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Ohh, music to my ears
Oh man, how can I the way I feel?
great, man
Okay, let me see, how could I

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

Mariah, happened to us?
Why did we have to break up? All I asked for was a glass of
You see I really asked for much
I can't imagine what's through you mind
After a nasty break up

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

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

I mean I really want ya bad, you
Nick, you had your fun, I've to kick you in your sack of junk
Man, I use a fresh batch 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
Bagpipes Baghdad
What's through my mind half the time
my rhyme are blowin' up my

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

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

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

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

You don't what the fuck you're doin'
I playin' no fuckin' more
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, shucka
Hit Jason in the face with a hockey puck and him it's fuckin' on
Now what the fuck are ya doin'? You're runnin' over the blower
With the lawnmower blowing your bagpipes Baghdad

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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