GRIMACE Turnabout

[Intro]
Gonerville
Hauntaholics
Hahaha
A-A-Anvil
Shoutout Anvil, man
Yeah (Bow, bow, bow, bow)
Happy birthday, Grimace

[Chorus]
I got a Big Mac, pourin' purple up
Happy birthday, Grimace (Hahaha)
I got lots of racks, gun with purple mag
Bullets big as Grimace (Doo-doo-doo-doo)
I already said if you don’t have no fun, it ain't no point in livin' (Nah, nah)
Yeah, I love to kill, I love to take, I love to count
I’m on a mission (Bow)
I got a Big Mac, pourin' purple up
Happy birthday, Grimace (Hahaha)
I got lots of racks, gun with purple mag
Bullets big as Grimace (Grrah, grrah)
Grimace got a lotta guns, don't push me past my limit (Nah, nah)
I'm in Dublin, Buck mixin' that Wock' up with that fuckin' Guinness

[Verse]
Lord of Ephraim, bow down now before you turn senile (Senile)
So many different lines, script looking like a freestyle
Boy, you a mark (Yeah), I got bands to count
And I see in the dark (Yeah), and it ain't nowhere to run now
Wake up, grab cutter, pour four
I just be raisin’ them souls
Don’t die, get up
Where's your rage? I be grabbing my pole
Boy, run, run faster, run, hide, it ain’t nowhere to go
Everything's worthless, I make it worthful
If you go broke then you sell me your soul (Yah, yah)