Eminem #2: 'Underground'

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Op zaterdag 9 mei 2009 10:55 schreef Houniet het volgende:
OP Update.

Had beter gekunt.

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Op zondag 10 mei 2009 02:40 schreef sitting_elfling het volgende:

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Klopt een aantal links werken al niet meer

Plus de video van 3 A.M. is niet de echte video en Beautifull is niet meer naar verluid een Proof dedicated nummer.

Dit is een geweldig nummer trouwens. Op Underground na het beste.

[Verse 1]

I was born with a dick in my brain
Yea fucked in the head
My step-father said that I sucked in the bed
'Til one night he snuck in and said
We're going out back, I want my dick sucked in the shed
"Can't we just play with Teddy Ruxpin instead?"
After I fuck you in the butt, get some head
Bust a nut, get some rest
The next day my mother said, "I don't know what the fuck's up with this kid"
The bastard won't even eat nothing he scared
He just hung himself in the bedroom he's dead
Jeffrey don't let that fucker get you upset
Go in there stick a fucking cigarette to his neck
I bet you he's faking it
I bet you, I'll bet he prolly wants to see how upset you would get
I'll go handle this of course unless you object
Ah, go fuck his brains out if any is left in his head

[Chorus]

If you could count the skeletons in my closet
Under my bed and up under my faucet
Then you would know I've completely lost it
Is he nuts? No, he's insane

If you could count the skeletons in my closet
Under my bed and up under my faucet
Then you would know I've completely lost it
Is he nuts? No, he's insane

[Verse 2]

You get it? No I just tried to bite my face off
I just got fucking chased off with a chainsaw
Then he took the chainsaw bit the fucking blades off
Ate the blades, stuck a baseball in a slingshot
Then he aimed at his own face let the thing pop
Took his eye out picked it up and played ping pong
Then he played ping pong with his own ding dong
That motherfucker's got nuts like king kong
Then he set the lawn mower out on the dang lawn
And he layed all up underneath it with the thing on
Then he took his pants he took every fucking thing off
Everything except his tank top and his training bra
Ain't he raw? Yea, maniac that Shady dog
Man that motherfuckers gangsta, ain't he dog?
Shady dog, what be going through that fucking brain of yours?
Say no more, what the fuck you waiting for? Sing along.

[Chorus]

[Verse 3]
Don't you know what felch means? (Yea)
Well then tell me, would you rather get felched or do the felching?
Fuck 'em in the ass suck the cum out while you're belching
Burp belch and go back for a second helping
Can you dig what I'm saying man? can you smell me?
I want you to feel me like my step-father felt me
Fuck a little puppet kick the puppy while he's yelping
Shady what the fuck you saying? I don't know help me!
What the fuck's happening? I think I'm fucking melting!
Marshall I just love you boy I care about your well-being
No dad I said no, I don't need no help peeing
I'm a big boy I can do it by myself see
I only get naked when the babysitter tells me
She showed me a movie like Nightmare on Elm Street
But it was X and they called it Pubic Hair on Chelsey
Well this is called Ass-Rape and we should do the Jail scene

[Chorus]

[ Bericht 79% gewijzigd door GGMM op 10-05-2009 03:19:20 ( ) ]

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 sluts, 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 faggot now guess again
Better text message your next to kin
Tell him shit’s about to get extra messy especially when I flex again
And throw a f*ckin lesbian in wet cement
Faggoty, faggoty, faggoty raggedy Ann and Andy no raggedy Andy and Andy
No it can’t be it can’t be, yes it can be the fuckin anti-christ is back Danny
It’s Satan in black satin panties
This is Amittyville calamity God d*mmit, insanity pills
Fanny pack filled with Zanny’s
Through every nook and cranny lookin for trannies
Milk and cookies spilled through her silk negligee looky
Razor-ba-lades with me to make you ba-leed
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 pee

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 lesbian 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 ass
And made him tell me a story
Gave Hannibal Lector a fucking nectarine
And sat him in the fucking fruit and vegetable section
And gave him a lecture
Walked up Elm street with a fucking whiffle bat drew
Fought Freddy Kreugar and Edward Scissorhands too
And came out with a little scratch – Ew
Lookin like a got in a fucking 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 fucking 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