Eminem - 04. I'm Having a Relapse | Текст песни

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Torture chambers, secret passage ways,
Vats of acid and deadly volts.

How the hell did he manage to get more felony charges?
He's already got life in jail. Man, what the hell is his problem?
Well, to be honest, the smell of these chronic leaves make me hella demonic,
They've compelled me to kill this elderly man and I get these panic attacks,
Pop a Xanax, relax.
Tryin' to stick my fuckin' dick inside a manikin's ass,
Then I get manic depressed, see the orthodontist, get gas masks, kick ass,
The first thing I put on is the mask,
Speaking of mask, man it ain't too late to have a change of pace and take
it off and show my face, so you can see the things you're facing
Slice you up and cook you after you're murdered by strangulation,
That's bacon soufflé you're making, ain't you? Well thank you Jason.
There goes one more coma due to blunt force trauma,
Just gimme one more soma and I'll be done for 'ol mama.
Go in the damn broom closet, another valium lost it,
Shoved in the vacuum nozzle, down the bathroom faucet.
It seems like every day I get a little flakier
The medication is making my hands a little shakier,
Hand me that 18 months old baby to shake 'em up,
It'll only take me a second to choke his trachea,
Breakin' his neck in 80 some places, baby here's Shady, come lady,
He's got the razor for blazin', the ch-ch-chainsaw, baby,
You b-b-blunderin', bumblin', m-m-mublin' dumb-dumb,
Yeah, here I come-come, you hear the rumbling? Vrumm-vrumm!
There's something inside of that blue tub and that drum-drum,
A head and torso of someone, where'd it come from?
Whose it belong to? Maybe the girl with the long, blonde hair who disappeared and left her cheerleader pom poms?
Clearly there's somethin' wrong 'cause she didn't come home,
She's missing, where is she? Something fishy is goin' on,
I guess he stuck the bitch with the pitchfork with the long prongs,
Now everybody get your dance on to my dance song, come on!