Underground
A lot of people ask me,
\r\nWhere the f*ck I've been at the last few years,
\r\nSh*t I don't know,
\r\nBut I do know, I'm back now (haha)
\r\n
\r\nChorus:
\r\nHere comes the rain and thunder now
\r\nNo where to run, to run to now
\r\nI'll disappear, they'll wonder how
\r\nLookin for me, I'm underground
\r\n
\r\nHere comes the rain & thunder now
\r\nNo where to run to run to now
\r\nI'll disappear, they'll wonder how
\r\nLookin for me, I'm underground
\r\n
\r\nVerse 1:
\r\nDre I'm down here under the ground pick me up
\r\nBroken tibias, fibias, yeah fix me up
\r\nSixty sluts, all of them dying from asphyxia
\r\nAfter they sip piss through a Christopher Reeves sippy cup
\r\nDixie cups, toxins, boxes of Oxy pads
\r\nEnough oxycontin to send a f*ckin ox to rehab
\r\nWhack job in the back in a black stockin cap
\r\nJackin off to a hockey mask at a boxing match
\r\n(Can’t say that) yes he can, I just did faggot now guess again
\r\nBetter text message your next to kin
\r\nTell him shit’s about to get extra messy especially when I flex again
\r\nAnd throw a f*ckin lesbian in wet cement
\r\nFaggoty, faggoty, faggoty raggedy Ann and Andy no raggedy Andy and Andy
\r\nNo it can’t be it can’t be, yes it can be the fuckin anti-christ is back Danny
\r\nIt’s Satan in black satin panties
\r\nThis is Amittyville calamity God d*mmit, insanity pills
\r\nFanny pack filled with Zanny’s
\r\nThrough every nook and cranny lookin for trannies
\r\nMilk and cookies spilled through her silk negligee looky
\r\nRazor-ba-lades with me to make you ba-leed
\r\nCases of Maybeline make up lay on the table of weed
\r\nSlim Shady, sh*t sounds like a fable to me
\r\nTil he jumps out the f*ckin toilet while your takin a pee
\r\n
\r\nChorus:
\r\nHere comes the rain and thunder now
\r\nNo where to run, to run to now
\r\nI'll disappear, they'll wonder how
\r\nLookin for me, I'm underground
\r\n
\r\nHere comes the rain and thunder now
\r\nNo where to run to run to now
\r\nI'll disappear, they'll wonder how
\r\nLookin for me, I'm underground
\r\n
\r\nVerse 2:
\r\nSix semen samples seventeen strands of hair
\r\nFound in the back of a van after a shoot with Vanity Fair
\r\nHannah Montana prepare to elope with a can opener
\r\nAnd be cut open like cantaloupe and canopy beds
\r\nAnd Glad bags, yeah, glad to be back
\r\nCause last year was a tragedy that landed me smack dab in rehab
\r\nF*ckin doctor I ain’t even understand a damn word he said
\r\nI planned to relapse second I walked outta that bitch
\r\nTwo weeks sobriety I ain’t enlightened
\r\nBiting into a f*ckin Vicodin like I’m a Viking
\r\nOh lightning is striking it might be a f*cking sign I need a psychic
\r\nEvaluation f*ck Jason it’s Friday the nineteenth
\r\nThat means it’s just a regular day
\r\nAnd this is the kind of sh*t I think of regularly
\r\nF*ckin lesbian shouldn’t of had her legs in the way
\r\nNow she’s pregnant and gay missing both legs and beggin to stay
\r\n
\r\nVerse 3:
\r\nSo for critics, I’m back and I’m coming
\r\nTo spit it back in abundance
\r\nHit a fag with onions
\r\nThen split a bag of Funyons
\r\nMad at me? Understandable
\r\nCannibal, shoot an animal
\r\nOut of a cannon and have em catapult
\r\nAt an adult
\r\nCaptain of a cult with an elite following
\r\nTo turn Halloween back to a trick or treat Holiday
\r\nHave Michael Myers looking like a liar
\r\nSwipe his powers
\r\nReplace his knife for flowers and a stack of flyers
\r\nHit Jason Forhes with a 40
\r\nStuck a suppository up his ass
\r\nAnd made him tell me a story
\r\nGave Hannibal Lector a fucking nectarine
\r\nAnd sat him in the fucking fruit and vegetable section
\r\nAnd gave him a lecture
\r\nWalked up Elm street with a fucking whiffle bat drew
\r\nFought Freddy Kreugar and Edward Scissorhands too
\r\nAnd came out with a little scratch – Ew
\r\nLookin like a got in a fucking pillow fight
\r\nWith a triple fat goose
\r\nInsanity? Can it be vanity?
\r\nWhere’s the humanity in having a twisted fantasy
\r\nWith an arm and leg amputee
\r\nStraight jacket with a hundred and eight brackets
\r\nAnd a strap that wraps twice around my back
\r\nThen they latch it
\r\nCut your fucking head off
\r\nAnd ask where you’re headed off to
\r\nGet it?
\r\nHeaded off too?
\r\nMedic! This headache’s awful
\r\nThis anesthetic’s pathetic
\r\nSo is this diabetic waffle
\r\nAnd this prosthetic arm keeps crushing my hard taco
\r\n
\r\nChorus:
\r\nHere comes the rain and thunder now
\r\nNo where to run, to run to now
\r\nI'll disappear, they'll wonder how
\r\nLookin for me, I'm underground
\r\n
\r\nHere comes the rain and thunder now
\r\nNo where to run to run to now
\r\nI'll disappear, they'll wonder how
\r\nLookin for me, I'm underground
\r\n
\r\n
\r\n
\r\n(Talking)
\r\nSo, it was'nt a choice, it was I had to do this.
\r\n&now I'm 90 days clean&uh, that's all I have to share, Thanks.
\r\nThanks for sharing Brian, is there any1 else who would like to share this evening?
\r\nYeah I got something I want to share:
\r\nWhen U walked through the door U were queer to me
\r\nSo come here baby boy, just come here to me
\r\nU're a cock boy, everybody wants U
\r\nU're gayer than U would ever claim to
\r\nI won't have to rape U
\r\nSo homie (lay (downx3)3
\r\n(lay down)x2.
\r\nWhere's everybody going?
\r\nThis always went over real big in gay a
\r\nOk wait, I got another 1
\r\nI just love condoms&lots of come
\r\nNo?
\r\nOh shit.
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