Lyrics:
The Cast (in order of appearance [roughly]):
KING ARTHUR : Graham Chapman
PATSY : Terry Gilliam
GUARD #1 : Michael Palin
GUARD #2 : John Cleese
of a master
You never thought you'd be bodied by a bastard
A bachelor who backspin on breakbeats
Break necks of broke souls who hate me
Hate he? you can't
your motorcycle", bet
"Kit, Ricky Rick, pick up, forget old Michael"
Well, here came the DJ, trucks to say the least
"Ayo, let me hear the tape, it's
through the church
I was in the pew and knew that I had to search
We are all here 'cause fear is what they serve you will surely die but then's the rebirth
you pussy niggas out
The smell that you bring has
Aroma like an incensce
Play matrix, see if you the one
It's a million ways to die and
This here is
swerving through the lanes on the L.A. highway
Looking for the next person to make die and go away
Perpetuated homicide after I raid your village
You'll see
live, we die, we give, we try, we kiss, we fight
Also we can have a good time, yeah
I'm in here busy looking for the next top model
Who's wearing
before
He knows
Who's the next victim when he blinks his eyes
Michael, Michael Myers
Don't hurt me please
On Halloween Day, Judith came down from her nap
you're screaming you love me loud
The next day you're so cold
One day you're here, one day you're there
One day you care, you're so unfair
Sipping from
you love me loud
The next day you're so cold
Some days you're here, some days you're there
Some days you care, you're so unfair
Sippin' from your
last four Cass'
(forecast) i seen that movie
Wasn't you a part of that Next Day Air cast?
Coincidence, cause my homies will
Shoot ya hype man and next
This is Seymour Schwartz reporting for WJOO
I'm outside the residence of Michael Jackson
All these meshuganas are throwing
Flowers at his house
the flowing lakes
Thats Nirvana thats that nova cane
All this flowing pain
When I'm outta here I know its fate
Im gone
Woah
Damn
So where do we go when we die
NEXT MESSAGE
Yo, I don't know where to start
Uh, check it out, music is
- my total existence, dawg, straight up
Everything with my life revolves
famous for claimin' a murder
That he never really did
Yeah tell these people all
The facts here really
How you ran your mouth and
Almost got smacked by
an inspiration
Alex West
You were brought on by our ex-manager
But when he left you stayed
That meant so much and now you've become our OG patron
We can't express
I looked down in there
It was was only a dream, I knew
I knew it was new
It was only a dream
I knew it was true
I die
Things come true
I die
They do
more daddy's little girl)
You a big girl now, in a world, where these niggas are foul
You could be aborting the next Michael Jordan
Your man don't
(Damn)
Cause a few years back I actually wanted to die (Uh-Huh)
God put me by his side (Damn), told me I'm his child (What they sayin'?)
And all the people
Here I am thinking that it's my fault
Don't know where i'm going i'm just following the asphalt
Thinking we could ball like Michael
Left me here with
die by it
Don't show them scars 'cah you shy 'bout it
Put your mans in the air, go cry 'bout it
Put two in the air plus one
How many got bunned
gotta hide (we gotta hide)
You're Ola Ray and I'm Michael (Michael)
Cus it's the Thriller
Yeah we gotta, we gotta
Ru-huh-un, Run-huh-un
Ru-huh-un,
Hopping on the beat, feel like Michael Jordan (Jordan). I go crazy with my music, through the skies I’m soaring (I’m soaring). Got a shawty on mind, but she
Your future, your future I would tell to you
Your future you often have asked me
Your true love will die by your own right hand
And crazy man Michael
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