Insane

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    I was born with a dick in my brain, yeah, fucked in the head
    My stepfather said that I sucked in the bed
    Till one night he snuck in and said
    We're going out back, I want my dick sucked in the shed
    Can't we just play with Teddy Ruxpin instead?
    After I fuck you in the butt, get some head
    Bust a nut, get some rest
    The next day my mother said: I don't know what the fuck's up with this kid!
    The bastard won't even eat nothing, he's fed?
    He just hung himself in the bedroom, he's dead?
    Debbie don't let that fucker get you upset
    Go in there, stick a fuckin' cigarette to his neck
    I bet you he's faking it, I bet you
    I bet he probably just want to see how upset you would get
    I'll go handle this, of course, unless you object
    Ah, go fuck his brains out, if any is left in his head

    If you could count the skeletons in my closet
    Under my bed and up under my faucet
    Then you would know I've completely lost it
    Is he nuts? No! He's insane!

    If you could count the skeletons in my closet
    Under my bed and up under my faucet
    Then you would know I've completely lost it
    Is he nuts? No! He's insane!

    Did you get him? Nah, fucker tried to bite my face off
    I just got fuckin' chased off with a chainsaw
    Then he took the chainsaw, bit the fuckin' blades off
    Ate the blades, stuck a baseball in a slingshot
    Then he aimed at his own face, let the thing pop
    Took his eye out, picked it up and played ping pong
    Then he played ping pong with his own ding-dong
    That motherfucker's got nuts like King Kong
    Then he set the lawn mower out on the dang lawn
    And he laid all up underneath it with the thing on
    Then he took his pants, he took every fuckin' thing off
    Everything, except his tank top and his training bra
    Ain't he raw? Yeah, maniac, that's Shady dog
    Man that motherfucker's gangsta, ain't he dog
    Shady dog, what be going through that fucking brain of yours?
    Say no more, what the fuck you waiting for, sing along

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    If you could count the skeletons in my closet
    Under my bed and up under my faucet
    Then you would know I've completely lost it
    Is he nuts? No! He's insane!

    If you could count the skeletons in my closet
    Under my bed and up under my faucet
    Then you would know I've completely lost it
    Is he nuts? No! He's insane!

    Don't you know what felch means? (Yeah), well then tell me
    Would you rather get felched or do the felching
    Fuck him in the ass, suck the cum out while you're belching
    Burp, Belch, then go back for a second helping
    Can you dig what I'm sayin' man, can you smell me?
    I want you to feel me like my stepfather felt me
    Fuck a little puppy, kick the puppy while he's yelping
    Shady what the fuck you saying? I don't know help me!
    What the fuck's happening, I think I'm fucking melting
    Marshall I just love you boy, I care about your well-being
    No Dad, I said no, I don't need no help peeing
    I'm a big boy, I can do it by myself see
    I only get naked when the babysitter tells me
    She showed me a movie like Nightmare on Elm Street
    But it was X, and they called it Pubic Hair on Chelsea
    Well this is called ass rape, and we're shooting the jail scene

    If you could count the skeletons in my closet
    Under my bed and up under my faucet
    Then you would know I've completely lost it
    Is he nuts? No! He's insane!

    If you could count the skeletons in my closet
    Under my bed and up under my faucet
    Then you would know I've completely lost it
    Is he nuts? No! He's insane!

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    Composición: Andre Young, Mark Batson, Marshall Mathers, Mike Elizondo, Trevor Lawrence y Dawaun Parker

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