Underground lyrics Songwriters: Batson, Mark; Lawrence, T.; Mathers, Marshall; Parker, Dawaun; Young, Andre Romell;
A lotta people ask me Where the fuck I ve been at the last few years Shit, I don t know But I do know I m back now, haha
Here comes the rain and thunder now Nowhere to run, to run to now I ll disappear, you ll wonder how Lookin for me, I m underground
Here comes the rain and thunder now Nowhere to run, to run to now I ll disappear, you ll wonder how Lookin for me, I m underground
Dre, I m down here under the ground Dig me up, broken tibias, fibias, yeah, fix me up 60 sluts, all of them dyin from asphyxia After they sip piss through Christopher Reeves sippy cup
Dixie cups, toxins, boxes of oxy pads Enough oxy cotton to send a fuckin ox to rehab Whack job in a bag and a black stalkin cap Jackin off to a hockey mask at a boxin match
He can t say that, yes he can I just did, faggot, now guess again You better text message to your next of kin Tell em shit s about to get extra messy especially when I flex again Throw a fuckin lesbian in wetzy men
So faggidy, faggidy, faggidy, raggidy Ann and Andy No, raggidy, Andy and Andy, no, it can t be, it can t be Yes, it can be, the fuckin Antichrist is back Danny and Satan in black satin panties
This is Amityville, calamity Goddamn it, insanity pills, fanny pack filled with zanies Through every nook and cranny, lookin for trannies Milk and cookies spilled on my silk negligee, lookie
Razor blades with me to make you bleed Cases of Maybelline make up layin on the table with weed Slim Shady, shit sounds like a fable to me Until he jumps out of the fuckin toilet when you re takin a pee
Here comes the rain and thunder now Nowhere to run, to run to now I ll disappear, you ll wonder how Lookin for me, I m underground
Here comes the rain and thunder now Nowhere to run, to run to now I ll disappear, you ll wonder how Lookin for me, I m underground
Six semen samples, 17 strands of hair Found at the back of a van after the 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 Fuckin doctor, I ain t understand a damn word he said I planned to relapse the second I walked out of that bitch
Two weeks in Brighton, I ain t enlightened Bitin into a fuckin Vicadin like I m a Viking Oh, lighten the strikin , might be a fuckin sign I need a psychic Evaluation, fuck Jason, it s Friday the 19th
That means is just a regular day And this is the kind of shit I think of regularly Fuckin lesbian shouldn t have had her legs in the way Now she s pregnant and gay, missin both legs and beggin to stay
Here comes the rain and thunder now Nowhere to run, to run to now I ll disappear, you ll wonder how Lookin for me, I m underground
Here comes the rain and thunder now Nowhere to run, to run to now I ll disappear, you ll wonder how Lookin for me, I m underground
So tell the critics I m back and I m comin to spit it back in abundance Hit a fag with onions and split a bag of Funyuns Mad at me? Understandable, cannibal, shootin animal Light up a cannon and have him catapult addin a dog
Captain of the cult with an elite following To turn Halloween back to a trick or treat holiday Have Micheal Myers lookin like a liar, swipe his powers Replace his knife with flowers and a stack of fliers
Hit Jason Voorhees with a 40 Stuck a suppository up his ass and made him tell me a story Gave Hannibal Lecter a fuckin nectarine And sat him in a fuckin fruit and vegetable section And gave him a lecture
Walked up Elm Street with a fuckin wiffle bat, Drew Fought Freddy Krueger and Edward Scissorhands, too And came out with a little scratch, ooh Lookin like I got in a fuckin pillow fight with a triple fat goose
Insanity, can it be vanity? Where is the humanity? And havin a twisted fantasy with an arm and leg amputee Straight jacket with a hundred eight brackets And a strap that wraps twice around my back, then they latch it
Cut your fuckin head off and ask you where you headed off to Get it, headed off to? Medic, this headache s awful This anesthetic s pathetic, so s this diabetic waffle And this prosthetic arm keeps crushin my hard taco
Here comes the rain and thunder now Nowhere to run, to run to now I ll disappear, you ll wonder how Lookin for me, I m underground
Here comes the rain and thunder now Nowhere to run, to run to now I ll disappear, you ll wonder how Lookin for me, I m underground
So, it wasn t a choice, it was I had to do this And now I got 90 days clean and that s all I have to share, thanks Thanks for sharin , Brian, is there anyone else Who would like to share this evenin ?
Yeah, I got somethin to share When you walked through the door you were queer to me So come here, baby boy, just come here to me You re a cock boy, everybody wants you You re gayer than you would ever claim to
I won t have to rape you So homie, lay down, down, down Lay down, down, down, lay down, down, down Lay down, lay down
Where s everybody goin ? This always went over real big in Gay A Okay wait, I got another one I just love condoms and lots of cum No? Oh shit
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