INTRO:. Aahhhh. Oh it's music to my ears oh man. How can I describe the way I feel...fucking great man. Ok let me see how can I begin. VERSE 1:. Locked in Mariah's wine celler all I had for lunch. Was bread wine more bread wine and captain crunch. Red wine for breakfast and for brunch. And to soak it up an in-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 what's. Goin through your mind after such. A nasty break-up with that Latin hunk. Louis Miguel Nick Cannon better back the fuck up. I'm not playin I want to back you punk. This is Hello Kitty bedspread satin funk. Mixed with Egyptian with the little rappin punk. Zappin Eric Clapton (shap brings apercrunk-and yea-baby)?. I want another crack at ya. You can beat me with any spatula that you want. I mean I really want ya bad ya cunt. Nick you had your fun. I've come to get ya when your sack got jumped. Man I can use a fresh batch of blood. So prepare your vernacular for Dracular acupuncture. CHORUS:. Bagpipes from baghdad. When will it ever cease. For Pete's sakes he's crazy to say the least. Bagpipes from baghdad. What's goin through my mind. Half the time when I rhyme we're blowin up like. Bagpipes from baghdad. Someone turn the vacancy sign on. Cause i'm gone blowing up like. Bagpipes from baghdad. I run the streets and mack. Like a madman holdin a glack. VERSE 2:. You can be a permanent fixture in my lyrical mixture. I'm the miracle whip a trickster. My (sicknitch)? a sound when a tube of lipstick's around. I'm bound to put it on in an instant wow man. What an ensemble what an assortment of armour. (suticals)? just beautiful build us to my (palm-a)?. Cuticles get residue cause i'm touchin the bottle. Never knew I could remind me so much of my momma. I'll cut ya like Dahmer pull the butcher kife on ya. The size of a sword boy i'm like the fuckin ruts on ya. Get it stuck in your cornea nice knowin ya Norman. Your so fuckin annoyin drop the shovel boy. You don't know what the fuck your doin. I ain't playin no fuckin more. Eminem Bagpipes From Baghdad lyrics found on. Nick Cannon you prick I wish you luck with the fuckin war. Every minute there's a sucker born snuck up on. Maliki made the motherfucker suck on a struck of corn. Shucker shuck a corn shuck a corn. Hit Jason in the face with a hockey puck and tell em it's fuckin on. Man what the fuck are ya doin. You're runnin over the snowblower with the lawnmower. Blowin your bagpipes from baghdad. CHORUS. Bagpipes from baghdad. When will it ever cease. For Pete's sakes he's crazy to say the least. Bagpipes from baghdad. What's goin through my mind. Half the time when I rhyme we're blowin up like. Bagpipes from baghdad. Someone turn the vacancy sign on. Cause i'm gone blowing up like. Bagpipes from baghdad. I run the streets and mack. Like a madman holdin a glack. VERSE 3:. In the bed with two braindead lesbian vegetables. I bet you they become heterosexual. Nothing will stop me from molestin you. Titty-fuckin you til your breast nipple flesh tickles my testicles. Is what they said to the two conjoined twins. How's it going girlfriends you need a boyfriend. You need some ointment just set up an appointment. Who's gonna see the doctor first we'll do a coin flip. I just got my one-year sorbiety coin chip. When the bad get goin how bad does the going get. Baby you shouldn't have any trouble rubbin groins wit. Each other especially when you're joined at the hip. I'm going to get the needle and thread from the sewing kit. An attempt to separate 'em and stitch 'em back at the loin shit. Lure the little boy with the chocolate chips ahoy! chip. Cookie lookie even took me a polariod. CHORUS. Bagpipes from baghdad. When will it ever cease. For Pete's sakes he's crazy to say the least. Bagpipes from baghdad. What's goin through my mind. Half the time when I rhyme we're blowin up like. Bagpipes from baghdad. Someone turn the vacancy sign on. Cause i'm gone blowing up like. Bagpipes from baghdad. I run the streets and mack. Like a madman holdin a glack. . Hghum-day-li-laaa-aaa-aaa-aaa-aa-aah-aah x4. . por: teeago@hotmail.com