[Verse 1: MC Paul Barman] You rich bastards better get to Mars quick Last night I chased one down a red carpet He got to his parked smart car first and dipped With a head start, shit Hit the gas fast to private air strip The guards there were like “stop,” — they got hearts split Caught up to dude, tackled his ankles, a yardstick From the entrance...Learn More

[Verse: Y*O*U*N*G*M*A*N] Youngcore Tomorrow’s the tenth month once more This joint what intoxicated lungfishes got oxygenated lungs for And like fins grew feet, I want you to step Except when my shades slip off my head from the sweat I don’t rep a place for real although I pretend to In truth I wish I felt how my friends do Fun fact: Youngcore wax...Learn More

It was a midnight competition The YOUNGMAN was hosting The judges were fair The judges were roasting The judges were YOUNGMAN, Celestaphone, and some kind of ghost thing Backhanded compliments deliver that slow sting But YOUNGMAN couldn't front at the lady who dressed Betty Boop And he yammered and stammered in front of his petty group Their eyes...Learn More