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My grandpa fought in World War II
He was such a noble dude
I can't even finish school
Missed my mom, and left too soon
His dad was a fireman
Who fought fires so violent
I think I bored my therapist
While playing him my violin
(Oh, my God) that's so insane
(Oh, my God) that's such a shame
Next to them, my shit don't feel so grand
But I can't help myself from feeling bad
I kinda feel like two things can be said (one, two, three, four)
The world's smallest violin
Really needs an audience
So if I do not find somebody soon (that's right, that's right)
I'll blow up into smithereens
And spew my tiny symphony
Just let me play my violin for you, you, you, you
My grandpa fought in World War II
And he was such a noble dude
Man, I feel like such a fool
I got so much left to prove
All my friends have vaping friends
They're so good at making friеnds
I'm so scared of caving in
Is that entertaining yеt?
(Oh, my God) that's so insane
(Oh, my God) that's such a shame
Next to them, my shit don't feel so grand
But I can't help myself from feeling bad
I kinda feel like two things can be said (one, two, three, four)
The world's smallest violin
Really needs an audience
So if I do not find somebody soon (that's right, that's right)
I'll blow up into smithereens
And spew my tiny symphony
Just let me play my violin for you, you, you, you
Somewhere in the universe
Somewhere someone's got it worse
Wish that made it easier
Wish I didn't feel the hurt
The world's smallest violin
Really needs an audience
So if I do not find somebody soon
I'll blow up into smithereens
And spew my tiny symphony
All up and down a city street
While tryna put my mind at ease
Like finishing this melody
This feels like a necessity
So this could be the death of me
Or maybe just a better me
Now, come in with the timpanis
And take a shot of Hennessy
I know I'm not there mentally
But you could be the remedy
So let me play my violin for you

-Y.V.:
It's the
Dead body shootin', mutant lootin', Penus youthin',
Rootin' snootin', Luger pootin', Ruger loafin',
Bullet showin', way too long grenade foldin',
Triangle, I might mangle your weapon to rap
Flash color coded clips and an RPG hat
Baby baby blue ammo, turn red when it clap
Shoot your face in the fat, give your cadaver a slap
Where the level boss at?
I wanna click-click-clack kapow clickclickclickclack that

-Y.V.:
See 'em, shoot 'em, skin 'em, wear 'em, mount 'em on the wall
If they're completely armor-plated, I'ma shoot 'em in the
Baaaalllin', like a black hole, a vulture flock
You violently challenge, your thangs don't cock
Your things get shot, your party stops
When I roll up Teen Wolfin' on the ambulance top
This ain't no game, ain't never been no show
And I'll gladly gun down the oldest lady you know

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-Y.V.:
I don't need no friends, I don't need no phone
Just a bag of severed head and my Nuclear Throne

-Fish (or Steroids):
Me no believe in trends, me no believe in genome
All me be believe in is the Nuclear Throne

-Y.V.:
I don't need no bread, I don't need no home
Just everybody dead and my Nuclear Throne

-Fish (or Steroids):
Me kill you out of nowhere, me kill you all alone
Me kill you in the face for my Nuclear Throne

-Fish (or Steroids):
Trouble don't wanna, you me gon' gun down your mama
We be for fun kill a llama, do-donkey zebra piranha
Me ride giraffe up on toppa and I'm gonna chahana matata
Who want a piece of the guy who got da horse meat off de schwarma? Kun gara!
Shoot you in the morning, get your blood on my eggs
Shoot you in the hand, head, face, chest, neck, legs
At Chrismahannukwanzaa got him hung on a tree (Boo!)
Jump out me be gunnin' down your fat family
Wanna spell a good time to me, it's M-U-R-D-E-R
N-O-N-S-T-O-P, you don't wanna be-hee hee hee
Your booty a shooty, better than good nudie movie
To me I can get that kooky, hot like the Huxtable Rudy!

Chorus (Repeats 2x)