Eminem - My Dads Gone Crazy
Hailie: Daddy what are you doing?
Eminem and Hailie: Okay then! Everybody listen up!
Eminem: I'm goin' to hell! Who's comin' with me???!?
Hailie: Somebody please help him! I think my dad's gone crazy...
Verse 1
There's no mountain I can't climb,
there's no tower too high,
no plane that I can't learn how to fly/
what do I gotta do to get through to you,
to show you there ain't nothin' I can't take this chainsaw to?/
Fuckin' brains, brawn and brass balls, I cut'em off,
and got'em pickled and bronzed in a glass jar inside of a hall/
with my framed autographed sunglasses with Elton John's name on my GLAAD wall,
I'm out the closet, I've been lyin' my ass off/
All this time me and Dre been fuckin' with hats off (Suck it, Marshall).
So tell Laura and her husband to back off/
before I push this muthafuckin' button and blast off and launch one at these Russians and that's all/
blow every fuckin' thing except Afghanistan on the map off.
When will it stop? When will I knock the crap off?/
Hailie, tell 'em baby,( My Dad's Lost It!!)
Chorus
There's really nothin' else to say,
I... I can't explain it/
I think my dad's gone crazy /
A little help from Hailie Jade,
won't you tell 'em baby/
I think my dad's gone crazy /
There's nothin' you could do or say that could ever change me/
I think my dad's gone crazy/
There's no one on earth that can save me,
not even Hailie/
I think my dad's gone crazy
Verse 2
It's like my mother always told me,
rana rana rana rana rana rana rana rana rana rana and codeine and/
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goddammit you little muthafucker if you ain't got nuthin' nice to say then don't say nuthin'/
?..uh, fuck that shit bitch eat a muthafuckin' dick,
chew on a prick and lick/a million muthafuckin' cocks per second,
I'd rather put out a muthafuckin' gospel record/
I'd rather be a pussy whipped bitch,
eat pussy, and have pussy lips glued to my face with a clit ring in my nose then quit bringin' my flows/
quit givin' me my ammo. Can't you see why I'm so mean?
If y'all leave me alone this wouldn't be my M.O./
I wouldn't have to go, eenee, meenee, meini, mo,
catch a homo by his toe,
man I don't know no more/
am I the only fuckin' one who's normal any more?/
Dad...
Chorus
Verse 3
My songs can make you cry,
take you by surprise at the same time,
can make you dry your eyes with the same rhyme/
see what you're seein' is a genius at work,
which to me isn't work,
so it's easy to misinterpret it at first/
cus when I speak, it's tongue-in-cheek, I'd yank my fuckin' teeth before I'd ever bite my tongue/
I'd slice my gums, get struck by fuckin' lightning twice at once and die and come back as Vanilla Ice's son/
and walk around the rest of my life spit on, and kicked and hit with shit everytime I sung/
like R. Kelly as soon as "Bump and Grind" comes on. More pain inside of my brain than the eyes of a little girl/
inside of a plane aimed at the World Trade, standin' on Ronnie's grave, screamin' at the sky, till clouds gather,
it's Clyde Mathers and Bonnie Jade/
and that's pretty much the gist of it,
the parents are pissed but the kids love it.
9 millimeter heater stashed in 2 seaters with meat cleavers/
I don't blame you, I wouldn't let Hailie listen to me neither...
Chorus
Hailie:
Crazy
Ha Ha Ha
You're Funny Daddy!
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Disc 1
