Some bands I just wanna beat the crap out of
It like all they do is talk about songs of love
Everytime I hear it on the radio I just want to turn it
All this music is so full of sh*t
If they could just, leave it be leave it all alone
Instead of overplaying it after so long
It seems like it the same song after song
While I sit throwing up, sick of all this mess
Can't change it, why
All I know is I'm about to crash the wall
if I have to hear another overplayed pop culture song
I've had it, that's it, that's all, I quit
I'm sick of hearing these boy bands with fake gifts
It's like my ears cannot stand it anymore
Sometime I just wanna bang my head against the door
Headache buildin' up, I've had enough
Britney, coming to town, do I have the guts?
Or am I just gonna stand here and feel my nuts?
Well I'll tell you what, I'm gonna get backstage
Don't believe me, then I'll just throw it all on tape
Christina, I wanna tear it up
Aguilera yeah, doing it standing up
Yeah stand up, I'll tell you the truth
I'll make you hate me, 'cause it wasn't you
8 Mile ain't too late to finally see
You close-minded people are to blind to see
Whoever sees Harry Pothead needs to get shot
Or in this game we say you'll get got
What a piece of mind? Here's a piece of mine
Here to the bottom line
And always I don't get the overhyped movies
Lord of the Rings just seemed so stupid to me
And now this movie Star Wars
Is just a bore, is it just me?
How stupid can these geeks be?
The first was released, one, two, then number three
This bullish show with these bullish actors
(No!) I'm waiting for a horror
Then I went to go see The Ring and dissapointed again
Stuck in this room, this good for nothin'
Man I'm stuck, but wait, scared of somethin'?
{*screams*} Nope, wasn't good enough, time to walk out
New show, money back, or just get thrown out
Eight dollars now, I can't figure it out
New music played, I'm scared to turn the radio on
I'm afraid, but why am I afraid?
Slow rotation and overplayed
Avril needs to find her grave
Skaterboy just give it up
Want me to flip a song I can do any style you want
I'm a mad disser dawg, I don't play with no quitter
Gonna sit until I get enough in me to finally hit a
crazy boiling point, tea pot loud just enough noise
New Kids on the Block got destroyed
An artist worst dream, make them nervous
Ever since Lars cut us from the Napster service
It's like everyones coming up and joining the surface
From the crys of them, you would swear their runnin' circles
From the way they're runnin', you would swear they joined the circus
It's now or never and Kazaa is all or nothin
Tupac Shakur probaly left us, will he be back
In seven years, nine six to zero three
Unreleased music, just can't seem to lose it
Bump Jay-Z for sampling his songs
Don't believe me listen, what's this song
Me and my girlfriend it sounds all the same, what
Bonnie and Clyde, nope, just a different name
Just sick of this, the rap game been put to shame
Gotta do this this until I lose both my lungs
And finally it's over - freestyle done