TOKYO'S REVENGE Malcolm in the Middle* lyrics
Malcolm in the Middle*
TOKYO'S REVENGE
GENRE
*Lyrics from snippet*
[Verse:]
Same thing for Dontai, I'm mad
Then you gon' talk bout that shit and present it as facts
Yuh, which is crazy
Don't you know I got that (?) just to prove that shit (?)
Yeah, ain't it amazing
How you do that, I can't show it online til' you play me
Yeah, huh, you a lame
You wouldn't even (?) just for making a statement
But it's okay, 'cause I'm crazy
I'm not gon' argue with the internet 'bout some fake shit
[Hook:]
All these buckles on my jeans so they remind me of a straitjacket
Looking like a lick, I'm fresh and dancing in my grave laughing
Mr. Voorhees with the blade, how it get tragic
Norma Bates, got the diamonds all up in the face flashing
Hol' up, wait, huh
(?)
Anyway, (?) keep your hands in the (?)
Got a Glock in both hands, bitch I'm Malcolm in the Middlе
And if they try to touch me I'ma kill 'em
All thеse buckles on my jeans so they remind me of a straitjacket
Looking like a lick, I'm fresh and dancing in my grave laughing
Mr. Voorhees with the blade, how it get tragic
Norma Bates, got the diamonds all up in the face flashing
Hol' up, wait, huh
(?)
Anyway, (?) keep your hands in the (?)
Got a Glock in both hands, bitch I'm Malcolm in the Middle
And if they try to touch me I'ma kill 'em
[Verse:]
Same thing for Dontai, I'm mad
Then you gon' talk bout that shit and present it as facts
Yuh, which is crazy
Don't you know I got that (?) just to prove that shit (?)
Yeah, ain't it amazing
How you do that, I can't show it online til' you play me
Yeah, huh, you a lame
You wouldn't even (?) just for making a statement
But it's okay, 'cause I'm crazy
I'm not gon' argue with the internet 'bout some fake shit
[Hook:]
All these buckles on my jeans so they remind me of a straitjacket
Looking like a lick, I'm fresh and dancing in my grave laughing
Mr. Voorhees with the blade, how it get tragic
Norma Bates, got the diamonds all up in the face flashing
Hol' up, wait, huh
(?)
Anyway, (?) keep your hands in the (?)
Got a Glock in both hands, bitch I'm Malcolm in the Middlе
And if they try to touch me I'ma kill 'em
All thеse buckles on my jeans so they remind me of a straitjacket
Looking like a lick, I'm fresh and dancing in my grave laughing
Mr. Voorhees with the blade, how it get tragic
Norma Bates, got the diamonds all up in the face flashing
Hol' up, wait, huh
(?)
Anyway, (?) keep your hands in the (?)
Got a Glock in both hands, bitch I'm Malcolm in the Middle
And if they try to touch me I'ma kill 'em
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