[Verse 1] It’s Laugh While You Can and I’m back on the track, like a locomotive owner cleaning out the odor on a stack, I leave my change in my pocket for my money laundering, I grab your arm, I go for broke, I make a slaughtering, I strike it rich, bitch, I don’t need your two cents If you start to snitch, I’ll go over the fence, No offense, but this music? It’s not for the faint of heart, originality has never been on the chart. [Hook] Could imitation be the most sincerest form of flattery? You’re hiding in your camoflauge, I can see your mimicry. When you look at me, do you see what you wanna to be? Another thirty emcees fallout from the debris, Could imitation be the most sincerest form of flattery? You’re hiding in your camoflauge, I can see your mimicry. When you look at me, do you see what you wanna to be? Another thirty emcees fallout from the debris, [Verse 2] I know you copy that, you’re a stupid copycat, and you’re such a pussy that, (you get your food from the trap) You wouldn’t wanna byte the hand that feeds you dumbass, ‘cause I’ll cut you off so fast you’ll be falling into last, now Now what can I do to maybe prove that I’m the best that’s ever done it. You’re on my back, as a matter of fact you could probably say that I am haunted There is no pun intended, ghost followers really blow,. You post a video and no one even watches it bro. but that’s okay you’ll jack a style and a flow that’s not yours. leave originality tied up back home behind closed doors, How the hell do you expect to blow up doing what someone else is doing you wonder why we snoozin’ but you’re not bringing anything new to the motherfuckin’ table. I don’t even know anymore, I’m not able to make sense out of any of this, there’s no name dropping, no metaphors, your music is shit. (god damn)

[Verse 1] I don’t wanna be an artist, can you tell me where the art is, I have too much trouble getting home if that is where my heart is. Yo, yo, and even at my hardest, There’s a problem with my lyrics they are just the farthest from the truth, But that’s just how it goes, I’m rubbin’ elbows with every foe that I know, And even if my slow flow turns allegro (woah) My work will always be so unsatisfactory yo! [Verse 2] I put in work, thirty hours a week, But everything I make just turns out weak, And even this beat coulda been made better, (Even this beat coulda been made better,) Back in the day I tried to be what I’m not, Creativity was silenced by a quiet gunshot, I’m a riot, won’t stop, ‘til you buy it, goes pop, Let’s go on a ride, stressed out on TØP People say my screams is what is holding me back, But the fact, is that, it’s the thing I have a knack for, Roar, how would it be core? If your throat isn’t sore pretending to be a dinosaur, “Ex Dee” you don’t have enough vaseline to fit in skinny jeans, the scene teens and emo queens, on my team, Whore, (If I am your goals you can study the score.) [Breakdown] Why am I unsatisfied with everything I, I try, to be the best, be like the rest,

[Chorus] Set sail for the destination, I'm destined to rule the nation, Watch me rock this boat we'll stay afloat, I'm taking a vacation, High tides, and the moon is right, Fly high, stars in the sky, I'LL BE THE CAPTAIN I KNOW WHERE I WANNA BE. Observation, constellation, fascination, realization transformation, lay foundation, admiration, at floatation, [Verse 1] Anchor tied to my feet so I guess I'm not going anywhere anytime soon, oh, is that a monsoon? so soon? damn. I guess I'm going down, AHAHA, SCRATCH THAT, THIS SHIP IS EARTHBOUND I was in the ocean of emotion when I wrote my first track, lookin' back saying yo was I really doing that? wrote about clubs i've never even been to, Me screwing chicks? , I didn't do that too, Nowadays the ocean is a part of my toys, playing with the waves like a Japanese boy, Tsunami, hurricanes, everything is great, My music came alive like Romero: 1968 Too many artists want to paint a picture of the sea, I oughta make you walk the plank for the way you looked at me, Reaching uncharted territory, and I'm gonna claim the land, I'll start a new life, I wouldn't mind being stranded 'cause it's Smooth Sailing, I have no worries and it's in my sight, A land of riches, I'll be there tonight, Smooth Sailing, Sand in my hand and a heart of gold, building a kingdom, It's wonderful, [Verse 2] In case you haven't caught it yet I made this song a metaphor, for me and my songs so it's paradoxical too two ships on the sea, and one's for my family, and another just for me, I'mma live so fancy, Who's gonna stop me now, huh? No ship-wreck to be found, huh? Enough with the literary devices literally a crisis, taking the game, no vices, HUH? No dices, no gambling, I'm hot as the sun that's over me man, got a G, it's over-seas, want some you gotta be blowing me, hah. For my sails I get some sales, perpetuate me forward unto treasures, if I fall let me fall, but I'll fall just like a feather, I'll be done by the time I hit the ground, The world is mine with these sounds, They transpire globally, I claimed it all, Be a crewmate pirate this song. 'Cause these beats I've been makin', Will have you quakin' like haitian, I need a standing ovation, for me and all my crustaceans no echolocation, yeah you can hear my damnation, the waves are that of salvation, but my screams are of predation!

[Hook] I hit ‘em with the left one, hit ‘em with the right, All the stupid haters can’t put up a fight No, no, when you see me in the night, It’ll be a sight what a fright, turn off the lights, (ya) Gonna knock your lights out, (wooo!) Gonna knock your lights out, Gonna knock your lights out, I don’t wanna hear it, gonna knock your lights out. maaaaaan [Verse 1] Your face is all bruised, You’re lookin’ abused, you must be so confused, huh, you woke up on pavement, I asked who you were you didn’t know what your name is, You’re just nameless, I’m gonna be famous, I’m not down with the fakeness, goodness gracious, Listen to this greatness, spit, This will be my next big hit, And with this jab I got you hooked, Party so lit my goose is cooked, Prepare yourself for this slaughter, You think you’re tough, my laugh goes harder, [Pre-Hook] When will you get it through your stupid head? Crunk isn’t dead, crunk crunk isn’t dead. When will you get it through your stupid head? Crunk isn’t dead, crunk crunk isn’t dead. [Verse 2] Go to sleep, I don’t need, anybody tellin’ me, how to live my life, when I’m livin’ my fantasy, Golly gee, willikers, I’m killin’ all the villagers, runnin’ for the gold like a old time pillager, Listeners are you ready for the finisher? Got mortals wanting more than combat, I’m about to finish her. You’re an amateur, a stupid little noob, You started beef with me and now you’re in the soup, OOPS MIDDLE FINGERS UP! EVERYBODY THROW ‘EM UP! SCENE KIDS, CRUNK KIDS, YOU KNOW THAT YOU LOVE THIS! [Breakdown] Ay yo, we goin’ break it down now for a second, I want everybody in the place to stand up, I really meant that, STAND UP. STAND UP, GET UP, STAND UP, GET UP, STAND UP, GET UP, EVERYBODY GET UP. STAND UP, GET UP, MIDDLE FINGERS TO THE SKY STAND UP, GET UP, TELL A HATER THEY CAN DIE, STAND UP, GET UP, MIDDLE FINGERS TO THE SKY STAND UP, GET UP, TELL A HATER THEY CAN DIE.

[Hook] I’m feeling in the zone and I see you sitting all alone, (you can) throw away your phone, lemme show you how to hit this tone, Addicted to this money that I th-th-th-th-throw on you, and I know that you’ll be craving for a round two, [Verse 1] It’s only round 1 and I’m going in it quick, We’ve only talked once and she wants the dick, I mean i’m pretty slick with the words that I use, I gotta silver tongue like man that’s sick, like uh, oh my god, can you be my brand new God? I don’t know girl, I’m not the religious type, but then again I’m not that far, from being everything that you have ever wanted, Tell me your wildest dreams so that we can become bonded, (haha) Laugh While You Can because later you’ll be busy visiting me in back room with liquor in the V.I.P (no) hyperbole just wait and see, there’s a reason why I have so many wannabes, that’s under me, just get up off your knees now. don’t. try. to stop us. We. know. you ain’t got the guts, unless you want cuts I’d keep to the sidelines, it’s primetime, and you’re air time is on a sharp decline. (bitch, bitch, bitch,) I’m a goldmine, you’re just asinine (bitch, bitch, bitch,) you’re benign while we’re the cancer, you’re asking a lot of questions but who has the answer? (who has the ANSWER?!) [Verse 2: MK Menace] I'm addicted to this money, honey, We can party hop like bunnies We can get the ride and hit the slip like Sonny Time to make it lit when the hype not bummy, funny. You and me like Thor and Robin Got a bad side chick but she's home, I promise So it's me and you together, let's move; on top, and, Got a lot in store, like I never bought 'em I'm paid though. Mess with the menace and you pay, hoe. Follow in the path that I make so, We can ride the ladder to the pesos, Pesos, That are all for you; the party one Made a lot of plans when the party's done You've been intertwined with the lights and the night, So there cannot be a chance that I'm the tardy one Bitch, I'm back. Flow still toxic Static on the mic and I might just rock this Steadily the best emcee in the off pitch, Takin' off the best and the rest, like rockets Shockin' like a knife cocked back to a socket Platinum in my soul like a gold cased locket Rockin' with the crunk shit the hot topic Frolic; got more flow than a faucet, ah One time for the 3oh3 One time for the emo scene Here goes, One time for the e2Lee Fuck the rest like Cee Lo Green You gon' wanna hate me, But I bet you cannot lean Wanna bet up on the system that you see no green Like a cop car drivin' reno scene And off top when you see no mean Join this team

[Intro] Crunkcore, a genre, ravished by the influx of mediocrity. There’s a savior in the distance, a sparkle in the darkness, heartless artists try to have the next largest audience, but they miss one thing, a burning passion in the scene, a following of teens. They try to sell the music to them like they’re unaware of what is happening. They don’t need dumbed down artists, they need passionate artists. That’s where I come in, and I won’t stop until I’m on top of this scene. [Hook] Gimme that snare, gimme that kick, All the crunk kids will think I’m sick, now Gimme that hair, gimme those clothes, I’m Itching for something a little more bold, (NOW!) Woah, Hold up, woah, please take this seriously, If you follow me, then you can see, that this could be, what you need. [Verse 1] Crunk, check, Core, check, Amateurs, check, and they, Hate, check, What I’ve made, check, in the bank, check, need a mic, check, need a mic, check, I’ve been in the scene for too damn long, I’ve seen all the hate, I’m about to fly off, I better back off now or I’m gonna lose it, Needa getta grip and step back just a little bit, You’ve made the genre what it is, So how you gonna talk this shit, (shhh) And tell all these kids to just let it die, It’s coming back you can’t deny it, Ha, the fans are asking for the return, Ha, don’t go and get your feelings hurt, Ha, when you’re left back in the dirt, Don’t be askin me just how to be relevant while I keep it scene, If the genre is dead then I’m gonna resurrect it, But without the stupid lyrics and gimmicks I’ll just correct it, A new age of crunk is upon us, the scene kids are grateful, If you’re out of the scene now then you shoulda stayed faithful. [Verse 2] A message to haters that had thought I would have stopped by now, I’m aiming for the top, so you can climb on board or get ran down, My mind is set and there’s no way that you can stop this ride, Even for a minute, I’mma keep this train going and I’mma run it to the ground so you better run and hide, And now a message for the fans for a fourth wall break, If you like the sound you hear you better make your body shake, Gotta download this song and put it on your phone, And play it for your friends don’t be stayin’ home all alone, All these other artists need to try to focus on their etiquette, relate to the audience to try to stay relevant, Hating on the scene isn’t helping anybody, if you’re an oldschool fan, turn back into an oddity And just Laugh While You Can.

I’m a distorted recording good morning nice of you to join me, I’m just tired of my music always sounding kinda boring, and I’m going balls out like public indecency, and my pubic is decent see, it’ll murder your bitch, rest in piece, “Oh em gee, did he really just say that I don’t think I ever wanna hear it played back.” Played back, repeat, repeat, defeat, retreat, where’s your courage at or are you lion on concrete, retweet, ‘cause you know I’m damn clever man, Starting fashion with no credit like I lost the cardigan (card again) It ain’t a tie, you ascot. we can split like bowling pins. I’m breaking through the walls, need defense, 9/11. I’mma bit offensive when I mention sentimental topics, get a little profit, no i’m not a prophet, but you better watch it, ‘cause I get it goin then I move it then I never wanna stop it so I build it and support it like I have my very own child. Divorced the rap game it’s already been filed. MOVE TO THE SIDE IF YOU WANNA SURVIVE, I’MMA BONAFIDE KILLER, COOLER THAN CHEWIN FIVE, ICE CUBES, YEAH, I CAN GET A LITTLE KINKY, I START WITH YOUR HANDS AND THEN I BREAK OFF YOUR PINKY, THEN THEE BASS, HITS YOUR FACE MAKES YOU PRAY FOR THE DAY YOU CAN SAY YOU WERE OKAY. I DON’T CARE I’M DONE I’LL KEEP WRITING TIL I’M NOT HAVING FUN. It’s time for a change, I’ve been saying that for too long, After this song, it’s all uphill, so you can tag along, Your children will talk about me for centuries, just wait and see, Remember me, I cannot rest until there is no peace. Peace.

I said night night caused a fight right? Was it worth it? highly doubt it. Leave that petty garbage in the trash, I know I’m the reason you always gettin’ real mad, And i feel a hundred, percent, A dollar for every time that my time was well spent, The future is so bright that the sight kinda hurts my eyes, And the past would never last and it was also full of lies, So kick it to the side, you wanna ask me why? Like you got the nerve to chalk up to a sense of pride, I laugh at the thought and applaud at your behavior, No matter what you got, what you thought, I’ll see you later, You may think you’re safe, like you got in your shell, ...I’ll see you in hell.

(I place my) feelings into others, I’m a mess, I’m a wreck, but I can’t quit, I need my fix, and can you guess, what comes next? I’m hiding from reality in pills and potions and narcotics but I know that you do too, ‘cause I cannot be forgotten, Do, you still, wear, my jewelry? Does your face still light up at my name? Does, the guilt, burn inside of you? Yeah, I know you still feel the same way, (too) Love-ly, I am so sorry, you’ll never know now, what I could be, but these feelings, that you had for me, never go away, will never go away, I won’t fade out, my mark is left on your life, ( your life ) You can’t stop thinking about me even if you tried, (tried) I could never paint a pretty picture with just words alone, I’m too busy with vanity of our glass home to catch your first stone, Do, you still, wear, my jewelry? Does your face still light up at my name? Does, the guilt, burn inside of you? Yeah, I know you still feel the same way, (too)

[Chorus] Will this ever become better, now that we are not together. Love is severed, was your pleasure, now I’ll never say forever, [Verse] Remember in September you said love was unconditional, Well what the fuck changed, this is unforgivable, it’s Typical of you to be just like all the others, We stared at the sky, we were star-crossed lovers. I told you make a wish, you just wanted a kiss, It was innocent bliss, how did it end up like this, I’m left with a feeling of unrest, and a newfound smell of cigarettes on my breath And life got worse when it fell through the sands, I fell apart in your hands. [Breakdown] I will never say forever ever again, Ever again,