It Ain't Nothin' But Music

作曲：Von Carlisle、Rufus Johnson、DeShaun Dupree Holton、Ondre Moore、Denaun Porter、Andre R. Young、Scott Storch、Marshall Mathers、Mike Elizondo It's shit like this I kick to these rich white kids Who just mite see how fucked up this sick life is Whoops I did it again, didn't I? my shit, it's harder to figure out then what britneys tit size is I probably pissed you off again, didn't I bitch? Grab christina gaguilera, kiss my grits Do you know how many shits I give, I wish I did So I could quit givin' these twisted little kids ideas This just in, britney just kissed justin She just fucked ben Got tit fucked And dick sucked him If affleck can get his ass licked how come I can't, shit God damn bitch, I'm rich, I can't understand this Are those pictures I made of us together on the internet As close as im eva gonna get to hittin' her from the back Shit, when it comes to that, I hit harder from the back Then Everlast when hes pluggin' lethal in his fuckin' ass Just gimme one more chance, Britney hit me one more time Let me know whats on your mind, Whitney give me one more line To sniff, you fuckers know what time it is Fuck your jewelery my records almost diamond bitch (Eminem) What's goin' on in the world today? people fightin', feudin', lootin', it's ok Let it go, let it flow, let the good times roll, tell 'em dre (Dr.Dre)it ain't nuttin' but music Whats goin' on in the world today? people fightin', feudin', lootin', it's ok Let it go, let it flow, let the good times roll, tell 'em dre (drdre)it ain't nuttin' but music Eminem doesn't like nsync, well I do So fuck him and the backstreet boys too Whateva happened to the cast of different strokes? Garys broke, todd snort coke, and then an overdose I got two little boys with me Michael jackson sent two helicopters two get me I'm up early with my hair curly Me and Mr.Furley fuckin' lavern and shirly Alotta rappers are livin' in la la land Thats y I let my dogs out on the baha men As bad as the life I had, I'm not mad I don't need to be a jackass two beat up my dad My whole familys country, my grandmothers oldfashioned She keeps askin' me why I rap with a honky But granny I'm a flunky, I could be a junkie I could be hangin' with the hoochies outta the club scene For all the indpendent women in the house Show us your tits and shut your mother fuckin' mouths Robert Downey, Bobby Brownie, Whitney Housten the shit she's usin, Jesse Jackson, reverand scandal, got George Michaels, tevin campbell Pee-wee hermans, peep show places, public restrooms, beat those cases Your mom and dad probably mad at us, we did turned their kids into little body snatchers They like where im from, we don't bite our tongue Are you sure you want niggas 21 to carry guns? It's sad but I'm glad that I'm made to rhyme When you work, you ain't gettin' paid 4 that overtime It's only music, media know it, but they blind I ain't in your life so stay the hell up outta mine And your the reason why princess Diana ended up dying You people get offended, I don't care (stop cryin') Tryin' to get us to leave Coz what we say just ain't playin' But holdin' me back from what I say just ain't me Now whats these parents so mad for? (your music is bad) for teenage kids who drink more than ted danson in cheers Carson drinks beers, we all fart and piss and cuss out our bitch (smoke the ritz) I still do the same old shit, I don't jump infront of a camera and say no shit When they ask me about my sarcastic-ness I just slap them, turn around and ask them this