Ain't Nuttin' But Music
Lyrics
It's s**t like this, I kick to these rich white kids Who just might see how f**ked up this sick life is Whoops, I did it again, didn't I? My s**t's harder to figure out than what Britney's tit size isfull lyrics...
Features Of This Song
hardcore rap attitudemidwest rap roots
electronica influences
basic rap roots
danceable beats
a poetic rap delivery
angry lyrics
explicit lyrics
lyrics that use twisted humor
a repetitive song structure
the use of chordal patterning
a tight kick sound
a slow moving bass line
synth riffs
a highly synthetic sonority
a dry recording sound
radio friendly stylings
production by an iconic producer
lyrics by a famous rap artist
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Let it go, let it flow, let the good times roll Stop tryin' to get us to leave 'cause what we say just ain't clean I'm up early wit my hair curly People fightin', feudin', lootin', it's okay Me and Mr. Furly, fuckin' Laverne and Shirley Robert Downey, Bobby Brownie Let it go, let it flow, let the good times roll Y'all the reason why Princess Diana ended up dyin' Jesse Jackson, Reverend Scandal And she keeps askin' me, why I rap wit a honky Got George Michael's, Tevin Campbell's People fightin', feudin', lootin', it's okay I got two little boys with me Tell 'em Dre, it ain't nuttin' but music What's goin' on in the world today? Whatever happened to the cast of Different Strokes Let it go, let it flow, let the good times roll So I can quit givin' these twisted little kids ideas Just give me one more chance, Britney, hit me one more time I probably pissed you off again, didn't I bitch? So what? We done turned their kids into little body snatchers A lot of rappers are livin' in la la land Shut up, broke or rich, I still do the same old shit So all the independent women in the house You know how many shits I give? I wish I did Tell 'em Dre, it ain't nuttin' but music What's goin' on in the world today? As bad as a life I had, I'm not mad What's goin' on in the world today? I don't jump in front of a camera and change no shit You fuckers know what time it is Publishers: AIN'T NOTHING BUT FUNKIN' MUSIC, ELVIS MAMBO MUSIC, FIVE CARD MUSIC, MUSIC OF WINDSWEPT, TVT MUSIC ENTERPRISE LLC, WB MUSIC CORP. This just in, Britney just dissed Justin Eminem doesn't like N'Sync, well I do Your music is bad for 'em Are those pictures I made of us together on the Internet Whitney Houston, the shit's she's usin' But holdin' back on what I say just ain't me Whitney, give me one more line to sniff As close as I'm ever gonna get to hittin' it from the back? It's only music, media know it but they blind She just fucked Ben, got tit fucked and dick sucked him So when they ask me about my sarcasticness Tell 'em Dre, it ain't nuttin' but music That's why I let my dogs out on the Baha Men You and Christina Gaguilera kiss my grits Are you sure you want niggaz 21 to carry guns? Let me know what's on your mind But grannie I'm a flunky, I could be a junkie People fightin', feudin', lootin', it's okay Tell 'em Dre, it ain't nuttin' but music It's shit like this, I kick to these rich white kids When he's pluggin' Lethal in his fuckin' ass Songwriters: Von Carlisle, Michael Elizondo, Deshaun Holton, Rufus Johnson, Marshall Mathers, Ondre Moore, Denaun Porter, Scott Storch, Andre Young My shit's harder to figure out than what Britney's tit size is Fuck your jewelery, my record's almost diamond, biotch Now what's these parents so mad for? Michael Jackson sent two helicopters to get me I just slap 'em, turn around and ask 'em this Huh, your mom and dad, probably mad at us What's goin' on in the world today? If you people get offended I don't care People fightin', feudin', lootin', it's okay Goddamn, bitch, I'm rich, I can't understand this Gary's broke, Todd's snortin' coke and Dana overdosed Where you work, you ain't gettin' paid for that overtime It's sad but I'm glad that I'm made to rhyme Carson drink beers, we all fart and piss and cuss out our bitch What's goin' on in the world today? Ain't like where I'm from, we don't bite our tongue People fightin', feudin', lootin', it's okay Show us your tits and shut your motherfuckin' mouth So fuck him and the Backstreet Boys too And shit, when it comes to that Tell 'em Dre, it ain't nuttin' but music Tell 'em Dre, it ain't nuttin' but music I ain't in y'all light, so stay the hell up outta mine PeeWee Herman's, peep show places For teenage kids that drink more than Ted Danson in Cheers If Affleck can get his ass licked, how come I can't, shit? Who just might see how fucked up this sick life is Let it go, let it flow, let the good times roll My whole family's country, my grandmother's old fashioned I hit harder from the back than Everlast Whoops, I did it again, didn't I? I could be hangin' with the hoochies out at the club scene I don't need to be a jackass to beat up my dad People fightin', feudin', lootin', it's okay What's goin' on in the world today? Let it go, let it flow, let the good times roll Public restrooms? Beat those cases Let it go, let it flow, let the good times roll


