Now itÂ’s your type o mad Jinx the mad sucker with a tail IÂ’ve got my life
worked up it ainÂ’t as cheap as one thinks
IÂ’ve got links on it,
the same internet porn,
ainÂ’t as deep as
IÂ’ve been now IÂ’ve got Justin in my corner
I creep up but they donÂ’t want me back in you know my love is so big
I think my head is cracking, smacking my face and always giving me the baseline, dead in a days time,give back whatÂ’s mine
This ainÂ’t no rhyme
about a junky on run
another punk with a gun.
Now when you get it,
meet the mad fun.
So get on your feet and get in pack with the deal the beats on the wheel, now how do you feel
The cool vibe from my lyrical solo I beat on your chest when IÂ’m bouncing like yoyo This story is old just like the tales IÂ’ve told. But mark my words it will turn into gold

All right weÂ’ve got it right all right WeÂ’ve got it right all right WeÂ’ve got it right all right

We dig around fanatics,
tall and fallen manics and the planets breaking down with god the only mechanic around,
faking firm ground,
fucking up the program so now IÂ’m working on my devious master plan.
ItÂ’s all about these crazy comic relieves you know Wooster and Jeeves
and modern prophets
you never believe,
we get them all on a boat leave out all the rules,
the white pigeons,
and sail the ship of fools

All right weÂ’ve got it right all right WeÂ’ve got it right all right WeÂ’ve got it right all right x3