbians should have had her legs in the way
Now she's pregnant and gay, missing both legs and begging to stay.
Here comes the rain and thunder now
Nowhere to run, to run to now
I'll disappear, you'll wonder how
Looking for me, I'm underground (x2)
Tell the critics I'm back and I'm coming
Spit it back in abundance
Hit a fag with onions and split a bag of fonions
Mad at me understandable, cannibal shooting animal,
Light up a cannon and have him catapult adding a dog!
Captain of a cult, with an elite following to turn Halloween back
Into a trick or treat holiday
Have Micheal Myers looking like a liar, swipe his powers
Replace his knife with flowers and a stack of fliers
Hit Jason Forbes with 40's
Stuck a expository up his ass and made him tell me a story
Gave Hannibal Lector a fucking nectarine
sat him in a fucking fruit and vegetable section and gave him a lecture
Walked up elm street with a fucking wifflebat drew
fought Freddy Krueger and Edward Scissor Hands too
Came out with a little scratch, ooh
Looking like a got in a fucking pillow fight with a triple fat goose
Insanity, can it be panity, where is the humanity
And having a twisted fantasy with an arm and leg amputee
Straight jacket with a hundred eight brackets
With a strap that wraps twice around my back, then they latch it
Cut your fucking head off and ask you where your headed off to,
Get it, headed off to? (haha)
Medic this headache's awful
this anesthetic's pathetic
so's this diabetic waffle
And this prosthetic arm keeps crushing my hard taco
Here comes the rain and thunder now
Nowhere to run, to run to now
I'll disappear, you'll wonder how
Looking for me, I'm underground (x2)
(Talking)
So, it wasn't a choice, it was I had to do this.
And now I got 90 days clean and uh, that's all I have to share, Thanks.
Thanks for sharing Brian, is there anyone else
Who would like to share this evening?
Yeah I got something to share-
When you walked through the door you were queer to me
So come here baby boy, just come here to me
You're a cock boy, everybody wants you
You're gayer than you would ever claim to
I won't have to rape you
So homie lay down down down
lay down down down
lay down down down
lay down lay down
Where's everybody going?
This always went over real big in gay a
Ok wait, I got another one
I just love condoms and lots of cum
No?
Oh shit.
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