[00:00.00] 作词 : Von Carlisle/DeShaun Dupree Holton/Rufus Johnson/Marshall Mathers/Ondre Moore/Denaun Porter/Andre R. Young/Mike Elizondo
[00:01.00] 作曲 : Von Carlisle/DeShaun Dupree Holton/Rufus Johnson/Marshall Mathers/Ondre Moore/Denaun Porter/Andre R. Young/Mike Elizondo
[00:23.82]This kind of music, use it, and you get amped to do ****e
[00:26.80]Whenever you hear some ****ed and you can't refuse i
[00:28.93]It's just some ****ed, for these kids, to trash they rooms wit
[00:31.76]Just refuse whenever they asked to do ****e
[00:34.61]The type of ****ed that you don't have to ask who produced i
[00:37.59]You just know, that's the new ****e
[00:39.91]The type of ****ed that causes mass confusio
[00:42.44]And drastic movement of people actin' stupid
[00:45.22]I come to every club with intention to do harm
[00:47.91]With a prosthetic arm and smellin' like Boone's Farm
[00:50.64]Hidin' under tables as soon as I hear alarms
[00:53.29]Paranoid thief that'll steal from his own moms
[00:55.97]Connivin con, Artis with a bomb
[00:58.66]Strapped to my stomach screamin', "Let's get it on!"
[01:01.84]A lush that love to drink, drunk drivin' a tank
[01:04.07]Rollin' over a bank, cops see me and faint
[01:06.70]It's drastic, I'm past my limit of coke
[01:09.33]I think I'll up my high by slittin' your throat
[01:11.35]Push your baby carriage into the street, 'til it's mince meat
[01:14.28]Your mens been beat the minute I step onto your street
[01:17.21]This is fight music
[01:18.53]You know why my hands are so numb?
[01:19.99](No)
[01:20.45]'Cause my grandmother sucked my d**k and I didn't cu
[01:22.53](Oh)
[01:23.04]You smacked this whore for talkin' crap
[01:24.56](****
[01:24.91]So what if she's handicapped, the **** said, "Bizarre couldn't rap
[01:27.90]I ****in' hate you, I'll take your drawers down and rape yo
[01:31.28]While Dr. Dre videotapes you
[01:33.31](Hell, yeah)
[01:33.82]Satan done got me on this song
[01:35.73]Eatin' a hot dog readin' the Holy ****, while I'm on the Joh
[01:38.77]Tired of wearin' this yellow thong
[01:41.25]Take it back Sisqo, you know where it belongs
[01:43.42]Now here's a gun, I'll put it in your palm
[01:45.90]Now go over there and blow up Dru Hill's arms
[01:48.43]**** your love song
[01:49.29]This kind of music, use it, and you get amped to do ****e
[01:51.88]Whenever you hear some ****ed and you can't refuse i
[01:54.45]It's just some ****ed, for these kids, to trash they rooms wit
[01:57.09]Just refuse whenever they asked to do ****e
[01:59.86]The type of ****ed that you don't have to ask who produced i
[02:02.80]You just know, that's the new ****e
[02:05.13]The type of ****ed that causes mass confusio
[02:07.85]And drastic movement of people actin' stupid
[02:10.49]Just bring who you gon' bring on, who you gon' swing on
[02:13.78]I'm King Kong, guns blow you to kingdom come
[02:16.15]Show you machine gun funk, sixteen M-16's and one pump
[02:21.21]The snub in my paw, shove it in your jaw
[02:24.11]Have you runnin' out this ****ing club in your drawers
[02:26.79]We lovin' the broads, there's nothin' to applaud
[02:29.42]But **** it it's all good, the hood is up in the source
[02:32.15]It's fight music
[02:33.72]I'm a **** that loves scuffles
[02:34.68]And won't hesitate to sock you again for swollen knuckles
[02:37.37]I'm like that, catch a **** like bear traps
[02:39.95]Blow his head back right in front of the priest sayin'
[02:42.73]"You hear that?"
[02:43.39]I slap your freak, bump you and won't speak
[02:45.26]If you step on my feet
[02:47.43]You get drowned in your own drink
[02:48.24]I suffocated my shrink just for talkin'
[02:50.02]Came back and ****ed up his pallbearers
[02:52.15]And made 'em drop his coffin
[02:53.52]It's fight music
[02:54.68]These beads I'm swingin' is stingin' 'em
[02:56.68]See all these ****s? When I step in the club, I'm bringin' 'em
[02:59.26]If any **** lookin' too hard, we Rodney King'n 'em
[03:02.15]Malice green to them and gasolinin' 'em with premium
[03:04.52]Light a cigarette, flick it at 'em or spit it at 'em
[03:07.31]Hold up a picture of his family and kick it at him
[03:09.94]Blast while you right hookin', right when your wife's lookin'
[03:12.68]**** fight music, **** this is losin' your life music!
[03:15.35]If I could capture the rage of today's youth and bottle it
[03:18.04] the glass from my bare hands and swallow it
[03:20.72]Then spit it back in the faces of you racists
[03:23.30]And hypocrites who think the same shit but don't say shit
[03:26.13]You Liberace's, Versace's, and you ****s
[03:28.41]Watch me, 'cause you thinkin' you got me in this hot seat
[03:31.09]You mother****ers wanna judge me 'cause you're not me
[03:33.98]You'll never stop me, I'm top speed as you pop me
[03:36.61]I came to save these new generations of babies
[03:39.25]From parents who failed to raise 'em 'cause they're lazy
[03:42.03]To grow to praise me I'm makin' 'em go crazy
[03:44.46]That's how I got this whole nation to embrace me
[03:47.24]And you fugazi if you think I'ma admit wrong
[03:50.04]I cripple any hypocritic critic I'm sic'd on
[03:52.66]And this song is for any kid who gets picked on
[03:55.40]A sick song to retaliate to, and it's called
[03:58.18]This kind of music, use it, and you get amped to do ****e
[04:00.56]Whenever you hear some ****ed and you can't refuse i
[04:03.09]It's just some ****ed, for these kids, to trash they rooms wit
[04:05.97]Just refuse whenever they asked to do ****e
[04:08.56]The type of ****ed that you don't have to ask who produced i
[04:11.79]You just know, that's the new ****e
[04:13.86]The type of ****ed that causes mass confusio
[04:16.55]And drastic movement of people actin' stupid
[04:19.33]It's fight music
[04:20.56]

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
This kind of music, use it, and you get amped to do ****e
Whenever you hear some ****ed and you can't refuse i
It's just some ****ed, for these kids, to trash they rooms wit
Just refuse whenever they asked to do ****e
The type of ****ed that you don't have to ask who produced i
You just know, that's the new ****e
The type of ****ed that causes mass confusio
And drastic movement of people actin' stupid
I come to every club with intention to do harm
With a prosthetic arm and smellin' like Boone's Farm
Hidin' under tables as soon as I hear alarms
Paranoid thief that'll steal from his own moms
Connivin con, Artis with a bomb
Strapped to my stomach screamin', "Let's get it on!"
A lush that love to drink, drunk drivin' 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 slittin' 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 d**k and I didn't cu
(Oh)
You smacked this whore for talkin' crap
(****
So what if she's handicapped, the **** said, "Bizarre couldn't rap
I ****in' hate you, I'll take your drawers down and rape yo
While Dr. Dre videotapes you
(Hell, yeah)
Satan done got me on this song
Eatin' a hot dog readin' the Holy ****, while I'm on the Joh
Tired of wearin' 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 song
This kind of music, use it, and you get amped to do ****e
Whenever you hear some ****ed and you can't refuse i
It's just some ****ed, for these kids, to trash they rooms wit
Just refuse whenever they asked to do ****e
The type of ****ed that you don't have to ask who produced i
You just know, that's the new ****e
The type of ****ed that causes mass confusio
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 kingdom 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 runnin' out this ****ing club in your drawers
We lovin' the broads, there's nothin' 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 priest sayin'
"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 talkin'
Came back and ****ed up his pallbearers
And made 'em drop his coffin
It's fight music
These beads I'm swingin' is stingin' 'em
See all these ****s? When I step in the club, I'm bringin' 'em
If any **** lookin' 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 hookin', right when your wife's lookin'
**** fight music, **** this is losin' your life music!
If I could capture the rage of today's youth and bottle it
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 shit but don't say shit
You Liberace's, Versace's, and you ****s
Watch me, 'cause you thinkin' you got me in this hot seat
You mother****ers 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 ****e
Whenever you hear some ****ed and you can't refuse i
It's just some ****ed, for these kids, to trash they rooms wit
Just refuse whenever they asked to do ****e
The type of ****ed that you don't have to ask who produced i
You just know, that's the new ****e
The type of ****ed that causes mass confusio
And drastic movement of people actin' stupid
It's fight music