Be Careful What You Wish For (Extended Version)

Verse 1:
As I walk through the bunker tunes on my radio I hear that
There’s a Professor who likes to trade blows
Now his tunes are good for dancing and getting down
But I hear he thinks That he’s the Baddest Man around

Look at you Mr. Fancy Shorts and matching funny hat
they sure lowered the bar when it comes to being bad
And your accent is making me go more insane
Than that time I had a microchip installed in my brain

You sing the praise of Caruana, all the songs that he produces
Tell me when was the last time you had an instrument in your hands
This song that plays behind me I record, produce, and edit
Not to toot my own horn, but TOOT TOOT, oh just forget it….

Chorus:
You say you're the best around-
Be Careful What You Wish For!
I say that you're just a clown-
Be Careful What You Wish For!
You brought this upon yourself-
Be Careful What You Wish For!
Just get off this Carousel-
Be Careful What You Wish For!

Verse 2:
Yes you got an ape, well mighty that's cute
But we Toy Soldiers, we got ourselves multitudes of grinning robots,
They're armed to the teeth with their DropBear Cannons
And the Wolverine Trebuchet’s pointed in your direction

And if that wasn't enough when your sleeping late at night,
Our hamsters sneak in, creep in, and they will swipe
All your English Breakfast and your Earl Grey too
Then party like it was 1892

I don't think you grasp the gravity of the situation
The whole world at your fingers in this social generation
You better watch who you ask to make a dis song about you
You never know who might be sending you right back home to school

Chorus:
You say you're the best around-
Be Careful What You Wish For!
I say that you're just a clown-
Be Careful What You Wish For!
You brought this upon yourself-
Be Careful What You Wish For!
Just get off this Carousel-
Be Careful What You Wish For!

Verse 3:
I don’t think you comprehend what you’ve started.
Do you think that one nod would be enough?
Everyone knows how you are, when you start spitting bars
A chap hop diamond in the rough

But my band is come back to make you see,
That the future of music lies with me,
Because you ignored my first verse, and a reply takes longer
Than The wait for Doctor Who on my tv.

You think your studio album is the tops,
Well take a listen Professor,
I’ve got zero investors
And my handmade, handcrafted albums 1 & 2
Will spin circles around Caruana & you.