Ladies and gentlemen this is karaoke night The only night that requires someone to hold me tight So keep me back from these wack withering fucks When I spray 'em down They're gonna have more holes than hermaphrodites Grab the mic Feel the bumps like a doctor might Fuck a kind renter induct a fight I'm taking it all boy they say that I'm hogging the portions Always back in your girl like a homesick abortion like This is a story about a young boy unemployed Bastardized coy looking fuck with the loudest noise Run Versace run Versace run Versace With a rubber band Itachi origami belt around my waist Head indulged in black rap like the murkas Off the market dirty black act like a circus [Violent screaming noises] Like whoa
Chorus: Close your eyes The music is soft and warm Dream awhile before it is time to go go go go
Yo, muthafuckas want a piece of all the action Running round in circles the police will never catch us Fucking with your boy can leave you running with the patches And I guarantee you playing against the flame with some matches What [Incomprehensible Japanese]
Chorus:
Ooh ooh Been a long time Did a long time Let the darkness take away the pain How can we heal the same Skirt How can we feel the same