Underground(Album Version (Edited))

歌詞

A lot of 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've disappeared, don't wonder how Looking for me, I'm underground Here comes the rain, and thunder now Nowhere to run, to run to now I've disappeared, don't wonder how Looking for me, I'm underground Dre, I'm down here, under the ground, dig me up Broken tibia's, fibula's, yeah fix me up Sixty sluts, all of 'em dying from asphyxia After they sip piss through a Christopher Reeve's Sippy cup Dixie cups, toxins, boxes of Oxy Pads Enough Oxycontin to send a fuckin' ox to rehab Whack job in the back in a black stocking cap Jackin' off to a hockey mask and a boxing match (He can't say that!) Yes he can, I just did faggot, now guess again Better text message your next o' kin Tell 'em shit's about to get extra messy, especially when I flex again And throw a fucking lesbian in wet cement So faggoty, faggoty, faggoty, Raggedy Ann an' Andy No, Raggedy Andy an' Andy. No, it can't be, it can't be! Yes, it can be! The fucking Antichrist is back, Danny It's Satan in black satin panties This is Amityville — calamity, goddammit, insanity Pills, fanny-pack filled with Xanies Through every nook and cranny, lookin' for trannies Milk and cookies spilt on my silk neglige, looky Razor b-lades with me to make you b-leed Cases of Maybelline make-up lay on a table of weed Slim Shady, shit sounds like a fable to me Till he jumps out the fucking toilet when you're takin' a pee Here comes the rain, and thunder now Nowhere to run, to run to now I've disappeared, don't wonder how Looking for me, I'm underground Here comes the rain, and thunder now Nowhere to run, to run to now I've disappeared, don't wonder how Looking for me, I'm underground Six semen samples, seventeen strands o' hair Found in 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 on canopy beds And glad bags, yeah glad to be back 'Cause last year was a tragedy that landed me smack dab in rehab Fucking 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 fucking Vicodin like I'm a viking Oh, lightnin' is strikin' it might be a fucking sign I need a psychic- Evaluation. Fuck Jason, it's Friday the 19th That means it's just a regular day And this is the kind of shit I think of regularly Fucking lesbian, shouldn't have had her legs in the way Now she's pregnant and gay, missing both legs and begging to stay Here comes the rain, and thunder now Nowhere to run, to run to now I've disappeared, don't wonder how Looking for me, I'm underground Here comes the rain, and thunder now Nowhere to run, to run to now I've disappeared, don't wonder how Looking for me, I'm underground Tell the critics I'm back and I'm coming to spit it back in abundance Hit a fag with onions then split a bag of Funions Mad at me, Understandable, cannibal shoot an animal Out of a cannon and have him catapult at an adult Captain of a cult with an elite following To turn Halloween back to a Trick or Treat holiday Have Micheal Myers looking like a liar Swipe his powers replace his knife with flowers and a stack of flyers Hit Jason Voorhees with a forty Stuck a suppository up his ass and made him tell me a story Gave Hannibal Lecter 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 Wiffle bat drew Fought Freddy Krueger and Edward Scissorhands too And came out with a little scratch, Ooh Looking like I got into a fucking pillow fight with a Triple Fat Goose Insanity, can it be vanity, where's the humanity In havin' a twisted fantasy with an arm-and-leg amputee Straight jacket with a hundred an eight brackets And a strap that wraps twice around my back, then they latch it Cut your fuckin' head off and ask, "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've disappeared, don't wonder how Looking for me? I'm underground Here comes the rain, and thunder now Nowhere to run, to run to now I've disappeared, don't wonder how Looking for me? I'm underground Rehab Meeting Random Guy I had to get sober. It wasn't a choice, it was, I had to do this. And now I got 90 days clean. And uh, that's all I have to share. Thanks. Meeting Coordinator Well thanks for sharing Brian. There anyone else who'd like to share this evening. Ken Kaniff Yeah, I got something to share... *Singing* When you walk, through the door, you were queer to me (Is he tap dancing?) So come here baby boy, just come here to me (Uhh why's he taking his clothes off?) You're a cock boy, everybody wants you (That's gross) You're gayer, than you would ever claim to I won't have to rape you So homie... Lay down, down down (I'm gettin' out of here) Lay down, down down Lay down, down down (Have a good night) Lay down, lay down *Talking* Uhh, where's everybody going? This always went over real big in Gay.A. Ok wait, I got another one... *Singing* I just love condoms and lots of cum *Talking* No? Oh, shit. *Door Close*