"Poo'd Yourself" by Enema - *LOSE YOURSELF by EMINEM PARODY*
Channel: IntoTheWooders
Date: 2017-06-01

This is a song about pooing yourself because you ate too much bread, and the pain that it causes...

Lose Yourself Instrumental by OZSOUND Paul Miller:
https://www.youtube.com/channel/UCGJPRihgyqYtjMQciQv6IHg

Lyrics:

Look,
If you had,
One shit,
A poo for eternity,
To squeeze everything you’ve ever eaten,
Out in one moment,
Would you capture it,
Or just let it slip?

 Yo,
His arse is hairy, knees weak, crack is ready,
There’s leakage from his anus already, moms spaghetti,
He’s nervous, but on the surface it looks warm and sweaty – he drops logs, but he keeps on forgetting

 What he ate now, his whole gut screams so loud;
he opens his ass but the bread won’t come out.
He’s shit-ting now; everybody’s puking now. The gloops come out, time’s up over – PLOP!

 Splashback is a reality, oh thank god that theres gravity,
that could have been real messy, he’s stoked,
but his ass, it won’t give up that easy. No, it won’t have it, he knows his hole thinks it’s the Pope, On the crapper, no hope,

 he knows that, his ass’ broke,
It’s so ripped there’s two holes the size of a mobile home, that’s when it’s
Time to let loose again oh, this hole’s agony,
He better clench hard for this moment and hope it don’t kill him.

You’ve gone and shit yourself in your best suit, wrong moment,
You know it, you should have never let one go,
You thought you could hold it, your ass was ready to blow,
This brutality is the gluten lifestyle yo,

You’ve gone and shit yourself in your best suit, wrong moment,
You know it, you should have never let one go,
You thought you could hold it, your ass was ready to blow,
This brutality is the gluten lifestyle yo, 

 His soul’s escaping, through his hole that is gaping,
He’s slumped over and he’s shaking,
But his ring, it’s the size of er,
Old camcorda,
A gluten poo ain’t borin’, but a baguette sends him into a sweat,

It only gets harder, only gets hotter,
The shame isn’t over, the pics are all of him,
On the Internet Shows he’s know as a pro-squatter,

 The downloads, God only knows,
He’s more famous than Rome, he’s a Martyr,
Yet he goes home and he’s only known as a farter,
But hold your nose ‘cause he smells worse than bog water,
You can’t stand near him no mo, you’d just vomit,

 He moved on to the next loaf for ammo, some sour dough for grenada’s,
So the shit stream starts and it flows, I expect its like lava, and the heat goes on,
Da da dum da dum da da,

 You’ve gone and shit yourself in your best suit, wrong moment,
You know it, you should have never let one go,
You thought you could hold it, your ass was ready to blow,
This brutality is the gluten lifestyle yo,

You’ve gone and shit yourself in your best suit, wrong moment,
You know it, you should have never let one go,
You thought you could hold it, your ass was ready to blow,
This brutality is the gluten lifestyle yo,

No more flames, please the pains up to my rib cage,
Blow my motherfucking head off I’ll go on a rampage,
It was funny in the beginning, the mood all changed,
I think I should fit my bowels with a pressure gauge,

 But I keep crying and eating too much fibre,
I believe that my ass sounds like a bagpiper,

 All the pain inside’s amplified by the fact that I can’t eat bread if I wanna survive, and I can’t have pride with my wife - and my family ‘cause man, they’re wide eyed when they see me in diapers,
and my booty, it needs its own wipers,

  I hate my life ‘cause my pants are so hard,
And they’re getting even harder they’re going crusty at speed, plus
There’s a major mix-up,
Between being no bother and a mini-donner –
Kebab starts it leaking out and its too much,

 For me to try and keep in one spot,
Ass-traffic jam whatnot,
Has gotten to the point, that it’s starting to rot,
Don’t wanna get caught before I find a place to squat,
There are no motherfuckin’ toilets,
Or a flowerpot,

 Mom, I love you, but my asshole can’t contain the flow, I can’t grow old – this is my lot,
My heartbeat’s dropping to nought,
My only thought – I finally got my dream of being an ass-tronaut

You’ve gone and shit yourself in your best suit, wrong moment,
You know it, you should have never let one go,
You thought you could hold it, your ass was ready to blow,
This brutality is the gluten lifestyle yo,

 You’ve gone and shit yourself in your best suit, wrong moment,
You know it, you should have never let one go,
You thought you could hold it, your ass was ready to blow,
This brutality is the gluten lifestyle yo,

You can’t do anything if your behind’s shit, man