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Macaulay Culkin
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Merkules
Featuring(s) : C-Lance
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Jesus Christ, C-Lance I told you man, you can't let me out the loony bin like this I feel like fucking murdering something (C-Lance) let's go I'll rip your heart out just by reaching down your throat Just so I can watch you try your best to breathe without a pulse Yet you see that I'm the GOAT, y'all ain't even coming close Macaulay Culkin in the loony bin, don't leave me home alone I'm just seated on my throne and these fucking rappers are peasants I'm coming after they heads with a rusty dagger, come get it If someone asks for a medic, I'll fucking stab 'em to death ??? I'm Sylvester I'm running after you pheasants Shout out to C-Lance, we're like Eminem and Dre And all these rappers are just roaches, someone better get the Raid I'm the shit, like some extra ??? that's left for several days That's why the SWAT team's waiting when I exit off the stage A combination of lyricism and skill So when you hear ??? a car and then steer the whip off a hill Ain't it clear by now? I could give zero shits with no chill, I'm fucking nuts Like ??? how I feel, bitch Who the fuck let me outta the psych ward? Who the fuck let me out the loony bin? I turn into a monster soon as the mic on Know I'm fucking crazy, let me do my thing Better lock your doors and close your windows 'Cause big Merk's on the loose again He's running round waving a loaded pistol And he's drunk off a juice and gin Breaking out the loony bin, Webby's on the loose (yeah) Coming from the underground, let 'em see the roots Got a gun under my pillow like a fucking baby tooth Let a robber inside just so I can legally shoot Writing while intoxicated like that letter Stan wrote So any time they ask me if I give a damn, no Making fun of trans folks As if it's not the year 2021 where nobody can take a damn joke (relax) Playing Russian roulette with a sawed-off C-Lance on the beat so I had to bring the raw thoughts Dropping so much shit you think we chilling at the dog park Stepping to me, you're like an ant to an aardvark Arthur with his fist balled up, ready to swing Sock 'em in the lip just to make 'em kiss the ring Throw another couple punches just to really make it sting Y'all ain't ready for the fire that I bring, Webby Who the fuck let me outta the psych ward? Who the fuck let me out the loony bin? I turn into a monster soon as the mic on Know I'm fucking crazy, let me do my thing Better lock your doors and close your windows 'Cause big Webby's on the loose again He's running round waving a loaded pistol And he's drunk off a juice and gin
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