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[Intro: Mac
Around a fire doing a thunder
You know a funny word? Underpants
Let's go to Syria and a war
Stop fucking calling me
That's not my name, well
kind of my name
(A bit louder)

[Verse 1: Mac
Yeah, so I sold the and moved to my mom's attic
was a blockbuster but now it's a cult classic
Smoke 'til I'm asthmatic, my bad habits
Travelling down the hall, I'm chasing a rabbit
Well that's acid, still weird from my tablet
I love a folk singer but fuck like a crack addict
Practicing magic and watching some car crashes
Snapchattin' a pic and sent it to Bob Saget (I'm a faggot)
Word, the aliens have
I don't panic in my fortress of granite
life for granted, probably won't when it ends
Thank God I'm sober

[Hook:
Run away, run
Run, run, run
Oh my...

[Verse 2: Mac
Who let the out?
Stop what doing and put 'em back in the doghouse
I wasn't human, I'm like I'm a god now
But most of the time I don't need to know what I'm talking
Bitch, I'm a walking, crocodile
Take a with my mom and crop her out
Go to her house, coked up, and her out
(Sorry that)
I'm possibly a phony, don't me
You can't tell that I'm so lonely the TV
I myself cause I'm a white rapper
I hate white rappers but an of kite masters made me rich
Short-shorts and socks
I feel like chalk without a
Back in the I'mma eat at my favorite Thai spot
And smile as the hungry watch

[Verse 3: Mac
Yeah, still having sex blind people (it feel good)
They say my pussy smell pine needles (as it should)
Bust a nut in the section at Giant Eagle
a chicken in the face like, bitch, I'mma eat you
Yea, I'm all of evil
Eating mushrooms out in trynna find the Beatles
I'm still sick of
Go to saying, be a chief and kick it with Mr. Roedel
(That was my teacher)
display on my Macintosh
That's high definition off
In LA trying to get me an job
Cause my idol Hasselhoff

[Interlude: Mac
Man, Germans love David
I hear they like David Hasselhoff more they like Jews
And they love out there

Treejay]
Runaway, a plane
I did, ooh
Ooh, ooh
Runaway, Runaway,
Ooh, ooh
Girl,
You run away