Insane Lyrics – Eminem
As described in the New York Times:Word sounds are the genesis of “Insane,” a song on “Relapse” where he accuses his stepfather of raping him as a child. “It’s pretty much all fiction,” [Eminem] said. “It’s a perfect example of a rhyme gone bad.”
| Song Name : | Insane |
| Album / Movie : | Replace |
| Singer : | Eminem |
| Music Label : | Aftermath Entertainment, Shady Records, and Interscope Records |
| Cast : | Eminem |
I was born with a dick in my brainYea fucked in the headMy step-father said that I sucked in the bed‘Til 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 headBust a nut, get some rest”
The next day my mother said“I don’t know what the fuck’s up with this kidThe bastard won’t even eat nothing he’s fedHe just hung himself in the bedroom he’s dead”“Debbie don’t let that fucker get you upsetGo in there stick a fucking cigarette to his neckI bet you he’s faking it, I bet youI’ll bet he prolly just wants 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 closetUnder my bed and up under my faucetThen you would know I’ve completely lost itIs he nuts? No, he’s insane!If you could count the skeletons in my closetUnder my bed and up under my faucetThen you would know I’ve completely lost itIs he nuts? No, he’s insane!
“You get him? Naw, fucker tried to bite my face offI just got fucking chased off with a chainsawThen he took the chainsaw, bit the fucking blades offAte the blades, stuck a baseball in a slingshotThen he aimed at his own face let the thing popTook his eye out picked it up and played ping pongThen he played ping pong with his own ding dongThat motherfucker’s got nuts like king kong”
“Then he set the lawn mower out on the dang lawnAnd he layed all up underneath it with the thing onThen he took his pants, he took every fucking thing offEverything except his tank top and his training bra”Ain’t he raw? Yea, maniac that Shady dogMan that motherfuckers 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
If you could count the skeletons in my closetUnder my bed and up under my faucetThen you would know I’ve completely lost itIs he nuts? No, he’s insane!If you could count the skeletons in my closetUnder my bed and up under my faucetThen you would know I’ve completely lost itIs he nuts? No, he’s insane!
Don’t you know what felch means? (Yea)Well then tell me, would you rather get felched or do the felching?Fuck ’em in the ass suck the cum out while you’re belchingBurp belch and go back for a second helpingCan you dig what I’m saying man? Can you smell me?I want you to feel me like my step-father felt meFuck 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-beingNo dad I said no, I don’t need no help peeingI’m a big boy I can do it by myself seeI only get naked when the babysitter tells meShe showed me a movie like Nightmare on Elm StreetBut it was X and they called it pubic hair on ChelseyWell this is called Ass-Rape and we’re shooting the Jail scene
If you could count the skeletons in my closetUnder my bed and up under my faucetThen you would know I’ve completely lost itIs he nuts? No, he’s insane!If you could count the skeletons in my closetUnder my bed and up under my faucetThen you would know I’ve completely lost itIs he nuts? No, he’s insane!