I′m late! I'm late! Years behind in producing my remake long awaited!
Seems like I landed in a time where nightmares are PG rated
Coraline′s a horrifying borderline rip-off of me, so here's a few pointersYou bit off your design and storyline like a Walrus chomping on oysters
So let me break fast on the little pathetic Hot Topic dresser
Who's fame passed faster than her empty pocketed director
I′m sailing on the ocean, we′re not sitting in the same boat
We all know what happens to kiddies in yellow raincoats
Holding up a Looking Glass; you're far out of the picture
Doing it just like your parents, recognize and ditch ya
But it′s no wonder as, you land next to the ghost kids
How ironic, you've made everybody′s hearts stop motion
Eww, what a messy attitude, something I normally wouldn't want to confront
But when Coraline is at the core of a line
I double up the punches, so let me Tweedle-dunk!
(Ay) Imma spill the tea, but this isn′t a Disney ride
We're both falling asleep when you went over your lines
I've been peeking through my stone and girl, it′s lookin kinda spooky
Cuz I couldn′t find a soul that was invested in your movies
Oh! Chased the win like a Rabbit, and down you flew!
My poem pokes your poker and the cards are playing you
All your magic potions got you trippin' so much, you fell
I′m the queen, you're a creepy crawler smoking up L′s
Your whole life took a dive once you moved to Pink Palace
Home turned out like your head, a circus in the attic
So gather your parents, I'm gonna drag ′em to your end
Letting them push your buttons into Stevie Wonder-land
You've been gone since like the 50s, so watch your step
Once you brought in Johnny, you fell to another depth
This chatter's chapters don′t make her a badder rapper
The tracks you spat are a better battle matter for a madder Hatter
No one could have foresaw the edgy remakes in your future
It′s like you went from Alice in Wonderland to Alice Cooper
Time is buttered, I don't need to paint lies to make you suffer
Eight bars close the shutter on another Other Mother
Save it, dollface; once you′re pushing daisies, you'll be rose red
I′m ripping manic on this schizophrenic; off with all of her heads!
What?
One! Scrap the blackened psychology you're remaining
Two! The theatres put your fame under the basement
Three! Your whole world′s a snow globe, so why diss more!
You've locked the door, Caroline; be careful what you wish for
You could never ever size up, like even if you think your brand would continue to grow
It looks like you totally must've gone mad: Alice in Wonderland syndrome
Cuz your reboots don′t go that far, Alice in the Land of Broken Hearts
Run from your hallucinations, but no dream could heal these scars
