Bagpipes From Baghdad Lyrics - Eminem

Artist: Eminem

Album: Relapse (2009)

INTRO:

Aahhhh Oh, it's music to my ears, oh man

How can I describe the way I feel...fcking great man

Ok, let me see how can I begin

VERSE 1:

Locked in Mariah's wine celler 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

Goin through your mind after such

A nasty break-up with that Latin hunk

Louis Miguel, Nick Cannon better back the funk up

I'm not playin I want to back you punk

This is Hello Kitty bedspread satin funk

Mixed with Egyptian with the little rappin punk

Zappin Eric Clapton (shap brings apercrunk-and yea-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 c*nt

Nick you had your fun

I've come to get ya when your sack got jumped

Man I can use a fresh batch of blood

So prepare your vernacular for Dracular acupuncture

CHORUS:

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 I rhyme we're blowin up like

Bagpipes from baghdad

Someone turn the vacancy sign on

Cause i'm gone, blowing up like

Bagpipes from baghdad

I run the streets and mack

Like a madman holdin a glack

VERSE 2:

You can be a permanent fixture in my lyrical mixture

I'm the miracle whip, a trickster

My (sicknitch)? a 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 armour

(suticals)? just beautiful build us to my (palm-a)?

Cuticles get residue cause i'm touchin the bottle

Never knew I could remind me so much of my momma

I'll cut ya like Dahmer, pull the butcher kife on ya

The size of a sword boy i'm like the fuckin ruts on ya

Get it stuck in your cornea, nice knowin ya Norman

Your so funkin annoyin, drop the shovel boy

You don't know what the f*ck your doin

I ain't playin no fckin more

Nick Cannon you prick I wish you luck with the fckin wh*re

Every minute there's a sucker born, snuck up on

Maliki made the motherfcker suck on a struck of corn

Shucker, shuck a corn, shuck a corn

Hit Jason in the face with a hockey puck and tell em it's fukin on

Man what the fuc are ya doin

You're runnin over the snowblower with the lawnmower

Blowin your bagpipes from baghdad

CHORUS

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 I rhyme we're blowin up like

Bagpipes from baghdad

Someone turn the vacancy sign on

Cause i'm gone, blowing up like

Bagpipes from baghdad

I run the streets and mack

Like a madman holdin a glack

VERSE 3:

In the bed with two braindead lesbian vegetables

I bet you they become heterosexual

Nothing will stop me from molestin you

Titty-f'ing you til your breast nipple flesh tickles my testicles

Is what they said to the two conjoined twins

How's it going girlfriends, you need 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 sorbiety coin chip

When the bad get goin, how bad does the going get

Baby you shouldn't have any trouble rubbin 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

An 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 polariod

CHORUS

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 I rhyme we're blowin up like

Bagpipes from baghdad

Someone turn the vacancy sign on

Cause i'm gone, blowing up like

Bagpipes from baghdad

I run the streets and mack

Like a madman holdin a glack

OUTRO:

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