[Intro]
Meria mortre ever greet shawel (Meri meri, eva green)
Graing graing gra (Graing graing gra) ((Meri meri, eva green))
Mertis a moti e chest a gron tu (Meri meri, eva green)
Saing saing sa (Saing saing sa) ((Meri meri, eva green))
Mi af marka dia on di eva green
Heh, ah hem

[Verse]
Welcome to the mad-house, good morning
I put a pipe bomb where your hope was forming
Don't try to escape, n***a, that's your warning
You'll never get out alive, hope that was common, uh
Go 'till the goat collapse
Make a million off of raps, too skinny to sling crack
My girl said she lovеd me, I told her to lean back
'Causе I'm far too important, you're caught up in all that
Tell me sweet lies, thought I heard every one
'Till I hopped out the booth, and she told me the truth
Now, I didn't want to hear it, but I gotta go to bed
And work through this, yo, even though I ain't that para-
Fuck, [?]'s a chore for me
Hope to God, someone prays for me
And why does father and daughter collect nickels for some scraps to eat?
Who will care for I, while I care for she?
Let's face it, on this mission, death is my intention
Fucked up in vinyl
Plus, when I decided that I would link up with the army coalition
Simple n***as give me the benefit of suspicion
Some beg for change, I can't spare
But oh my god, you swear my check is there
Nah, I ain't never have no fuckin' father or parent
When your life is fucked up, your guardians won't come near
Fuck an icon, I state the facts
Elvis? (Overrated)
Farrah Fawcett? (Couldn't ask)
Raz-B? (Is a fag)
Taylor Swift? (Needs a tan)
And the worst kind of fan is a fucking Shady stan
Live by the motto, don't ever fold
Wack shit goes plat, classics go gold
Age of the MP3, y'all
Want to sell records? gotta make garbage
Lightbulb
[Outro]
Oh god, I'm sorry
My bad, lightbulb
I'm sorry
Shoutout to Yoko Kanno
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