THE PRANK SHOW | Ep 30: BACK TO THE PAST (Pt 3)

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WATCH THEM ALL HERE https://scratch.mit.edu/studios/35278736/ Here we are. Part 3 of the craziest saga yet. This part is a bit boring but not the end. From this point on this saga gets REALLY crazy and peak. Part 4 will be awesome. And…idk I have everything planned for a great saga ahead of us…and I CANT WAIT to share it with yall. I have a small audience. But I have fun making these and showing the few people that are interested. Even though I’m making the show I’m just excited on how these next few parts will turn out. I already have them planned out in my head, just wait and don’t worry. These next few parts will be ABSOLUTE CINEMA. Probably. RUN TIME: 12 minutes 30 seconds Watch the previous parts before this one and actually all the episodes past episode 16 to know what’s happening. Comment “glorious purpose” is you want Have you ever had a dream where y- a dr- wh- y- yo- hav- uh uh dream where uh y- you had- you- a dream that you could do anything? THATS A LUCID DREAM MA BOY ANNOUNCEMENT: Nah I got nothing except for the fact that this saga is PEAK! They tell me, "Keep it simple, " I tell them, "Take it slow" I feed and water an idea so I let it grow I tell them, "Take it easy, " they laugh and tell me, "No" It's cool, but I don't see them laughin' at my money, though They spittin' facts at me, I'm spittin' tracks, catch me? I'm spinning gold out my records, know you can't combat me They tell me, "Jesus walks, " I tell them, "Money talks" Bling got me chill 'cause I'm living in an icebox They tell me I've been sleepin', I say, "I'm wide awake" Tracks hot and ready, so they call me Mr. Easy-Bake They say the grass is greener, I think my grass is dank Driving with a drank on an empty tank to the bank Do you feel me? Take a look inside my brain The people always different, but it always feels the same That's the real me, pop the champagne The haters wanna hurt me, and I'm laughin' at the pain Stayin' still, eyes closed Let the world just pass me by Pain pills, nice clothes If I fall, I think I'll fly Touch me, Midas Make me part of your design None to guide us I feel fear for the very last time They tell me that I'm special, I smile and shake my head I'll give them stories to tell friends about the things I said They tell me I'm so humble, I say, "I'm turning red" They let me lie to them and don't feel like they've been misled They give so much to me, I'm losing touch, get me? Served on a silver platter, ask for seconds, they just let me They tell me I'm a god, I'm lost in the façade Six feet off the ground at all times, I think I'm feelin' odd No matter what I make, they never see mistakes Makin' so much bread, I don't care that they're just being fake They tell me they're below me, I act like I'm above The people blend together, but I would be lost without their love Can you heal me? Have I gained too much? When you become untouchable, you're unable to touch Is there a real me? Pop the champagne It hurts me just to think, and I don't do pain Stayin' still, eyes closed Let the world just pass me by Pain pills, nice clothes If I fall, I think I'll fly Touch me, Midas Make me part of your design None to guide us I feel fear for the very last time Lay still, restless Losing sleep while I lose my mind (yeah) All thrill, no stress All my muses left behind (left behind) World is below So high up, I'm near-divine (I'm so high up) Lean in, let go I feel fear for the very last time Bro the living tombstone is so fire