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Ohh, it's to my ears
Oh man, how can I the way I feel?
great, man
Okay, let me see, how I begin?

in Mariah's wine cellar, all I had for lunch
Was bread, wine, more bread, wine and Cap'n
Red wine for breakfast and for
And to soak it up and in between snack to munch

Mariah, happened to us?
Why did we have to break up? All I asked for was a of punch
You see I never really asked for
I can't imagine what's goin' you mind
After such a break up

that Latin hunk Luis Miguel
Nick better back the fuck up
I'm not playin', I her back you punk
This is Hello bedspread satin funk

with Egyptian, with a little rap and punk
Zap and Eric Clapton shaft Abba crunk
And yeah baby, I another crack at ya
You can beat me any spatula that you want

I I really want ya bad, you cunt
Nick, you had fun, I've come to kick you in your sack of junk
Man, I could use a fresh of blood
So prepare your vernacular for acupuncture

Bagpipes Baghdad
When will it ever for Pete's sakes, he's crazy to say the least
from Baghdad
What's goin' my mind half the time
When my are blowin' up my

Bagpipes from
Somebody turn the 'Vacancy' sign on 'cause I'm gone up my
Bagpipes Baghdad
I run the streets and act a mad man holdin' a glad

You can be a permanent in my lyrical mixture
I'm the whip, a trickster
My signature sound when the tube of surround
I'm to put it on in an instant, wow, man

What an ensemble, what an assortment of
This beautiful pill in my palm
Cuticles get residue just from the bottle
Never knew I could me so much of my mama

I cut you like Dahmer, pull a knife on ya
The size of a sword, boy, I'm like the Red Sonja
Get it in your cornea, nice knowin' ya Norman
You're so fuckin' annoyin', the shovel, boy

You don't know what the you're doin'
I ain't playin' no fuckin'
Nick Cannon you prick, I wish you luck with the whore
Every there's a sucka born
Snuck up on and made the motherfuckers suck
On a corn

Shucka, shucka corn, corn
Hit Jason in the face with a hockey and told him it's fuckin' on
Now the fuck are ya doin'? You're runnin' over the snow blower
the lawnmower blowing your bagpipes from Baghdad

Bagpipes Baghdad
When will it cease for Pete's sakes, he's crazy to say the least
from Baghdad
What's goin' through my mind half the
When my rhyme are up my

from Baghdad
Somebody turn the 'Vacancy' sign on 'cause I'm gone up my
from Baghdad
I run the streets and act like a mad man holdin' a bag

In the bed with two brain lesbian vegetables
I bet you become heterosexual
Nothin' will stop me molestin' you
Titty fuckin' you 'till breast nipple flesh tickles my testicles

Is what they said, to the two conjoined
"How's it going girlfriends, you a boyfriend?"
You need ointment, just set up an appointment
Who's gonna see the doctor first, we'll do a flip

I just got my one sobriety coin chip
When the bad get goin', how bad does the goin'
Baby, you shouldn't have any rubbin' groins with
Each other, when you're joined at the hip

I'm goin' to get the needle and thread from the kit
And attempt to separate 'em, and them back at the loins, shit
Knew the little boy the chocolate chips, ahoy chip
Cookie looky, took me a Polaroid

from Baghdad
When will it ever cease for Pete's sakes, crazy to say the least
Bagpipes Baghdad
What's goin' through my mind the time
When my are blowin' up my

Bagpipes Baghdad
Somebody turn the 'Vacancy' on 'cause I'm gone blowin' up my
Bagpipes from
I run the streets and act like a mad man holdin' a bag of
Bagpipes Baghdad