This is one of my favorite songs. https://fnfgo.io
Oh, it's music to my ears, oh man
How can I describe the way I feel?
Fuckin' great, man
Okay, let me see
How could I begin?
Locked in Mariah's wine cellar 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's 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 going through your mind after such
A nasty breakup with that Latin hunk
Luis Miguel, Nick Cannon better back the fuck up
I'm not playin', I want her back, you punk
This is Hello Kitty bedspread, Satin Funk
Mixed with Egyptian, with a little rap and punk
Zapp and Eric Clapton, Shaft, Frank Zappa crunk
And yeah, baby, I want another crack at ya
You can beat me with any spatula that you want
I mean, I really want you bad, you cunt
Nick you had your fun
I've come to kick you in your sack of junk
Man, I could use a fresh batch of blood
So prepare your vernacular for Dracula acupuncture
Bagpipes from Baghdad
When will it ever cease?
For Pete's sake, he's crazy to say the least
Bagpipes from Baghdad
What's going through my mind?
Half the time, when I rhyme, or blowing up like
Bagpipes from Baghdad
Somebody turn the vacancy sign on
'Cause I'm gone, blowing on my
Bagpipes from Baghdad
I run the streets and act like a madman holding a Glad
You can be a permanent fixture in my lyrical mixture
I'm the Miracle Whip trickster
My signature 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 pharma
Ceuticals, this beautiful pill dust in my palm, my
Cuticles get residue just from touching the bottle
Never knew I could remind me so much of my mama
I'll cut ya like Dahmer, pull a butcher knife on ya
The size of a sword, boy, I'm like the fuckin' Red Sonja
Get it stuck in your cornea, nice knowin' ya, Norman
You're so fuckin' annoyin', drop the shovel, boy
You don't know what the fuck you're doing
I ain't playin' no fuckin' more
Nick Cannon. you prick, I wish you luck with the fuckin' whore
Every minute there's a sucker born
Snuck up on Malachai and made the motherfucker suck on a shuck of corn
Shuck o', shuck o' corn, Chaka Khan
Hit Jason in the face with a hockey puck and told him it's fuckin' on
Man, what the fuck are you doing?
You're runnin' over the snow blower with the lawnmower
Blowin' on your bagpipes from Baghdad
Bagpipes from Baghdad
When will it ever cease?
For Pete's sake, he's crazy to say the least
Bagpipes from Baghdad
What's going through my mind?
Half the time, when I rhyme, or blowing up like
Bagpipes from Baghdad
Somebody turn the vacancy sign on
'Cause I'm gone, blowing on my
Bagpipes from Baghdad
I run the streets and act like a madman holding a Glad bag
In the bed with two brain dead lesbian vegetables
I bet you they become heterosexual
Nothing will stop me from molesting 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 needs 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 sobriety coin chip
When the bad get going, how bad does the going get?
Baby, you shouldn't have any trouble rubbing 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
And attempt to separate 'em and stitch 'em back at the loin, shit
Lured the little boy with the chocolate Chips Ahoy! chip
Cookie, lookie, even took me a Polaroid pic
Bagpipes from Baghdad
When will it ever cease?
For Pete's sake, he's crazy to say the least
Bagpipes from Baghdad
What's going through my mind?
Half the time, when I rhyme, or blowing up like
Bagpipes from Baghdad
Somebody turn the vacancy sign on
'Cause I'm gone, blowing on my
Bagpipes from Baghdad
I run the streets and act like a madman holding a Glad bag
Oh, bagpipes from Baghdad
How can I describe the way I feel?
Fuckin' great, man
Okay, let me see
How could I begin?
Locked in Mariah's wine cellar 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's 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 going through your mind after such
A nasty breakup with that Latin hunk
Luis Miguel, Nick Cannon better back the fuck up
I'm not playin', I want her back, you punk
This is Hello Kitty bedspread, Satin Funk
Mixed with Egyptian, with a little rap and punk
Zapp and Eric Clapton, Shaft, Frank Zappa crunk
And yeah, baby, I want another crack at ya
You can beat me with any spatula that you want
I mean, I really want you bad, you cunt
Nick you had your fun
I've come to kick you in your sack of junk
Man, I could use a fresh batch of blood
So prepare your vernacular for Dracula acupuncture
Bagpipes from Baghdad
When will it ever cease?
For Pete's sake, he's crazy to say the least
Bagpipes from Baghdad
What's going through my mind?
Half the time, when I rhyme, or blowing up like
Bagpipes from Baghdad
Somebody turn the vacancy sign on
'Cause I'm gone, blowing on my
Bagpipes from Baghdad
I run the streets and act like a madman holding a Glad
You can be a permanent fixture in my lyrical mixture
I'm the Miracle Whip trickster
My signature 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 pharma
Ceuticals, this beautiful pill dust in my palm, my
Cuticles get residue just from touching the bottle
Never knew I could remind me so much of my mama
I'll cut ya like Dahmer, pull a butcher knife on ya
The size of a sword, boy, I'm like the fuckin' Red Sonja
Get it stuck in your cornea, nice knowin' ya, Norman
You're so fuckin' annoyin', drop the shovel, boy
You don't know what the fuck you're doing
I ain't playin' no fuckin' more
Nick Cannon. you prick, I wish you luck with the fuckin' whore
Every minute there's a sucker born
Snuck up on Malachai and made the motherfucker suck on a shuck of corn
Shuck o', shuck o' corn, Chaka Khan
Hit Jason in the face with a hockey puck and told him it's fuckin' on
Man, what the fuck are you doing?
You're runnin' over the snow blower with the lawnmower
Blowin' on your bagpipes from Baghdad
Bagpipes from Baghdad
When will it ever cease?
For Pete's sake, he's crazy to say the least
Bagpipes from Baghdad
What's going through my mind?
Half the time, when I rhyme, or blowing up like
Bagpipes from Baghdad
Somebody turn the vacancy sign on
'Cause I'm gone, blowing on my
Bagpipes from Baghdad
I run the streets and act like a madman holding a Glad bag
In the bed with two brain dead lesbian vegetables
I bet you they become heterosexual
Nothing will stop me from molesting 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 needs 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 sobriety coin chip
When the bad get going, how bad does the going get?
Baby, you shouldn't have any trouble rubbing 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
And attempt to separate 'em and stitch 'em back at the loin, shit
Lured the little boy with the chocolate Chips Ahoy! chip
Cookie, lookie, even took me a Polaroid pic
Bagpipes from Baghdad
When will it ever cease?
For Pete's sake, he's crazy to say the least
Bagpipes from Baghdad
What's going through my mind?
Half the time, when I rhyme, or blowing up like
Bagpipes from Baghdad
Somebody turn the vacancy sign on
'Cause I'm gone, blowing on my
Bagpipes from Baghdad
I run the streets and act like a madman holding a Glad bag
Oh, bagpipes from Baghdad
Lyrics submitted by BleedorBreathe
Bagpipes from Baghdad Lyrics as written by Andre Romell Young Mark Christopher Batson
Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group, Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd., Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
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This song was written for a few reaons including making fun of the autotuner, but mostly to provoke Mariah Carey and Nick Cannon. Eminem and Mariah Carey had a very very brief dating stint, and apparently she wouldnt let him "get past second base". Upon hearing this song cannon replied on his blog. "A mediocre (at best) Eminem record that sounds like it was written in 2001," Cannon blogged. "At first, I thought it was old material that had been dug up from when dude 'fantasized' about having a pretend fling with Mariah. ... But all of a sudden I hear my name in the verse! My first reaction was like, 'This is his new sh--? Wow, that's too bad.' "
Cannon said that Eminem's insults amounted to "racist bigotry." "She has had enough difficulty in her life dealing with racial and ethnicity issues," he wrote. "Believe it or not, Mariah is the same racial mixture as our beloved president, Barack Obama. (Black Father + White Mother= BLACK)
"Maybe I'm going too far, but I thought we got past the days where white men could spew vulgar obscenities at our beautiful queens and get away with it," Cannon continued. "What's next? Are we going to let this trash say something horrible about our lovely first lady, Mrs. Michelle Obama? Or would Marshall have talked sideways out of his neck like this about Oprah Winfrey? This act of racist bigotry cannot go unnoticed. Calling my wife a 'c---' and a 'whore' is way worse than anything Don Imus could have ever said. So trust, repercussions will be served. Anybody got Al Sharpton's number?! LOL Let's not forget about Eminem's amateur mixtape rants of calling African Americans 'ni----' and how he hates 'black bi---es.' "
The actor basically vowed revenge on Slim Shady, joking that he would begin rapping again and threatening comedic retribution.
"So, Miss Marshall, I'm going to make you wish you never spoke my name and regret the ungodly things you said about my wife," Cannon continued. "This is going to be fun! It's however you want it! Just remember, you did this to yourself! Your legacy has now been tainted from this day forth! You will now be known as the rapper who lost to corny-ass Nick Cannon!"
Eminem acheived exactly what he wanted to do with this and most of his songs...provoke controversy. Sorry to say Nick you played right into his hands, and Eminem has more talent in his pinky finger than you will ever have. Favorite song on the CD, love the beat.
nice post sappl.. would have to agree with you about em winning this battle, cannon is a fuckin punk anyways. you would think he would realize his his career was far over when he got that gig on MTV wild'n out lol im interested to see his attempt at a comeback and see em rip him even harder.
This might be a dumb question, but what do "bagpipes from baghdad" represent?
Good question actually.
this whole mariah/eminem thing is really cheesy and lame. obviously just faked publicity. come on now em. i thought you were better.
also, it's not "just beautiful, build us to my karma" it's "this beautiful pill does to my karma"
hint, if the lyrics you're transcribing DON'T MAKE SENSE, they're probably wrong.
Sorry about that.<br /> <br /> I copied it from another site, re-read it, and tried making sense of it.
Is this site not just exactly that? song meanings interpretations etc? - and in terms of making sense that is entirely up to the listener.
Also, that Nick Cannon "retaliation" was painful. If you're going to even dignify a string of horrible insults slung at your from an Eminem song with a response, you'd better come out swinging, not giggling like a little school girl and threatening to start a rap battle with one of the sickest lyrical minds in the business. Especially if you're the rap game equivalent of a retarded mickey mouse club member.
lmao! So true.<br /> <br /> Not that Eminem needs to, but I would LOVE to hear his response to this, whether in print on in a new song (Nick Cannon song on Relapse Part 2?)
it's not assortment of armor Ceuticals it's "assortment of pharmaceuticals"
also, "The size of a sword, boy, I'm like the fuckin' ruts on you" again, lyrics that make no sense... probably not right. it's actually "red sonja" ... see en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Red_Sonja
in response to TheExecutor93 it means he's "blowing up" ie. urbandictionary.com/define.php the baghdad meaning, like bombs in iraq...
his "middle eastern raps" aren't my favorites (ass like that) but once again, eminem has earned the right to do whatever he wants. the second auto-tuning on the album reminds me of the backing vocals from "amityville" but autotuned. i'm not sure whether he references real serial killers or serial killers from horror movies more often on this album.
I just wanted to add that I think he is making fun of Lil Wayne and anybody else who uses that auto tune voice changing effect. For the past 2 years just about everybody uses that like its cool or something. It sounds TERRIBLE!!
I noticed that the HUMMMMMDEEEEEEEEE LEEE HAAAAAAA Eminem says at the end sounds exactly like Lil Wayne.
what do you think?
my fav tune easy