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