Lyrics

Let me tell you about a man with a tooth in the middle
Worked his way to number one, fella Don't play second fiddle, keeps his women
on lock, But the way the people talk, you'd think the
women didn't love it
Hee hee
What the fuck
Now he's jumpin' on a couch, Tellin' Oprah and America
He cannot live without his little girl With baggy eyes, in public
She don't make a sound, cause she plannin' on runnin
Hee hee
TOM CRUISE CANNOT DIE
Tried to do the mummy, didn't do too well, But tommy cruise has got
the formula to break the spell, is the next mission impossible, impossible to tell
Who'd have thought this mother fucker would've aged this well
Leaping over buildings in a single bound
Clinging on to airplanes as they're leave the ground
The box office PROFIT PROPHET that runs
This town, can't keep a motherfucker down
HEE
Zenu bathe us in your immortal glory
TOM CRUISE CANNOT DIE
Zenu bathe us in your immortal glory
Written by: Andrew Barker, Zach Whitehorn
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