Underground - Ken Kaniff Lyrics - Eminem

Artist: Eminem

Album: Relapse (2009)

A lot of people ask me,

Where the heck I've been at the last

Few years,

Sh*t I don't know,

But I do know I'm back now (haha)

Chorus:

Here comes the rain and thunder now

No where to run, to run to now

I'll disappear, they'll wonder how

Lookin for me, I'm underground

Here comes the rain and thunder now

No where to run to run to now

I'll disappear, they'll wonder how

Lookin for me, I'm underground

Verse 1:

Dre I'm down here under the ground pick me up

Broken tibias, fibias, yeah fix me up

Sixty sl*ts, all of them dying from asphyxia

After they sip piss through a Christopher Reeves sippy cup

Dixie cups, toxins, boxes of Oxy pads

Enough oxycontin to send a f*ckin ox to rehab

Whack job in the back in a black stockin cap

Jackin off to a hockey mask at a boxing match

(Can’t say that) yes he can, I just did fagg0t now guess again

Better text message your next to kin

Tell him sh*t’s about to get extra messy especially when I flex again

And throw a f*ckin lesb*an in wet cement

Fagg*ty, fagg*ty, fagg*ty raggedy Ann and Andy no raggedy Andy and Andy

No it can’t be it can’t be, yes it can be the fckin anti-christ is back Danny

It’s Satan in black satin panties

This is Amittyville calamity God dammit, insanity pills

Fanny pack filled with Xannax

Through every nook and cranny lookin for trannies

Milk and cookies spilled through her silk negligee looky

Razor blade whip it to make you bleed

Cases of Maybeline make up lay on the table of weed

Slim Shady, sh*t sounds like a fable to me

Til he jumps out the f*ckin toilet while your takin a p(ee)

Chorus:

Here comes the rain and thunder now

No where to run, to run to now

I'll disappear, they'll wonder how

Lookin for me, I'm underground

Here comes the rain and thunder now

No where to run to run to now

I'll disappear, they'll wonder how

Lookin for me, I'm underground

Verse 2:

Six semen samples seventeen strands of hair

Found in the back of a van after a shoot with Vanity Fair

Hannah Montana prepare to elope with a can opener

And be cut open like cantaloupe and canopy beds

And Glad bags, yeah, glad to be back

Cause last year was a tragedy that landed me smack dab in rehab

F*ckin doctor I ain’t even understand a damn word he said

I planned to relapse second I walked outta that bitch

Two weeks sobriety I ain’t enlightened

Biting into a f*ckin Vicodin like I’m a Viking

Oh lightning is striking it might be a f*cking sign I need a psychic

Evaluation f*ck Jason it’s Friday the nineteenth

That means it’s just a regular day

And this is the kind of sh*t I think of regularly

F*ckin l3sbian shouldn’t of had her legs in the way

Now she’s pregnant and gay missing both legs and beggin to stay

Verse 3:

So for critics, I’m back and I’m coming

To spit it back in abundance

Hit a fag with onions

Then split a bag of Funyons

Mad at me? Understandable

Cannibal, shoot an animal

Out of a cannon and have em catapult

At an adult

Captain of a cult with an elite following

To turn Halloween back to a trick or treat Holiday

Have Michael Myers looking like a liar

Swipe his powers

Replace his knife for flowers and a stack of flyers

Hit Jason Forhes with a 40

Stuck a suppository up his @ss

And made him tell me a story

Gave Hannibal Lector a f*cking nectarine

And sat him in the fcking fruit and vegetable section

And gave him a lecture

Walked up Elm street with a f*cking whiffle bat drew

Fought Freddy Kreugar and Edward Scissorhands too

And came out with a little scratch – Ew

Lookin like a got in a fcking pillow fight

With a triple fat goose

Insanity? Can it be vanity?

Where’s the humanity in having a twisted fantasy

With an arm and leg amputee

Straight jacket with a hundred and eight brackets

And a strap that wraps twice around my back

Then they latch it

Cut your fcking head off

And ask where you’re headed off to

Get it?

Headed off too?

Medic! This headache’s awful

This anesthetic’s pathetic

So is this diabetic waffle

And this prosthetic arm keeps crushing my hard taco

Chorus:

Here comes the rain and thunder now

No where to run, to run to now

I'll disappear, they'll wonder how

Lookin for me, I'm underground

Here comes the rain and thunder now

No where to run to run to now

I'll disappear, they'll wonder how

Lookin for me, I'm underground