MySpace.com Yes! Password, fuck here we go! Yes! Inbox, friends, yes, ads, blogs! I love this world! MySpace!
The devil is the internet And yes I am convinced of this Ever since I got up on this bitch My fingers won’t let me get off of it I thought I had it under control but, no I didn’t Now I’m a MySpace basshead and, yes, I’m addicted Don’t laugh at it, I’m a crack addict And no doubt my whole camp’s at it Such a bad habit I don’t even leave the house Goddamn Tom, I used to have a life with a job Now I’m just eating cereal reading what people write in their blogs Checking my comments to see if anyone left one, did they? Oh no, but, she’s pretty, ugh, I’m just gonna check one It’s like layers and layers and once you start you can’t leave it Cause everyone’s so pretty and there’s a whole lot of cleavage Some girl’s just show their booty so you don’t even gotta see ’em But that doesn’t mean player that you should go out and meet ’em Cause photoshop can be a very misleading tool and when you meet her she’s 6″2 and looks like a dude
[Chorus:] Welcome to MySpace! Please come in There’s a whole bunch of music let me introduce you to my friends Just type in your password you can meet guys and girls But in exchange for these relationships you must live in our world Welcome to MySpace! Please come in There’s a whole bunch of music let me introduce you to my friends Just type in your password and log into that screen But once you’re inside MySpace you’re never gonna leave
Ben! What? This is your conscience You’ve been logged in for seven hours It’s time to get off Ugh God dammit! I know I have homework! Just let me check my inbox one more time and then I’ll sign out and then it will be over Lying to yourself again, I can see I’m not! All you do is look at movies and download free pornography You have an album to record, remember Ben? Fuck my album, I’m done! My passion is now adding friends
I’ve met so many people I swear it will never end 206 I’m gonna get 210 I’m networking with people I’ve met all my favourite rappers, hieroglyphics, alcoholics But they never return your comments True He won’t even talk to me, he probably thinks I’m stalking him The Blue Scholars are harder to get a hold of than Lil’ Jon is But fuck it I’mma keep trying One day I’ll get that cameo I’mma stick out like Monica from California with that cameltoe Tina from Virginia sent me pictures of her naked And Benson says he’s into the city don’t sleep and he plays it So I don’t agree with you conscience, this is not time wasted Even though my eyes are bleeding and I never leave the basement See I’m happy here, so why don’t you just leave me alone Myspacemusic/macklemore that’s my new home Fuck the studio! This is my last track I found a new reality and I’m never gonna come back
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Tom! Tom man! Dude for a minute let me get outta here bro I’m gonna go over to Hotmail, just for a second I’m gonna come right back