***** in scottish accent*********
ohh! it’s muic to my ears!
oh man!
how can i describe… the way i feel?!
fuckin great man!…..ok!
let me see…how could i begin?
****** end of scottish accent *****
locked in mariah’s wine cellar all i had for lunch
was red wine more red wine and captain crunch
red wine for breakfast and for bunch
and to soak up in an between snack crackers to munch
mariah what ever happened to us? why did we have to break up?
all i asked for was a glass of punch
you see i never really asked for much
i can’t imagine whats
going through you mind after such
a nasty BREAK-up
with that laughing hump
luis-miguel, nick cannon better back the fuck-up
i’m not playing i want to back ya punk
this is hello kitty bed spread seth and funk
mixed with egyptian with a little rappin pulse
zappin eric clapton (shaq brings half a crunk???) and yeah bebe!!
i want another crack at cha
you can beat me with any spatula that you want
i mean i really want you bad ya cunt
nick you had your fun
i come to kick you in your sack of junk
man i could use a fresh batch of blood
so prepare your vernacular
for dracula acupuncture
********chorus*********
bagpipes from baghdad
when will it ever cease for pete’s sake he crazy to say the least
bagpipes from baghdad
what’s going through my mind half the time when my rhymes are blowing up my…
bagpipes from baghdad
somebody turn the vacancy sign on cuz im gone blowing up my …
bagpipes from baghdad
i run the streets and act like a mad man holding a glad bag…
******** end of chorus **************
you can be a permanent fixture
in my lyrical mixture
im the miracle whip the tricksta
my sig-niture sound
when the tuba lips sticks around
im bound to put it on in an instant wow man
what an ensemble, what an assortment of pharmaceuticals
this beautiful pill left dust on my palm my cuticles
get residue form just touching the bottle
never knew i could remind me so much of my mama
i cut you like (darma??)
pull the butcher knife you ya
the size of saw board im like the fuckin rex on ya
get it stuck in your cornea, nice knowing you norman
your so fuckin annoying drive the shovel boy
you'll know what the fuck you doing
i aint playing no fuckin more, nick cannon you prick
i wish you luck with the fuckin whore
every minute there’s a sucker born
snuck up on (Melaca ??)
made the muthafucker suck on a (suckacorn??)
sucka? suckacorn? suckacorn??
hit jason in the face with a hockey puck
and told him its fucking on
man what the fuck are you doing
you running over snow blower
with the lawn mower blowing your…
********chorus*********
bagpipes from baghdad
when will it ever cease for pete’s sake he crazy to say the least
bagpipes from baghdad
what’s going through my mind half the time when my rhymes are blowing up my…
bagpipes from baghdad
somebody turn the vacancy sign on cuz im gone blowing up my …
bagpipes from baghdad
i run the streets and act like a mad man holding a glad bag…
******** end of chorus **************
in the bed with two brain dead lesbian vegetables
i bet you they'll become heterosexuals
nothing will stop me from molesting you
titty fucking you till your breast nipples flesh tickles my testicles is what they said to the two
conjoined twins
hows it going girlfriends you needs a boyfriend?
you need some ointment, just set up an appointment
who’s-gonna-go-see-the-doctor first? we’ll do a coin flip
i just got my one year sobriety coin chip
when the bad get going how bad does going get?
baby you shouldn’t have any trouble rubbing groins with
each other especially when you joined at the hip
im going to get the needle and thread from the sowing kit
in attempt to separate em and stitch em back together at the loins…shit
your the little boy with the chocolate chips ahoy chip
cookie looky even took me a polaroid….
********chorus*********
bagpipes from baghdad
when will it ever cease for pete’s sake he crazy to say the least
bagpipes from baghdad
what’s going through my mind half the time when my rhymes are blowing up my…
bagpipes from baghdad
somebody turn the vacancy sign on cuz im gone blowing up my …
bagpipes from baghdad
i run the streets and act like a mad man holding a glad bag…
******** end of chorus **************
Vova
