I'm Having a Relapse lyrics - Eminem

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I'm Having a Relapse lyrics

Torture Chambers
Secret passage ways
Vats of acid
And deadly Vaults

Oh! (Oh!)
OH! (Oh!)
Gue-gue-guess who’s back
I said Oh! (Oh!)
Gue-gue-gue-guess who’s back
I said Oh! (Oh!)
I said “man!” (man!)
Gue-gue-guess who’s back
Damn it feels good to be back
I’m having a Relapse

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 holla demonic
They compelled me to kill this elderly man
And i get these panic attacks
Pop a Xanax, relax
Try to stick my f***ing dick inside a mannequins ass
Then I get manic depressed
And the orthodontist get gas masked
Kick ass
The first thing I’ll 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 face
And slice you up
And cook you after your murder by strangulation
That’s bacon soufflé you making, ain’t you?
Well thank you, Jason
There goes one more coma
Due to blunt force trauma
Just give me one more soma
And I’ll be done for it, momma
Go in the damn broom closet
Another valium lost it
Shoving 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 him up!
It’ll only take me a second to choke his trachea
Breaking his neck in 80 more places
Baby, here shady comes, baby
He’s got the razor bla-blades and the cha-cha-chainsaw-saw baby
You blu-blu-blundering bumbling mum-mum-mumbling dumm dumms
Yeah, here I come come
You hear the rumbling, vrum, vrum
There’s something inside of that blue tarp and that drum drum
A head and torso of someone
Where did it come from?
Who is it belongs to?
Maybe that girl with that long blond hair
Who disappeared and left her cheerleader pom poms
Clearly there’s something wrong
Cause she didn’t come home
She’s missing
Where is she?
Something fishy is going on
I guess he stuck the bitch with the pitchfork
With the long prongs
Now everybody get your dance on
To my damn song, come on!

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