H Bone Lyrics
Another rubberneck witness enters the scene unsolicited
Well indisguise as a narrow-minded hypocrite
But it's okay, set the stage
A bigger show, but i can see through this phase
The pawns that you play, think you have credibility
The live show, exposes your ability
To look real fly but i think you missed your plane
(Your CD, it comes with a free gold chain)
And it's around your neck, but what the heck
Cause they bought it
And who cares, you got your money in your pocket
Then the song remains the same, it never changes
The one hit wonders why, he's off the playlist
Following you never laid. Do you want my sympathy?
Crawling to the one i praise. Lack gravity
Pop goes the wheasel goes pop
Until they play you on the radio
Squeeze me to the very last drop
Well i'm your--
Don't be mad at me
I'm on MTV, get my MP3
Pop will the wheasel please stop?
Want some more, you whore?
It's just another business, in the end lookin' for duckets
The DJ plays the single, you say "fuck it"
Splashin' your cash down, because it sounds fat
The other ten tracks are whack, and you've been had
(But the video is gonna go platinum, when the images that represent my album)
But there's not a thought that you bought that i will back
Unless it means, i get more beans for my sack
Following you never laid. Do you want my sympathy?
Crawling to the one i praise. Know your name. Lack gravity
Pop goes the wheasel goes pop
Until they play me on the radio
Squeeze me to the very last drop
Like a whore--
Don't be mad at me
While i'm on MTV, get my MP3
Pop will the wheasel please stop?
Want some more, you whore?
(Okay sonny, i'll need you to sign right here, great, alright then, we're gonna take this song here and make you a one hit wonder, i mean you're gonna make a hit song, ready, take this part right here and move it, uhh, there okay great, now mix it in with some of that new shit, like uh, who's that band selling alot right now? Now get a haircut, try this on. When i say look mad, you just think of all the money you don't have. These things are gonna be great, just like i said)
Pop goes the wheasel goes pop
Until they play you on the radio
Squeeze you to the very last drop
Like a whore--
Don't be mad at me
While i'm on MTV, get my MP3
Pop all you wheasels please stop?
Okay, you rock