Underground
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A lot of people ask me
Where the fuck I've been at the last few years
Shit, I don't know but I do know I'm back now
Here comes the rain and thunder now
No where to run, to run to now
I disappeared, don't wonder how
Looking for me? I'm underground
Here comes the rain and thunder now
No where to run, to run to now
I disappeared, don't wonder how
Looking for me? I'm underground
Dre, I'm down here, under the ground, dig me up
Broken tibias, fibias, yeah, fix me up
60 sluts, all of them dying from asphyxia
After they sip piss through a Christopher Reeves sippy cup
Dixie cups, toxins, boxes of Oxy pads
Enough Oxycontin to send a fuckin' ox to rehab
Wack job in the back in a black stocking cap
Jacking off to a hockey mask at a boxing match
(He can't say that!) Yes he can, I just did, faggot
Now guess again, better text message your next-of-kin
Tell 'em shit's about to get extra messy, especially when I flex again
And throw a fuckin' lesbian in wet cement
Faggoty, faggoty, faggoty, Raggedy Ann and Andy
No! Raggedy Andy and Andy; no, it can't be, it can't be
Yes, it can be, the fucking Anti-Christ is back, Dante
It's Satan in black satin panties
This is Amityville calamity, goddamn it
Insanity pills, fanny pack filled with Xannies
Through every nook and cranny lookin' for trannies
Milk and cookies spilled on my silk negligee, looky
Razor-ba-lades with me to make you ba-leed
Cases of Maybelline makeup lay on a table of weed
"Slim Shady? Shit sounds like a fable to me"
'Til he jumps out of the fuckin' toilet when you're taking a pee!
Here comes the rain and thunder now
No where to run, to run to now
I disappeared, don't wonder how
Looking for me? I'm underground
Here comes the rain and thunder now
No where to run, to run to now
I disappeared, don't wonder how
Looking for me? I'm underground
6 semen samples, 17 strands of hair
Found in the back of a van after the shoot with Vanity Fair
Hannah Montana, prepare to elope with a can-opener
And be cut open like cantaloupe and canopy beds
And Glad bags, yeah, glad to be back
Cause last year was a tragedy that landed me smack-dab in rehab
Fuckin' doctor, I didn't understand a damn word he said
I planned to relapse the second I walked out of that bitch
Two weeks in Brighton, I ain't enlightened
Biting into a fuckin' Vicodin like I'm a Viking
Oh, lightning is striking, it might be a fuckin' sign, I need a psychic
Evaluation, Fuck Jason, it's Friday the 19th!
That means it's just a regular day
And this is the kind of shit I think of regularly
Fucking lesbian shouldn't have had her legs in the way
Now she's pregnant and gay, missin' both legs and begging to stay
Here comes the rain and thunder now
No where to run, to run to now
I disappeared, don't wonder how
Looking for me? I'm underground
Here comes the rain and thunder now
No where to run, to run to now
I disappeared, don't wonder how
Looking for me? I'm underground
Tell the critics I'm back and comin' to spit it back in abundance
Hit a fag with onions, then split a bag of Funyuns
Mad at me? Understandable, cannibal, shoot an animal
Out of a cannon and have 'em catapult at an adult
Captain of a cult, with an elite following
To turn Halloween back into a trick-or-treat holiday
Have Michael Myers lookin' like a liar, swipe his power
Replace his knife with flowers and a stack of fliers
Hit Jason Vorhees with a 40
Stuck a suppository up his ass and made him tell me a story
Gave Hannibal Lector a fuckin' nectarine and sat him
In the fuckin' fruit and vegetable section and gave him a lecture
Walked up Elm street with a fucking Wiffle bat drew
Fought Freddy Krueger and Edward Scissorhands, too
Came out with a little scratch, ooh
Lookin' like I got in a fuckin' pillow fight with a triple-fat goose
Insanity, can it be vanity? Where is the humanity
In having a twisted fantasy with an arm-and-leg amputee?
Straitjacket with a hundred eight brackets
With a strap that wraps twice around my back then they latch it
Cut your fucking head off and ask you where you're headed off to
Get it? Headed off to? Medic, this headache's awful
This anesthetic's pathetic, so's this diabetic waffle
And this prosthetic arm keeps crushing my hard taco
Here comes the rain and thunder now
No where to run, to run to now
I disappeared, don't wonder how
Looking for me? I'm underground
Here comes the rain and thunder now
No where to run, to run to now
I disappeared, don't wonder how
Looking for me? I'm underground
- So, it wasn't a choice, it was I had to do this
And now I'm 90 days clean and uh, that's all I have to share
Thanks
- Thanks for sharing Brian, is there anyone else who would like to share this evening?
- Yeah I got something I want to share:
When you walked through the door you were queer to me
So come here baby boy, just come here to me
You're a cock boy, everybody wants you
You're gayer than you would ever claim to
I won't have to rape you
So homie lay down down down, lay down down down
Lay down down down, lay down lay down
Where's everybody going? This always went over real big in gay a
Ok wait, I got another one
I just love condoms and lots of cum, no? Oh, shit
Where the fuck I've been at the last few years
Shit, I don't know but I do know I'm back now
Here comes the rain and thunder now
No where to run, to run to now
I disappeared, don't wonder how
Looking for me? I'm underground
Here comes the rain and thunder now
No where to run, to run to now
I disappeared, don't wonder how
Looking for me? I'm underground
Dre, I'm down here, under the ground, dig me up
Broken tibias, fibias, yeah, fix me up
60 sluts, all of them dying from asphyxia
After they sip piss through a Christopher Reeves sippy cup
Dixie cups, toxins, boxes of Oxy pads
Enough Oxycontin to send a fuckin' ox to rehab
Wack job in the back in a black stocking cap
Jacking off to a hockey mask at a boxing match
(He can't say that!) Yes he can, I just did, faggot
Now guess again, better text message your next-of-kin
Tell 'em shit's about to get extra messy, especially when I flex again
And throw a fuckin' lesbian in wet cement
Faggoty, faggoty, faggoty, Raggedy Ann and Andy
No! Raggedy Andy and Andy; no, it can't be, it can't be
Yes, it can be, the fucking Anti-Christ is back, Dante
It's Satan in black satin panties
This is Amityville calamity, goddamn it
Insanity pills, fanny pack filled with Xannies
Through every nook and cranny lookin' for trannies
Milk and cookies spilled on my silk negligee, looky
Razor-ba-lades with me to make you ba-leed
Cases of Maybelline makeup lay on a table of weed
"Slim Shady? Shit sounds like a fable to me"
'Til he jumps out of the fuckin' toilet when you're taking a pee!
Here comes the rain and thunder now
No where to run, to run to now
I disappeared, don't wonder how
Looking for me? I'm underground
Here comes the rain and thunder now
No where to run, to run to now
I disappeared, don't wonder how
Looking for me? I'm underground
6 semen samples, 17 strands of hair
Found in the back of a van after the shoot with Vanity Fair
Hannah Montana, prepare to elope with a can-opener
And be cut open like cantaloupe and canopy beds
And Glad bags, yeah, glad to be back
Cause last year was a tragedy that landed me smack-dab in rehab
Fuckin' doctor, I didn't understand a damn word he said
I planned to relapse the second I walked out of that bitch
Two weeks in Brighton, I ain't enlightened
Biting into a fuckin' Vicodin like I'm a Viking
Oh, lightning is striking, it might be a fuckin' sign, I need a psychic
Evaluation, Fuck Jason, it's Friday the 19th!
That means it's just a regular day
And this is the kind of shit I think of regularly
Fucking lesbian shouldn't have had her legs in the way
Now she's pregnant and gay, missin' both legs and begging to stay
Here comes the rain and thunder now
No where to run, to run to now
I disappeared, don't wonder how
Looking for me? I'm underground
Here comes the rain and thunder now
No where to run, to run to now
I disappeared, don't wonder how
Looking for me? I'm underground
Tell the critics I'm back and comin' to spit it back in abundance
Hit a fag with onions, then split a bag of Funyuns
Mad at me? Understandable, cannibal, shoot an animal
Out of a cannon and have 'em catapult at an adult
Captain of a cult, with an elite following
To turn Halloween back into a trick-or-treat holiday
Have Michael Myers lookin' like a liar, swipe his power
Replace his knife with flowers and a stack of fliers
Hit Jason Vorhees with a 40
Stuck a suppository up his ass and made him tell me a story
Gave Hannibal Lector a fuckin' nectarine and sat him
In the fuckin' fruit and vegetable section and gave him a lecture
Walked up Elm street with a fucking Wiffle bat drew
Fought Freddy Krueger and Edward Scissorhands, too
Came out with a little scratch, ooh
Lookin' like I got in a fuckin' pillow fight with a triple-fat goose
Insanity, can it be vanity? Where is the humanity
In having a twisted fantasy with an arm-and-leg amputee?
Straitjacket with a hundred eight brackets
With a strap that wraps twice around my back then they latch it
Cut your fucking head off and ask you where you're headed off to
Get it? Headed off to? Medic, this headache's awful
This anesthetic's pathetic, so's this diabetic waffle
And this prosthetic arm keeps crushing my hard taco
Here comes the rain and thunder now
No where to run, to run to now
I disappeared, don't wonder how
Looking for me? I'm underground
Here comes the rain and thunder now
No where to run, to run to now
I disappeared, don't wonder how
Looking for me? I'm underground
- So, it wasn't a choice, it was I had to do this
And now I'm 90 days clean and uh, that's all I have to share
Thanks
- Thanks for sharing Brian, is there anyone else who would like to share this evening?
- Yeah I got something I want to share:
When you walked through the door you were queer to me
So come here baby boy, just come here to me
You're a cock boy, everybody wants you
You're gayer than you would ever claim to
I won't have to rape you
So homie lay down down down, lay down down down
Lay down down down, lay down lay down
Where's everybody going? This always went over real big in gay a
Ok wait, I got another one
I just love condoms and lots of cum, no? Oh, shit
โฑ๏ธ Synced Lyrics
[00:03.30] A lot of people ask me
[00:05.74] Where the fuck I've been at the last few years
[00:08.32] Shit, I don't know but I do know I'm back now
[00:16.17] Here comes the rain and thunder now
[00:20.81] No where to run, to run to now
[00:23.33] I disappeared, don't wonder how
[00:26.12] Looking for me? I'm underground
[00:28.63] Here comes the rain and thunder now
[00:31.31] No where to run, to run to now
[00:33.74] I disappeared, don't wonder how
[00:36.58] Looking for me? I'm underground
[00:39.00] Dre, I'm down here, under the ground, dig me up
[00:41.48] Broken tibias, fibias, yeah, fix me up
[00:43.98] 60 sluts, all of them dying from asphyxia
[00:46.55] After they sip piss through a Christopher Reeves sippy cup
[00:48.94] Dixie cups, toxins, boxes of Oxy pads
[00:51.99] Enough Oxycontin to send a fuckin' ox to rehab
[00:54.54] Wack job in the back in a black stocking cap
[00:57.21] Jacking off to a hockey mask at a boxing match
[00:59.69] (He can't say that!) Yes he can, I just did, faggot
[01:02.35] Now guess again, better text message your next-of-kin
[01:05.12] Tell 'em shit's about to get extra messy, especially when I flex again
[01:07.92] And throw a fuckin' lesbian in wet cement
[01:10.14] Faggoty, faggoty, faggoty, Raggedy Ann and Andy
[01:12.98] No! Raggedy Andy and Andy; no, it can't be, it can't be
[01:16.24] Yes, it can be, the fucking Anti-Christ is back, Dante
[01:19.58] It's Satan in black satin panties
[01:20.74] This is Amityville calamity, goddamn it
[01:23.54] Insanity pills, fanny pack filled with Xannies
[01:25.99] Through every nook and cranny lookin' for trannies
[01:28.79] Milk and cookies spilled on my silk negligee, looky
[01:30.75] Razor-ba-lades with me to make you ba-leed
[01:33.34] Cases of Maybelline makeup lay on a table of weed
[01:35.81] "Slim Shady? Shit sounds like a fable to me"
[01:38.73] 'Til he jumps out of the fuckin' toilet when you're taking a pee!
[01:41.16] Here comes the rain and thunder now
[01:44.15] No where to run, to run to now
[01:46.65] I disappeared, don't wonder how
[01:49.20] Looking for me? I'm underground
[01:51.76] Here comes the rain and thunder now
[01:54.80] No where to run, to run to now
[01:57.09] I disappeared, don't wonder how
[01:59.96] Looking for me? I'm underground
[02:02.58] 6 semen samples, 17 strands of hair
[02:04.67] Found in the back of a van after the shoot with Vanity Fair
[02:07.32] Hannah Montana, prepare to elope with a can-opener
[02:10.13] And be cut open like cantaloupe and canopy beds
[02:12.77] And Glad bags, yeah, glad to be back
[02:14.96] Cause last year was a tragedy that landed me smack-dab in rehab
[02:17.94] Fuckin' doctor, I didn't understand a damn word he said
[02:20.86] I planned to relapse the second I walked out of that bitch
[02:23.21] Two weeks in Brighton, I ain't enlightened
[02:25.36] Biting into a fuckin' Vicodin like I'm a Viking
[02:27.78] Oh, lightning is striking, it might be a fuckin' sign, I need a psychic
[02:31.06] Evaluation, Fuck Jason, it's Friday the 19th!
[02:33.65] That means it's just a regular day
[02:35.74] And this is the kind of shit I think of regularly
[02:38.15] Fucking lesbian shouldn't have had her legs in the way
[02:41.00] Now she's pregnant and gay, missin' both legs and begging to stay
[02:43.98] Here comes the rain and thunder now
[02:46.74] No where to run, to run to now
[02:49.39] I disappeared, don't wonder how
[02:52.23] Looking for me? I'm underground
[02:54.68] Here comes the rain and thunder now
[02:57.21] No where to run, to run to now
[02:59.76] I disappeared, don't wonder how
[03:02.55] Looking for me? I'm underground
[03:05.16] Tell the critics I'm back and comin' to spit it back in abundance
[03:07.52] Hit a fag with onions, then split a bag of Funyuns
[03:09.95] Mad at me? Understandable, cannibal, shoot an animal
[03:12.53] Out of a cannon and have 'em catapult at an adult
[03:15.22] Captain of a cult, with an elite following
[03:17.54] To turn Halloween back into a trick-or-treat holiday
[03:20.10] Have Michael Myers lookin' like a liar, swipe his power
[03:23.50] Replace his knife with flowers and a stack of fliers
[03:25.81] Hit Jason Vorhees with a 40
[03:27.52] Stuck a suppository up his ass and made him tell me a story
[03:30.53] Gave Hannibal Lector a fuckin' nectarine and sat him
[03:33.59] In the fuckin' fruit and vegetable section and gave him a lecture
[03:36.08] Walked up Elm street with a fucking Wiffle bat drew
[03:38.77] Fought Freddy Krueger and Edward Scissorhands, too
[03:41.05] Came out with a little scratch, ooh
[03:43.30] Lookin' like I got in a fuckin' pillow fight with a triple-fat goose
[03:46.23] Insanity, can it be vanity? Where is the humanity
[03:48.94] In having a twisted fantasy with an arm-and-leg amputee?
[03:51.86] Straitjacket with a hundred eight brackets
[03:54.29] With a strap that wraps twice around my back then they latch it
[03:56.98] Cut your fucking head off and ask you where you're headed off to
[03:59.40] Get it? Headed off to? Medic, this headache's awful
[04:02.39] This anesthetic's pathetic, so's this diabetic waffle
[04:04.46] And this prosthetic arm keeps crushing my hard taco
[04:07.14] Here comes the rain and thunder now
[04:10.59] No where to run, to run to now
[04:12.89] I disappeared, don't wonder how
[04:15.53] Looking for me? I'm underground
[04:18.01] Here comes the rain and thunder now
[04:20.86] No where to run, to run to now
[04:23.30] I disappeared, don't wonder how
[04:26.07] Looking for me? I'm underground
[04:28.69] - So, it wasn't a choice, it was I had to do this
[04:54.90]
[04:57.35] And now I'm 90 days clean and uh, that's all I have to share
[05:02.10] Thanks
[05:03.81] - Thanks for sharing Brian, is there anyone else who would like to share this evening?
[05:12.69] - Yeah I got something I want to share:
[05:15.61] When you walked through the door you were queer to me
[05:19.52] So come here baby boy, just come here to me
[05:24.10] You're a cock boy, everybody wants you
[05:29.13] You're gayer than you would ever claim to
[05:33.35] I won't have to rape you
[05:37.10] So homie lay down down down, lay down down down
[05:42.62] Lay down down down, lay down lay down
[05:47.22] Where's everybody going? This always went over real big in gay a
[05:56.05] Ok wait, I got another one
[05:59.22] I just love condoms and lots of cum, no? Oh, shit
[06:07.66]
[00:05.74] Where the fuck I've been at the last few years
[00:08.32] Shit, I don't know but I do know I'm back now
[00:16.17] Here comes the rain and thunder now
[00:20.81] No where to run, to run to now
[00:23.33] I disappeared, don't wonder how
[00:26.12] Looking for me? I'm underground
[00:28.63] Here comes the rain and thunder now
[00:31.31] No where to run, to run to now
[00:33.74] I disappeared, don't wonder how
[00:36.58] Looking for me? I'm underground
[00:39.00] Dre, I'm down here, under the ground, dig me up
[00:41.48] Broken tibias, fibias, yeah, fix me up
[00:43.98] 60 sluts, all of them dying from asphyxia
[00:46.55] After they sip piss through a Christopher Reeves sippy cup
[00:48.94] Dixie cups, toxins, boxes of Oxy pads
[00:51.99] Enough Oxycontin to send a fuckin' ox to rehab
[00:54.54] Wack job in the back in a black stocking cap
[00:57.21] Jacking off to a hockey mask at a boxing match
[00:59.69] (He can't say that!) Yes he can, I just did, faggot
[01:02.35] Now guess again, better text message your next-of-kin
[01:05.12] Tell 'em shit's about to get extra messy, especially when I flex again
[01:07.92] And throw a fuckin' lesbian in wet cement
[01:10.14] Faggoty, faggoty, faggoty, Raggedy Ann and Andy
[01:12.98] No! Raggedy Andy and Andy; no, it can't be, it can't be
[01:16.24] Yes, it can be, the fucking Anti-Christ is back, Dante
[01:19.58] It's Satan in black satin panties
[01:20.74] This is Amityville calamity, goddamn it
[01:23.54] Insanity pills, fanny pack filled with Xannies
[01:25.99] Through every nook and cranny lookin' for trannies
[01:28.79] Milk and cookies spilled on my silk negligee, looky
[01:30.75] Razor-ba-lades with me to make you ba-leed
[01:33.34] Cases of Maybelline makeup lay on a table of weed
[01:35.81] "Slim Shady? Shit sounds like a fable to me"
[01:38.73] 'Til he jumps out of the fuckin' toilet when you're taking a pee!
[01:41.16] Here comes the rain and thunder now
[01:44.15] No where to run, to run to now
[01:46.65] I disappeared, don't wonder how
[01:49.20] Looking for me? I'm underground
[01:51.76] Here comes the rain and thunder now
[01:54.80] No where to run, to run to now
[01:57.09] I disappeared, don't wonder how
[01:59.96] Looking for me? I'm underground
[02:02.58] 6 semen samples, 17 strands of hair
[02:04.67] Found in the back of a van after the shoot with Vanity Fair
[02:07.32] Hannah Montana, prepare to elope with a can-opener
[02:10.13] And be cut open like cantaloupe and canopy beds
[02:12.77] And Glad bags, yeah, glad to be back
[02:14.96] Cause last year was a tragedy that landed me smack-dab in rehab
[02:17.94] Fuckin' doctor, I didn't understand a damn word he said
[02:20.86] I planned to relapse the second I walked out of that bitch
[02:23.21] Two weeks in Brighton, I ain't enlightened
[02:25.36] Biting into a fuckin' Vicodin like I'm a Viking
[02:27.78] Oh, lightning is striking, it might be a fuckin' sign, I need a psychic
[02:31.06] Evaluation, Fuck Jason, it's Friday the 19th!
[02:33.65] That means it's just a regular day
[02:35.74] And this is the kind of shit I think of regularly
[02:38.15] Fucking lesbian shouldn't have had her legs in the way
[02:41.00] Now she's pregnant and gay, missin' both legs and begging to stay
[02:43.98] Here comes the rain and thunder now
[02:46.74] No where to run, to run to now
[02:49.39] I disappeared, don't wonder how
[02:52.23] Looking for me? I'm underground
[02:54.68] Here comes the rain and thunder now
[02:57.21] No where to run, to run to now
[02:59.76] I disappeared, don't wonder how
[03:02.55] Looking for me? I'm underground
[03:05.16] Tell the critics I'm back and comin' to spit it back in abundance
[03:07.52] Hit a fag with onions, then split a bag of Funyuns
[03:09.95] Mad at me? Understandable, cannibal, shoot an animal
[03:12.53] Out of a cannon and have 'em catapult at an adult
[03:15.22] Captain of a cult, with an elite following
[03:17.54] To turn Halloween back into a trick-or-treat holiday
[03:20.10] Have Michael Myers lookin' like a liar, swipe his power
[03:23.50] Replace his knife with flowers and a stack of fliers
[03:25.81] Hit Jason Vorhees with a 40
[03:27.52] Stuck a suppository up his ass and made him tell me a story
[03:30.53] Gave Hannibal Lector a fuckin' nectarine and sat him
[03:33.59] In the fuckin' fruit and vegetable section and gave him a lecture
[03:36.08] Walked up Elm street with a fucking Wiffle bat drew
[03:38.77] Fought Freddy Krueger and Edward Scissorhands, too
[03:41.05] Came out with a little scratch, ooh
[03:43.30] Lookin' like I got in a fuckin' pillow fight with a triple-fat goose
[03:46.23] Insanity, can it be vanity? Where is the humanity
[03:48.94] In having a twisted fantasy with an arm-and-leg amputee?
[03:51.86] Straitjacket with a hundred eight brackets
[03:54.29] With a strap that wraps twice around my back then they latch it
[03:56.98] Cut your fucking head off and ask you where you're headed off to
[03:59.40] Get it? Headed off to? Medic, this headache's awful
[04:02.39] This anesthetic's pathetic, so's this diabetic waffle
[04:04.46] And this prosthetic arm keeps crushing my hard taco
[04:07.14] Here comes the rain and thunder now
[04:10.59] No where to run, to run to now
[04:12.89] I disappeared, don't wonder how
[04:15.53] Looking for me? I'm underground
[04:18.01] Here comes the rain and thunder now
[04:20.86] No where to run, to run to now
[04:23.30] I disappeared, don't wonder how
[04:26.07] Looking for me? I'm underground
[04:28.69] - So, it wasn't a choice, it was I had to do this
[04:54.90]
[04:57.35] And now I'm 90 days clean and uh, that's all I have to share
[05:02.10] Thanks
[05:03.81] - Thanks for sharing Brian, is there anyone else who would like to share this evening?
[05:12.69] - Yeah I got something I want to share:
[05:15.61] When you walked through the door you were queer to me
[05:19.52] So come here baby boy, just come here to me
[05:24.10] You're a cock boy, everybody wants you
[05:29.13] You're gayer than you would ever claim to
[05:33.35] I won't have to rape you
[05:37.10] So homie lay down down down, lay down down down
[05:42.62] Lay down down down, lay down lay down
[05:47.22] Where's everybody going? This always went over real big in gay a
[05:56.05] Ok wait, I got another one
[05:59.22] I just love condoms and lots of cum, no? Oh, shit
[06:07.66]