[00:00.00] 作词 : Von Carlisle/DeShaun Dupree Holton/Rufus Johnson/Marshall Mathers/Ondre Moore/Denaun Porter/Andre R. Young/Mike Elizondo
[00:00.28] 作曲 : Von Carlisle/DeShaun Dupree Holton/Rufus Johnson/Marshall Mathers/Ondre Moore/Denaun Porter/Andre R. Young/Mike Elizondo
[00:00.57]Fight Music - D-12
[00:23.60]This kind of music, use it,
[00:24.97]and you get amped to do *************t
[00:26.33]Whenever you hear some *************t
[00:27.88]and you can't refuse it
[00:28.89]It's just some *************t,
[00:29.95]for these kids,
[00:30.81]to trash they rooms with
[00:31.73]Just refuse whenever
[00:33.10]they asked to do *************t
[00:34.28]The type of *************t that you don't
[00:35.88]have to ask who produced it
[00:37.24]You just know that's the new *************t
[00:39.54]The type of *************t that
[00:40.95]causes mass confusion
[00:42.56]and drastic movement of
[00:43.76]people actin stupid
[00:45.32]I come to every club with
[00:46.57]intention to do harm
[00:47.67]With a prosthetic arm and
[00:49.17]smelling like Boone's Farm
[00:50.48]hiding under tables as soon as I hear alarms
[00:53.61]Paranoid thief that'll steal from his own moms
[00:55.90]Conniving Kon, Artis with a bomb
[00:58.91]Strapped to my stomach screaming,
[01:00.90]"Let's get it on!"
[01:01.63]A lush that love to drink,
[01:02.82]drunk driving a tank
[01:04.07]Rollin over a bank,
[01:05.25]cops see me and faint
[01:06.65]It's drastic,
[01:07.65]I'm past my limit of coke
[01:09.03]I think I'll up my high
[01:10.43]by slitting your throat
[01:11.38]Push your baby carriage into the street,
[01:13.15]'til it's mince meat
[01:14.09]Your mens been beat the minute
[01:15.74]I step onto your street
[01:17.31]This is fight music!
[01:18.78]You know why my hands are so numb? （No）
[01:20.54]Cause my grandmother sucked
[01:21.54]my ************* and I didn't cum （oh）
[01:23.14]Smacked this whore for talking crap （*************）
[01:24.66]So what if she's handicapped,
[01:25.86]the ************* said Bizarre couldn't rap
[01:27.72]I ******g hate you;
[01:29.15]
[01:29.67]I'll take your drawers down and rape you
[01:32.09]While Dr. Dre videotapes you （hell yeah!）
[01:34.11]Satan done got me on this song
[01:35.58]eating a hot dog reading the Holy Qu'ran,
[01:37.65]while I'm on the john
[01:39.14]Tired of wearing this yellow thong
[01:40.99]Take it back Sisqo,
[01:42.07]you know where it belongs
[01:43.60]Now here's a gun,
[01:44.43]I'll put it in your palm
[01:46.23]Now go over there and
[01:47.43]blow up Dru Hill's arms
[01:48.64]************* your love songs
[01:49.38]This kind of music, use it,
[01:50.84]and you get amped to do *************t
[01:52.19]Whenever you hear some *************t
[01:53.56]and you can't refuse it
[01:54.63]It's just some *************t,
[01:55.76]for these kids,
[01:56.46]to trash they rooms with
[01:57.57]Just refuse whenever
[01:58.88]they asked to do *************t
[02:00.15]The type of *************t that you don't
[02:01.73]have to ask who produced it
[02:03.32]You just know that's the new *************t
[02:05.57]The type of *************t that
[02:06.78]causes mass confusion
[02:08.32]and drastic movement of
[02:09.60]people actin stupid
[02:11.10]Just bring who you gon' bring on,
[02:12.87]who you gon' swing on?
[02:14.13]I'm King Kong,
[02:15.05]guns blow you to king-dom come
[02:16.91]Show you machine gun funk
[02:18.85]Sixteen m-16's and one pump
[02:21.19]The snub in my paw,
[02:22.63]shove it in your jaw
[02:23.89]Have you running out this
[02:25.80]******g club in your drawers
[02:27.09]We loving the broads,
[02:28.42]there's nothing to applaud
[02:29.53]But ************* it it's all good,
[02:31.01]the hood is up in The Source
[02:32.53]It's fight music
[02:33.78]I'm a ************* that loves scuffles
[02:35.13]And won't hesitate to sock
[02:36.42]you again for swollen knuckles
[02:37.67]I'm like that, catch a ************* like bear traps
[02:40.18]Blow his head back right in front of
[02:42.03]the precinct saying, "You hear that?"
[02:43.35]I slap your freak, bump you and won't speak
[02:45.62]If you step on my feet,
[02:46.95]you get drowned in your own drink
[02:48.52]I suffocated my shrink just for talking
[02:50.08]Came back and ****** up his pallbearers
[02:52.33]and made 'em drop his coffin
[02:53.77]It's fight music!
[02:55.11]These beads I'm swinging is stinging 'em
[02:56.93]See all these *************z?
[02:57.99]When I step in the club,
[02:59.38]I'm bringing 'em
[03:00.33]If any ************* looking too hard,
[03:01.36]we Rodney King'n 'em
[03:02.15]Malice green to them and
[03:03.19]gasolinin 'em with premium
[03:03.93]Light a cigarette,
[03:05.31]flick it at 'em or spit it at 'em
[03:07.23]Hold up a picture of his family
[03:09.16]and kick it at him
[03:10.23]Blast while you right hooking,
[03:11.19]right when your wife's looking
[03:12.65]************* fight music,
[03:13.79]************* this is losing your life music!
[03:15.28]If I could capture the rage of
[03:16.71]today's youth and bottle it
[03:17.88]Crush the glass from my bare
[03:19.33]hands and swallow it
[03:20.50]Then spit it back in
[03:21.74]the faces of you racists
[03:23.07]and hypocrites who think
[03:24.14]the same *************t but don't say *************t
[03:26.38]You Liberace's, Versace's,
[03:27.03]and you nazis
[03:28.07]Watch me, cause you thinking
[03:29.85]you got me in this hot seat
[03:31.69]You mother******s wanna JUDGE
[03:33.34]me cause you're NOT me
[03:34.38]You'll never STOP me,
[03:35.28]I'm TOP speed as you POP me
[03:36.71]I came to save these new
[03:37.97]generations of babies
[03:39.15]from parents who failed to
[03:40.64]raise 'em cause they're lazy
[03:41.91]to grow to praise me
[03:43.32]I'm makin 'em go crazy
[03:44.63]That's how I got this whole
[03:46.05]nation to embrace me
[03:47.16]And you fugazi if you think
[03:48.71]I'ma admit wrong
[03:49.73]I cripple any hypocritic
[03:51.27]critic I'm sic'd on
[03:52.13]And this song is for any
[03:53.68]kid who gets picked on
[03:55.85]A sick song to retaliate to,
[03:57.21]and it's called..
[03:58.60]This kind of music, use it,
[04:00.04]and you get amped to do *************t
[04:01.24]Whenever you hear some *************t
[04:02.28]and you can't refuse it
[04:03.49]It's just some *************t,
[04:04.43]for these kids,
[04:05.26]to trash they rooms with
[04:06.29]Just refuse whenever
[04:07.32]they asked to do *************t
[04:08.80]The type of *************t that you don't
[04:10.35]have to ask who produced it
[04:11.87]You just know that's the new *************t
[04:14.25]The type of *************t that
[04:15.72]causes mass confusion
[04:16.78]and drastic movement of
[04:18.07]people actin stupid
[04:19.49]It's fight music!

作词 : Von Carlisle/DeShaun Dupree Holton/Rufus Johnson/Marshall Mathers/Ondre Moore/Denaun Porter/Andre R. Young/Mike Elizondo
作曲 : Von Carlisle/DeShaun Dupree Holton/Rufus Johnson/Marshall Mathers/Ondre Moore/Denaun Porter/Andre R. Young/Mike Elizondo
Fight Music - D-12
This kind of music, use it,
and you get amped to do *************t
Whenever you hear some *************t
and you can't refuse it
It's just some *************t,
for these kids,
to trash they rooms with
Just refuse whenever
they asked to do *************t
The type of *************t that you don't
have to ask who produced it
You just know that's the new *************t
The type of *************t that
causes mass confusion
and drastic movement of
people actin stupid
I come to every club with
intention to do harm
With a prosthetic arm and
smelling like Boone's Farm
hiding under tables as soon as I hear alarms
Paranoid thief that'll steal from his own moms
Conniving Kon, Artis with a bomb
Strapped to my stomach screaming,
"Let's get it on!"
A lush that love to drink,
drunk driving a tank
Rollin over a bank,
cops see me and faint
It's drastic,
I'm past my limit of coke
I think I'll up my high
by slitting your throat
Push your baby carriage into the street,
'til it's mince meat
Your mens been beat the minute
I step onto your street
This is fight music!
You know why my hands are so numb? （No）
Cause my grandmother sucked
my ************* and I didn't cum （oh）
Smacked this whore for talking crap （*************）
So what if she's handicapped,
the ************* said Bizarre couldn't rap
I ******g hate you;
I'll take your drawers down and rape you
While Dr. Dre videotapes you （hell yeah!）
Satan done got me on this song
eating a hot dog reading the Holy Qu'ran,
while I'm on the john
Tired of wearing this yellow thong
Take it back Sisqo,
you know where it belongs
Now here's a gun,
I'll put it in your palm
Now go over there and
blow up Dru Hill's arms
************* your love songs
This kind of music, use it,
and you get amped to do *************t
Whenever you hear some *************t
and you can't refuse it
It's just some *************t,
for these kids,
to trash they rooms with
Just refuse whenever
they asked to do *************t
The type of *************t that you don't
have to ask who produced it
You just know that's the new *************t
The type of *************t that
causes mass confusion
and drastic movement of
people actin stupid
Just bring who you gon' bring on,
who you gon' swing on?
I'm King Kong,
guns blow you to king-dom come
Show you machine gun funk
Sixteen m-16's and one pump
The snub in my paw,
shove it in your jaw
Have you running out this
******g club in your drawers
We loving the broads,
there's nothing to applaud
But ************* it it's all good,
the hood is up in The Source
It's fight music
I'm a ************* that loves scuffles
And won't hesitate to sock
you again for swollen knuckles
I'm like that, catch a ************* like bear traps
Blow his head back right in front of
the precinct saying, "You hear that?"
I slap your freak, bump you and won't speak
If you step on my feet,
you get drowned in your own drink
I suffocated my shrink just for talking
Came back and ****** up his pallbearers
and made 'em drop his coffin
It's fight music!
These beads I'm swinging is stinging 'em
See all these *************z?
When I step in the club,
I'm bringing 'em
If any ************* looking too hard,
we Rodney King'n 'em
Malice green to them and
gasolinin 'em with premium
Light a cigarette,
flick it at 'em or spit it at 'em
Hold up a picture of his family
and kick it at him
Blast while you right hooking,
right when your wife's looking
************* fight music,
************* this is losing your life music!
If I could capture the rage of
today's youth and bottle it
Crush the glass from my bare
hands and swallow it
Then spit it back in
the faces of you racists
and hypocrites who think
the same *************t but don't say *************t
You Liberace's, Versace's,
and you nazis
Watch me, cause you thinking
you got me in this hot seat
You mother******s wanna JUDGE
me cause you're NOT me
You'll never STOP me,
I'm TOP speed as you POP me
I came to save these new
generations of babies
from parents who failed to
raise 'em cause they're lazy
to grow to praise me
I'm makin 'em go crazy
That's how I got this whole
nation to embrace me
And you fugazi if you think
I'ma admit wrong
I cripple any hypocritic
critic I'm sic'd on
And this song is for any
kid who gets picked on
A sick song to retaliate to,
and it's called..
This kind of music, use it,
and you get amped to do *************t
Whenever you hear some *************t
and you can't refuse it
It's just some *************t,
for these kids,
to trash they rooms with
Just refuse whenever
they asked to do *************t
The type of *************t that you don't
have to ask who produced it
You just know that's the new *************t
The type of *************t that
causes mass confusion
and drastic movement of
people actin stupid
It's fight music!