[Intro: Alfred Hitchcock]

I trust that everyone is enjoying the music

As the title of the album suggests

This was meant for your listening pleasure

While you are being done in

[Verse 1]

Call this evil intent, like me in a limo (Yeah)

Like the shade in these windows

Smoke gray, ladies go mental

But no way they can see in though (Nah)

OJ blade is a pencil (Yeah)

Propane tank in my cranium

Code-name Titanium Temple

I almost swallowed my car

I call my Mercedes a Benzo

Bitch, I ball like a baby

Ball like J, but not Jay as in

Jay-Z, J as in Leno

'Cause I got a huge mansion

No, huge man chin, new Manson, loose cannon

Too scandalous, Sue Atkins

The kinda crazy you can’t fix

I'm still the one that your parents hate

I'm in your house eating carrot cake

While I sit there and wait and I marinate

I’m irritated, you 'bout to meet a scary fate

And come home to find yourself starin' straight into a fuckin' barrel like Sharon Tate

Dre's on concerto while I narrate

Yeah, you be on the straight and narrow like a fuckin' arrow shape

I be on a higher plane in aerospace

With so much leg-room and air space on this airplane

Unlike you 'cause you're on a flight too, but it’s a staircase

[Chorus]

Now, little engine go, finna vrin-vrin go

I’m losin' control

Heroin and blow, Marilyn Monroe

Overd-d-dose

Time to Ri-Rick Roll, up the en-endo

Like a win-window

Little engine gone, little engine gone

[Verse 2]

I am the top-selling, who cares? (So what? You sound dumb)

Stop dwelling, then stop yelling (You sound like an idiot)

I’m not yelling, you're yelling (Shut up, Jesus Christ; guys, guys)

Smart-aleck, goddamn it (You sound like an idiot, oh my God)

Fuck is that? Stop hammering, goddamn (Guys, hey, stop arguing)

That's what it sounds like in my brain

Much as I fight to restrain

I have the right to remain violent

Any rhyme that I say can and will be used against you

Icicle veins, mics'll get slain

Like they were strangled with bicycle chains

You’re gonna have to come identify the remains

Wait, what?

I said my head is twisted like a bread tie (Yup)

Can't get a fuckin' word in edgewise (Shut up)

Success overnight like a red-eye (Bitch)

Dressed like a Jedi at a Best Buy on the Westside

I'm hot, dawg

No, you're not, I'm the guy with the Oscar at Meijers

In appliances by the washers and dryers

Chick ran up like, "Marshall on fire"

I looked down and said, "No, I'm not, you're a liar"

She said, "No, your music

Heard you're back with the Doctor," then I heard

[Chorus]

Now, little engine go, finna vrin-vrin go

I'm losin' control

Heroin and blow, Marilyn Monroe

Overd-d-dose

Time to Ri-Rick Roll, up the en-endo

Like a win-window

Little engine gone, little engine gone (Dr. Dre)

[Bridge]

(Psycho) Psycho killer, (Michael) Michael, Thriller

(My flow) My flow apeshit, (I, I go) I go-rilla

(My flow) My flow still a (Psycho) psycho killer (Killer)

(Nitro) Hi ho, Silver

Similes and idioms giddy up

[Verse 3]

I think I can, I think I can

I know I can, psycho I am

Michael, my knife go right hand

In my left hand, I hold mic stand (Yeah)

Little engine gone (Yeah)

Chicka-ch-ch-chill, I got z-z-zero, zero, zip, zip, zilch (Yeah)

Like Kaepernick, I got kn-kn-kneel (Nil)

Word to Goodwill-will, this must be how bein' hood rich feels

Was a ghetto boy, now I ball out like Bushwick Bill (Eyeball out)

Finna take you out like an outro

Bruce Wayne and Alfred, look out, ho

Blueface meets Albert DeSalvo

Balboa with a scalpel

Scoundrel hound with a mouth full of Alpo, now go

[Chorus]

Little engine go, finna vrin-vrin go

I'm losin' control

Heroin and blow, Marilyn Monroe

Overd-d-dose

Time to Ri-Rick Roll, up the en-endo

Like a win-window

Little engine gone, little engine gone