Miley Einstein

[Intro] Uh, yeah, support the campaign (x4) [Refrain] Get famous and flash your titties for the photo So you can leave something for your kids when you grow old If you're relying on your talent you've got no hope Sex sells, suck my dick for the promo [Verse 1: Lunar C] My mind is set on self destruction I must've died and went to hell or something Sitting by myself just wondering Does God cry when he hears a baby's belly rumbling Or get offended when a women has a breast reduction Puff puff pass the ashtray and buy your own weed Smoke my spliff to the roach Don't share, yeah I said that shit before Split a key into ozies and donate the proceeds To cancer research and snow leopards in the poor I Photoshop my self into pictures with Drake and Rihanna Just so I can convince my family that I'm a famous rapper I ain't about the fake smiles and awkward handshakes Pretentious industry types and gold diggers pouring champagne [Hook] Support the campaign, clap your hands and cheer for me I love my fan base, they help me get my beer money Tripping, dribbling on my pad while I write rhymes Tongue hanging out like my name is Miley Einstein [Refrain] [Verse 2: Lunar C] I might bump my head when I listen to your songs But never find no substance like a drug bust at the wrong address Pay no attention, pretend that it isn't true But I'm heavier in the booth, Its that elephant in the room Your music drives people to suicide Your best friend wouldn't buy your album Your flows shits and every beat's lame You get a life sentence by announcing the release date Still wouldn't make enough to buy an ounce on your release day Shake your ass and shame your father break his achy-breaky heart I wanna see you twerking in the wedding dress I'm zoned out, higher than you'll ever get I've been smoking since Miley had a hymen and some self-respect [Hook] [Refrain] [Verse 3: Lunar C] Shit rappers taking shots cannot offend me I get paid to rap and all your insults are complimentary But I've been lazy lately getting head while watching documentaries on the telly Park is empty but I'm acting like I'm about to cop a Bentley The blunt wraps are slow burners, lungs black as coal workers Being a scumbag is my sole purpose I turn up to your baptism in a swimsuit And hold your head under the water until your skins blue like fish nupe Nothing to believe in, I've got no faith Middle finger up to your religion, I swear to god I find it fairly odd that Christians wear a cross Cause is Jesus came back then that'd probably scare him off [Hook] [Refrain]