Obscene ft Rage - It Doesn't Matter
rage on the hook and fourth verse...obscene on first 3 verses
vengeful minds, hektik, judge d, oblivious, desolate, hush, 2face, pilze, ice-pic, aztech
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[and old ass tracks]
Story behind the song
found a beat...and weed
Lyrics
(hook)
It doesn't matter if you listen to metal and moshpits
Techno electro or pop hits
Hip hop or rock its all irrelevent topics
I make music for humans
Ghetto or proper,peddling mobsters
To medical doctors,who eva can cop it
Im rockin till im dead and im talkin
To Big L with ebonics in heaven with
Pac and big poppa i gotta get to the booth
Jam master jay scratchin my session with proof
I can act gangsta like all of you gays
Yall get slapped back like hockey shot in games
Im shooting the littlest fag the sillest lads
Into the net that i made
The rep that became,when i collected my fame
Remain the top dawg on the chian
Without rockin a chain pants not on my waste
throwing a glock in ya face just because of ya race
Im lost in this place but i made gold with the rotten down waste
Pure soul when im rocking a state-ment
No control when im flawless in basements
stop It its basic, use ya education to form a creation
ya knowledge ya hatred, ya reputation
ya anomosity to the world come on face it,
lust disgust,looks on ya faces when you see how curupted this place is
I cant describe it myslef, why i havent arrived at my wealth
look at the size of my welts, from being brought up in hell
(hook)
It doesn't matter if you listen to metal and moshpits
Techno electro or pop hits
Hip hop or rock its all irrelevent topics
I make music for humans
Ghetto or proper,peddling mobsters
To medical doctors,who eva can cop it
Im rockin till im dead and im talkin
To Big L with ebonics in heaven with
Pac and big poppa i gotta get to the booth
Jam master jay scratchin my session with proof
lifes a joke but oh-well thats the hand i was delt
Now i got to play the game and i aint a quiter
though so bitter, smashin tracks a hopeless hitter
now i got to deal with the stress and the pain
find a way to break the restraits,man up put the past behide me
so i captured rhyming, in the palm of my hand,the moment i cluth a mic
explosive the second i got a dutch in sight noticed by the sluts and dykes,
ass oh so rype, know as tight,when i react to an insturmental
Just relax itsincoinceadental, im psycco and mental
when i spit raps on the grimmiest tempo, sit back
and dont take my lines so offensive, some things just need to be said
We dont need to pretend,to believe every comment r leader as said
we'd be better off leaving em dead, for poppiong this noscene
to reach in r heads, untill it leads to our death
(hook)
It doesn't matter if you listen to metal and moshpits
Techno electro or pop hits
Hip hop or rock its all irrelevent topics
I make music for humans
Ghetto or proper,peddling mobsters
To medical doctors,who eva can cop it
Im rockin till im dead and im talkin
To Big L with ebonics in heaven with
Pac and big poppa i gotta get to the booth
Jam master jay scratchin my session with proof
I want Marajauan placed in my chest smell of gunja for my very last breath
When im forced in peace to just rest
In a rectagular box in the place i was born
B-o-s-t-o-n 4 life i've sworn in the name of the lord
gradually buildin my stenghts lyricaly built like a tank,feel no guilt in my rank
Killing you fakes never real with the jake seriously, spiritually
healing the weak, when tearing a beat, stand on ya feet
when you hear the steroos leak, im in command and ellite
Untouchable enough with the fucking around
anit toucchin ya if ya bodys chunky and round
The shotty wont sound, (but i promise you) yall be under the ground
discustin you clowns,eruptin and loud
clutching the crown the king of this game
Comin profound bringin the pain
Dope,money makin like slingin the cain'
No phoney fakin when singin for fame
(hook)
It doesn't matter if you listen to metal and moshpit
Techno electro or pop hits
Hip hop or rock its all irrelevent topics
I make music for humans
Ghetto or proper,peddling mobsters
To medical doctors,who eva can cop it
Im rockin till im dead and im talkin
T
