paroles de chanson Pop Bubble - Body Count , Jamey Jasta
I′m
fed
up
with
this
shit,
man
I'm
gonna
say
it,
ain′t
nobody
gonna
say
it,
I'm
gonna
say
it
Motherfuck
this
shit,
you're
all
whores
Music
ain′t
sayin′
shit
no
more
Read
my
lips
(read
my
lips)
Read
my
lips
you
ain't
talkin′
about
shit
America's
losing
they
cribs
Why
you
braggin′
about
the
shit
you
did?
All
the
shit
that
you
buy,
most
of
it
lies
Yeah,
I
know
and
you
know
I
know
The
government's
tapping
the
net
Why
you
rappin′
about
your
car
and
check?
I
miss
P.E.,
I
miss
group's
like
Rage
This
pop
shit's
making
me
physically
sick
Obama
did
8 years
′cuz
Why
you
singing
about
bottles
and
clubs?
This
shit
don′t
make
no
sense
Most
of
your
fans
can't
pay
their
rent
You′ve
been
sold
a
fantasy
You're
livin′
in
a
bubble
full
of
bullshit
A
pop
bubble
full
of
bullshit
You've
been
sold
a
fantasy
You′re
livin'
in
a
bubble
full
of
bullshit
A
pop
bubble
full
of
bullshit
You're
livin′
in
a
bubble
You′ve
been
sold
a
fantasy
Little
do
you
know
the
price
we
pay
The
sick
are
regarded
children
starve
Our
veterans
come
out
to
the
real
war
They're
penitent
on
borrowed
time
The
beggars
steal,
the
media
lies
Now
you′ve
been
bought
and
fuckin'
sold
Feel
steel
like
a
temple,
body
count
Music
is
coming
a
long
way
Guys
have
gone
from
fight
the
power
To
what
does
Kim
Kardashian
have
on
today
The
fuck′s
the
matter
with
you?
This
pop
shit's
driving
me
fucking
crazy
And
I′m
not
talking
about
the
people
that
started
out
being
popstars
I'm
talking
about
so-called
'hardcore′
motherfuckers
That′ll
do
anything
to
get
on
the
radio
Eat
a
dick
Body
Count,
motherfucker
I
can't
fake
it,
this
shit′s
whack
I
say
this
to
your
face,
this
ain't
behind
your
back
You
corny
motherfuckers,
can′t
look
me
in
the
eyes
'Cause
most
of
you
fake
and
you′re
living
a
lie
You're
living
in
a
lie
The
cops
are
still
twisted
The
laws
are
still
fucked
The
rich
are
still
greedy
Government's
still
corrupt
You′re
living
in
a
fucking
lie
The
news
is
all
gossip
People
have
no
hope
So
what,
you′re
making
cash?
Your
soul
is
still
broke
You've
been
sold
a
fantasy
You′re
living
in
a
bubble
full
of
bullshit
A
pop
bubble
full
of
bullshit
You've
been
sold
a
fantasy
You′re
living
in
a
bubble
full
of
bullshit
A
pop
bubble
full
of
bullshit
You're
living
in
a
bubble
Bitch
motherfuckers,
don′t
want
no
fight
Ya
mothefuckin'
pants
too
tight
You'll
be
in
for
a
few
and
then
you′re
through
′Cause
pop
ain't
got
no
love
So
what?
Your
shit′s
in
the
club
You
want
me
to
say
some
names?
I'm
too
seasoned
in
this
game
That
only
give
em
pop
fame
Fuck
bloggers,
fuck
bullshit
hype
Ice
is
the
only
one
tonight
Check
my
history,
ain′t
shit
changed
Still
OG,
and
I'm
still
insane
Turn
that
fucking
radio
off
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