You fucking do-gooders, too bad you couldn't do good at marriage
I had you motherfuckers eating salad like a fat bitch
Short tempered, at one stage he would abuse his wife so their marriage was in vain
And showing you and yours that breaking rules is fucking cool again
Middle east/ an arranged marriage , had not choice but to be/
Fuck you bunch is here, never disrespect my family
But if you took a second mr. mirror, you would see
Or living stuck in a marriage unhappily,
It ain't my place to say and i hear all that
The marriage of me and the mic is just like magic
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