Underground/Ken Kaniff歌词
  • 歌手:Eminem
    歌词出处:http://www.5nd.com


    A lot of people ask me

    Where the fuck I’ve been at the last few years

    Shit I dont know

    But I do know, Im back now

    HAHA





    Here comes the rain and thunder now

    Nowhere to run, to run to now

    I’ve disappeared, don’t wonder how

    Looking for me

    Im underground



    Here comes the rain and thunder now

    Nowhere to run, to run to now

    I’ve disappeared, don’t wonder how

    Looking for me

    Im underground





    Dre I’m down here, under the ground dig me up

    Broken tibias fibias, yeah fix me up

    Sixty sluts all of ‘em dying from mass afixial

    After they sip piss through a Christopher Reeves sippy cup

    dixy cups toxins boxes of oxy pads

    enough oxycotin to send a fucking ox to rehab

    wack job in the back with a black stocking cap

    jacking off to a hockey mask at a boxing match

    yes he can

    I just did faggot now guess again

    better text message your next of kin

    tell him shits about to get extra messy especially when

    I flex again and throw a fucking lesbian in wet cement

    So faggoty faggoty faggoty raggedy Ann and Andy

    NO raggedy Andy and Andy no it cant be, it cant be

    Yes it can be the fucking anti christ is back Danny

    its Satan in black satin panties

    this is Amityville calamity got damnit insanity pills

    fanny pack filled with zanax

    through every nook and cranny

    lookin for trannys milk and cookies spilt on my silk neglociet looky

    Razor balades wit me to make you bleed

    cases of maboline make up lay on the table of weed

    slim shady shit sounds like a fable to me

    until he jumps out the fucking toilet when youre taking a pee







    Here comes the rain and thunder now

    Nowhere to run, to run to now

    I’ve disappeared, don’t wonder how

    Looking for me

    Im underground



    Here comes the rain and thunder now

    Nowhere to run, to run to now

    I’ve disappeared, don’t wonder how

    Looking for me

    Im underground



    Six seaman samples Seventeen strands of hair

    Found in the back of a van after the shoot at Vanity Fair

    Hannah Montana prepare to elope with a can opener

    And be cut open like cantaloupe with canopy beds

    With glad bags, yeah glad to be back

    Cause last year was a tragedy that landed me smack dab in rehab

    Fucking doctor I didn’t understand a damn what he said

    I planned to relapse the second I walked out of that bitch

    Two weeks in Brighton, I aint enlighten

    Bitin’ into a fucking Vicodin like I ‘am viking

    Oh, lightning strike it might be a fucking sign I need a psychic

    Evaluation, fuck Jason it’s Friday the nineteenth

    That means it’s just a regular day

    And this is the kind of shit I think of regularly

    Fucking Lesbians shouldn’t of had her legs in the way

    Now she’s pregnant and gay

    Missing both legs and begging to stay.





    Here comes the rain and thunder now

    Nowhere to run, to run to now

    I’ve disappeared, don’t wonder how

    Looking for me

    Im underground



    Here comes the rain and thunder now

    Nowhere to run, to run to now

    I’ve disappeared, don’t wonder how

    Looking for me

    Im underground



    Tell the critics I’m back and I’m coming

    To spit back an abundance

    Hit a fag with onions

    Then split a bag of Funions

    Mad at me understandable

    Cannibal shooting animal

    Out of a cannon and have him catapult at an adult

    Captain of a cult with an elite following

    To turn Halloween back to a Trick of Treat holiday

    Have Micheal Myers looking like a liar

    Swipe his powers replace his knife with flowers and a stack of flyers

    Hit Jason Vorheys with a forty

    Stuck a repository up his ass

    And made him tell me a story

    Gave Hannibal Elector a fucking nectarine

    And sat him in the fucking fruit and vegetable section and gave him a lecture

    Walked up elm street with a fucking whiffle bat drew

    Fought Freddy Krougar and Edward Scissor hands too

    And came out with a little scratch oww

    Looking like I got into a fucking pillow fight with a triple fat goose/

    INSANITY CAN IT BE VANITY, WHERES THE HUMANITY /

    IN HAVIN A TWIST OF FANTASY WITH A ARM AN LEG AMPUTEE\

    straight jacket with 108 brackets

    and a strap the wraps twice around my back then they latch it/

    cut ya fuckin head off and ask where you headed off to?

    get it headed off too?

    medice this headaches awful, this anistetics pathetic so is the diabetic waffel/

    and this prostetic arm keep crushin my hard taco/



  • A lot of people ask me

    Where the fuck I’ve been at the last few years

    Shit I dont know

    But I do know, Im back now

    HAHA



    [Chorus]

    Here comes the rain and thunder now

    Nowhere to run, to run to now

    I’ve disappeared, don’t wonder how

    Looking for me

    Im underground



    Here comes the rain and thunder now

    Nowhere to run, to run to now

    I’ve disappeared, don’t wonder how

    Looking for me

    Im underground



    [Eminem - Verse 1]

    Dre I’m down here, under the ground dig me up

    Broken tibias fibias, yeah fix me up

    Sixty sluts all of ‘em dying from mass afixial

    After they sip piss through a Christopher Reeves sippy cup

    dixy cups toxins boxes of oxy pads

    enough oxycotin to send a fucking ox to rehab

    wack job in the back with a black stocking cap

    jacking off to a hockey mask at a boxing match

    [you cant say that] yes he can

    I just did faggot now guess again

    better text message your next of kin

    tell him shits about to get extra messy especially when

    I flex again and throw a fucking lesbian in wet cement

    So faggoty faggoty faggoty raggedy Ann and Andy

    NO raggedy Andy and Andy no it cant be, it cant be

    Yes it can be the fucking anti christ is back Danny

    its Satan in black satin panties

    this is Amityville calamity got damnit insanity pills

    fanny pack filled with zanax

    through every nook and cranny

    lookin for trannys milk and cookies spilt on my silk neglociet looky

    Razor balades wit me to make you bleed

    cases of maboline make up lay on the table of weed

    slim shady shit sounds like a fable to me

    until he jumps out the fucking toilet when youre taking a pee





    [Chorus]

    Here comes the rain and thunder now

    Nowhere to run, to run to now

    I’ve disappeared, don’t wonder how

    Looking for me

    Im underground



    Here comes the rain and thunder now

    Nowhere to run, to run to now

    I’ve disappeared, don’t wonder how

    Looking for me

    Im underground



    Six seaman samples Seventeen strands of hair

    Found in the back of a van after the shoot at Vanity Fair

    Hannah Montana prepare to elope with a can opener

    And be cut open like cantaloupe with canopy beds

    With glad bags, yeah glad to be back

    Cause last year was a tragedy that landed me smack dab in rehab

    Fucking doctor I didn’t understand a damn what he said

    I planned to relapse the second I walked out of that bitch

    Two weeks in Brighton, I aint enlighten

    Bitin’ into a fucking Vicodin like I ‘am viking

    Oh, lightning strike it might be a fucking sign I need a psychic

    Evaluation, fuck Jason it’s Friday the nineteenth

    That means it’s just a regular day

    And this is the kind of shit I think of regularly

    Fucking Lesbians shouldn’t of had her legs in the way

    Now she’s pregnant and gay

    Missing both legs and begging to stay.



    [Chorus]

    Here comes the rain and thunder now

    Nowhere to run, to run to now

    I’ve disappeared, don’t wonder how

    Looking for me

    Im underground



    Here comes the rain and thunder now

    Nowhere to run, to run to now

    I’ve disappeared, don’t wonder how

    Looking for me

    Im underground



    Tell the critics I’m back and I’m coming

    To spit back an abundance

    Hit a fag with onions

    Then split a bag of Funions

    Mad at me understandable

    Cannibal shooting animal

    Out of a cannon and have him catapult at an adult

    Captain of a cult with an elite following

    To turn Halloween back to a Trick of Treat holiday

    Have Micheal Myers looking like a liar

    Swipe his powers replace his knife with flowers and a stack of flyers

    Hit Jason Vorheys with a forty

    Stuck a repository up his ass

    And made him tell me a story

    Gave Hannibal Elector a fucking nectarine

    And sat him in the fucking fruit and vegetable section and gave him a lecture

    Walked up elm street with a fucking whiffle bat drew

    Fought Freddy Krougar and Edward Scissor hands too

    And came out with a little scratch oww

    Looking like I got into a fucking pillow fight with a triple fat goose/

    INSANITY CAN IT BE VANITY, WHERES THE HUMANITY /

    IN HAVIN A TWIST OF FANTASY WITH A ARM AN LEG AMPUTEE\

    straight jacket with 108 brackets

    and a strap the wraps twice around my back then they latch it/

    cut ya fuckin head off and ask where you headed off to?

    get it headed off too?

    medice this headaches awful, this anistetics pathetic so is the diabetic waffel/

    and this prostetic arm keep crushin my hard taco/