Monkey See, Monkey Do - Eazy Mac, Chills, Merkules

Does nobody know it’s the end of the world?

Does nobody know it’s the end of the world?

(Yeah, yeah, it’s Eazy)

Baby in the jungle, when they found me I was humble

They denied me until I became a giant like Mutombo

Now they’re crying like Rapunzel, while i’m piecin' up the puzzle

Now I’m climbing up the ladder like a monkey, monkey, monkey

Monkey see, monkey do

All these crying rappers want to be in the crew

Models coming up to me like «My boo!»

Three at the same time like «I Do, I do, I do»

Back to the basics

Started from rapping in basement to a spaceship

Now I’m just laughing in faces on vacation

The cash that i’m stacking is crashing the Matrix

It’s actually dangerous for Mac to get famous

We stay underground, barely cracking the pavement

Every-time you drop a track, thats not amazing

Struggle, struggle.

Yeah, thats entertaining

While I have fans screaming out «You're next»

Throat sex with your girlfriend’s like a vortex

Both breasts on my dick, trying to drive a Corvette

Crashing into the porch steps, hope you don’t stress

It’s Eazy, same guy, more flex

More money in the bank, more high porn sketch

I don’t owe nobody nothing 'cept my own friends

But I’ll ting to your chin like a violin

Does nobody know it’s the end of the world?

Does nobody know it’s the end of the world?

Does nobody know it’s the end of the world?

(Its Big Merk, Stompdown Killas)

Does nobody know it’s the end of the world?

(Eazy Mac, what up man?)

Verse 2: (Merkules)

Im fucked up in the head, yeah, my life’s been stressful

But they think I’m doing fine now cause i’m successful

I got money but I’m still acting like I’m dead broke

I’ll do this till my hair turns white like Sisqo

Be Careful when approaching me ill hang you by your rosary

And stare you in the eyes while you suffer so you know its me

I just took two tabs and I’m feeling mad weird

Every pill is a different color like Eazy Mac’s hair

Ha ha ha, yeah the kids got jokes

And uh (pop, pop, pop) yeah these kids want smoke

Swear that all y’all soft, use the Killshot, woah

I’ll murder your favorite rapper and then switch my clothes

You versus me is a certified death

YNW Melly, Ill even murder my friends

Don’t underestimated me, I’m fucked in the head

Even though I’m on top, I’m still off my meds

I need a new prescription

Doing shrooms, quaaludes, dudes too sadistic

Big bag on my shoulder like the dude on Christmas

And I’m smoking big bowls like super lyptic, crucifixion

You fake, too fictitious

In that R&B whip

That’s the new edition

Shooting bullets out the ride size of cruller TimBits

We some famous mobsters, my crews the Misfits

Chorus/Outro:

Does nobody know it’s the end of the world?

Does nobody know it’s the end of the world?

Does nobody know it’s the end of the world?

Does nobody know it’s the end of the world?