Rapbeth (Foul is Fair)

Lyrics

Sometime Shakespeare's overdone His constant sadness is no fun The comic relief's the best part Fans just can't wait for it to start The pain inside Macbeth is clear It seems to bring a heavy tear The story's tragic most the time Who needs free reverse when you've got rhymes? What's hip from Macbeth you say? Comic relief, on any day And so we'll take the funny parts And understand just where they start We'll take the rhymes that stick out most And loop them twice so not to boast We've got this sound for MTV We introduce the witches Thrice the A-flat coord has rung Thrice and once the symbol chimed Producer cries "tis time, tis time" Producer cries "tis time, tis time" Round about the record goes Into which our lyrics flow This language is likely not To not go into our pot [Chorus] Double double toil and trouble Fire burn and cauldron bubble Fair is foul and foul is fair We must warn you, Macbeth, beware I never wanted to be a witch Casting spells gives me an itch I'm allergic to my cat And this black robe makes me look fat Bringing apparitions is Not really the type of biz I want to be in for good I would quit if I could But saying that I'm out of here Is not something that people So we're stuck here for a few more years Never mind Hecate's jeers You want an apparition? I'll give you an apparition You listen to your wife too much and you'll end up beheaded Don't tell me what you want What you really really want Macbeth If you want to get ahead By staying away from murder And be happy with your power If you want to get past Act 5 Keeping your head You know that power's bad When it makes one of your loved one's sad Sad, so sad Guess that Malcom wouldn't be too glad When you see what you did to his too dad Fit with Duncan [?] It were done quickly So now I ponder about killing this guy and inheriting even more power So if I do do all these evil deeds I will probably suffer horribly as we all know the power of karma And power corrupts, obviously, so I am determined I guess to stay away from slaying Duncan And stick to living a peaceful life But wait, is this a dagger which I see before me? The handle toward my hand Come! Let me clutch thee And in doing so I will kill Duncan My strange and self-abuse Is the initiate fear that wants hard use My strange and self-abuse Is the initiate fear that wants hard use We are yet but young indeed We are yet but young indeed The moral of the story is Lighten up and try to give A new perspective to your life It's not all dark pain and strife Don't get caught up in old tradition Or swallowed by superstition And thespians would be completer Shouting "Macbeth" in the theatre