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Does nobody know it's the end of the world? Does nobody know it's the end of the world? (Yeah, yeah, it's Eazy) Baby in the jungle, when they found me I was humble They denied me until I became a giant like Mutombo Now they're crying like Rapunzel, while i'm piecin' up the puzzle Now I'm climbing up the ladder like a monkey, monkey, monkey Monkey see, monkey do All these crying rappers want to be in the crew Models coming up to me like "My boo!" Three at the same time like "I Do, I do, I do" Back to the basics Started from rapping in basement to a spaceship Now I'm just laughing in faces on vacation The cash that i'm stacking is crashing the Matrix It's actually dangerous for Mac to get famous We stay underground, barely cracking the pavement Every-time you drop a track, thats not amazing Struggle, struggle. Yeah, thats entertaining While I have fans screaming out "You're next" Throat sex with your girlfriend's like a vortex Both breasts on my dick, trying to drive a Corvette Crashing into the porch steps, hope you don't stress It's Eazy, same guy, more flex More money in the bank, more high porn sketch I don't owe nobody nothing 'cept my own friends But I'll ting to your chin like a violin Does nobody know it's the end of the world? Does nobody know it's the end of the world? Does nobody know it's the end of the world? (Its Big Merk, Stompdown Killas) Does nobody know it's the end of the world? (Eazy Mac, what up man?) Im fucked up in the head, yeah, my life's been stressful But they think I'm doing fine now cause i'm successful I got money but I'm still acting like I'm dead broke I'll do this till my hair turns white like Sisqo Be Careful when approaching me ill hang you by your rosary And stare you in the eyes while you suffer so you know its me I just took two tabs and I'm feeling mad weird Every pill is a different color like Eazy Mac's hair Ha ha ha, yeah the kids got jokes And uh (pop, pop, pop) yeah these kids want smoke Swear that all y'all soft, use the Killshot, woah I'll murder your favorite rapper and then switch my clothes You versus me is a certified death YNW Melly, Ill even murder my friends Don't underestimated me, I'm fucked in the head Even though I'm on top, I'm still off my meds I need a new prescription Doing shrooms, quaaludes, dudes too sadistic Big bag on my shoulder like the dude on Christmas And I'm smoking big bowls like super lyptic, crucifixion You fake, too fictitious In that R&B whip That's the new edition Shooting bullets out the ride size of cruller TimBits We some famous mobsters, my crews the Misfits Does nobody know it's the end of the world? Does nobody know it's the end of the world? Does nobody know it's the end of the world? Does nobody know it's the end of the world?
Writer(s): 0, Mahmoud Barett Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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