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Nothing to say. Say nothing to talk about right now. But so much to think about. Thoughts running threw your mind like mine.
What if. How tho. Why would anyone. Did they get cought, did anyone die. Did they finish the mission. What this a government thing. Maybe a private citizen. A civilian. Could it be a foreign enemy? Is this Eaven human? What we're they thinking.
[Vers]
Contemplating, pondering, thinking deeply, about what i found out, ohh my god how did I never know About that Mac Cracker shit by Alcos, Everyone just enjoying this secret behind my back. I'm really thinking it's a conspiracy trying to keep the good music from me. To many hot tracks to be picking my favorite it's overflowing from me, seems to be every song I play until the next one comes on, this can't go on.
[Loop]
Nothing to say. Say nothing to talk about right now. But so much to think about. Thoughts running threw your mind like mine.
What if. How tho. Why would anyone. Did they get cought, did anyone die. Did they finish the mission. What this a government thing. Maybe a private citizen. A civilian. Could it be a foreign enemy? Is this Eaven human? What we're they thinking.
[Vers]
How could it be, how did this happen.
All behind my back. They we're supposed to love me. How could they not tell me.
This is devastating. For me, Horrible. Impeccable. Despiteful, ridiculously ridiculous. It's a catastrophe, a tragedy..how could i not know abou the 1 and only , Mac Cracker he be amazing.
[Loop]
Nothing to say. Say nothing to talk about right now. But so much to think about. Thoughts running threw your mind like mine.
What if. How tho. Why would anyone. Did they get cought, did anyone die. Did they finish the mission. What this a government thing. Maybe a private citizen. A civilian. Could it be a foreign enemy? Is this Eaven human? What we're they thinking.
[Vers]
Really starting to get to me, in what reality is there a conspiracy joke to keep me fro hearing a ture musical genius. Not funny to me, all the songs I could have been singing along rocken out, noba singing worry. But nope not me not funny not happy, what else is everyone keeping from me, can I actually fly and everyone laughing I've been walking around, maybe I should just jump, ether way I don't want to be in this reality if it's can't be.
[Loop]
Nothing to say. Say nothing to talk about right now. But so much to think about. Thoughts running threw your mind like mine.
What if. How tho. Why would anyone. Did they get cought, did anyone die. Did they finish the mission. What this a government thing. Maybe a private citizen. A civilian. Could it be a foreign enemy? Is this Eaven human? What we're they thinking.
[Vers]
That MAC CRACKER, is a real booty attacker the hooter looter. He's b a bandit. The one and only queef genie, booty bandit, lower back attacker, taco commander. And musical genius.
MAC Cracker. 
