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INTRO:AahhhhOh, it's music to my ears, oh manHow can I describe the way I feel...fucking great manOk, let me see how can I beginVERSE 1:Locked in Mariah's wine celler all I had for lunchWas bread wine, more bread wine and captain crunchRed wine for breakfast and for brunchAnd to soak it up an in-between snack crackers to munchMariah what ever happened to usWhy did we have to break upAll I asked for was a glass of punchYou see I never really asked for much I can't imagine what'sGoin through your mind after suchA nasty break-up with that Latin hunkLouis Miguel, Nick Cannon better back the fuck upI'm not playin I want to back you punkThis is Hello Kitty bedspread satin funkMixed with Egyptian with the little rappin punkZappin Eric Clapton (shap brings apercrunk-and yea-baby)?I want another crack at yaYou can beat me with any spatula that you wantI mean I really want ya bad ya cuntNick you had your funI've come to get ya when your sack got jumpedMan I can use a fresh batch of bloodSo prepare your vernacular for Dracular acupunctureCHORUS:Bagpipes from baghdadWhen will it ever ceaseFor Pete's sakes he's crazy to say the leastBagpipes from baghdadWhat's goin through my mindHalf the time when I rhyme we're blowin up likeBagpipes from baghdadSomeone turn the vacancy sign onCause i'm gone, blowing up likeBagpipes from baghdadI run the streets and mackLike a madman holdin a glackVERSE 2:You can be a permanent fixture in my lyrical mixtureI'm the miracle whip, a tricksterMy (sicknitch)? a sound when a tube of lipstick's aroundI'm bound to put it on in an instant wow manWhat an ensemble, what an assortment of armour(suticals)? just beautiful build us to my (palm-a)?Cuticles get residue cause i'm touchin the bottleNever knew I could remind me so much of my mommaI'll cut ya like Dahmer, pull the butcher kife on yaThe size of a sword boy i'm like the fuckin ruts on yaGet it stuck in your cornea, nice knowin ya NormanYour so fuckin annoyin, drop the shovel boyYou don't know what the fuck your doinI ain't playin no fuckin moreEminem Bagpipes From Baghdad lyrics found on Nick Cannon you prick I wish you luck with the fuckin warEvery minute there's a sucker born, snuck up onMaliki made the motherfucker suck on a struck of cornShucker, shuck a corn, shuck a cornHit Jason in the face with a hockey puck and tell em it's fuckin onMan what the fuck are ya doinYou're runnin over the snowblower with the lawnmowerBlowin your bagpipes from baghdadCHORUSBagpipes from baghdadWhen will it ever ceaseFor Pete's sakes he's crazy to say the leastBagpipes from baghdadWhat's goin through my mindHalf the time when I rhyme we're blowin up likeBagpipes from baghdadSomeone turn the vacancy sign onCause i'm gone, blowing up likeBagpipes from baghdadI run the streets and mackLike a madman holdin a glackVERSE 3:In the bed with two braindead lesbian vegetablesI bet you they become heterosexualNothing will stop me from molestin youTitty-fuckin you til your breast nipple flesh tickles my testiclesIs what they said to the two conjoined twinsHow's it going girlfriends, you need a boyfriendYou need some ointment, just set up an appointmentWho's gonna see the doctor first, we'll do a coin flipI just got my one-year sorbiety coin chipWhen the bad get goin, how bad does the going getBaby you shouldn't have any trouble rubbin groins witEach other especially when you're joined at the hipI'm going to get the needle and thread from the sewing kitAn attempt to separate 'em and stitch 'em back at the loin shitLure the little boy with the chocolate chips ahoy! chipCookie lookie even took me a polariodCHORUSBagpipes from baghdadWhen will it ever ceaseFor Pete's sakes he's crazy to say the leastBagpipes from baghdadWhat's goin through my mindHalf the time when I rhyme we're blowin up likeBagpipes from baghdadSomeone turn the vacancy sign onCause i'm gone, blowing up likeBagpipes from baghdadI run the streets and mackLike a madman holdin a glackHghum-day-li-laaa-aaa-aaa-aaa-aa-aah-aah x4
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