It Just Doesn’t Matter

作曲 : Malcolm McCormick/Eric Dan/Brent Reynolds/Karl Jenkins

制作人 : ID Labs/Ritz Reynolds

作词 : Malcolm McCormick/Eric Dan/Brent Reynolds/Karl Jenkins

They've got the best equipment that money can buy.

Hell, every team they're sending out here

has their own personal masseuse,

not masseur, masseuse!

But, it doesn't matter,

did you know that every mohawk competitor has electrocardiogram,

blood and urine tests,

every 48 hours to see if there's any change in his physical condition?

Did you know they use the most sophisticated training methods

from the Soviet Union in East and West Germany and the newest Olympic power, Trinidad & Tobago.

But it doesn't matter,

it just doesn't matter, *2

I tell you it just doesn't matter,

it just doesn't matter*3

Even if we win, if we win, ha!

Even if we win, even if we play so far over our heads that our noses bleed for a week to 10 days,

even if God from Heaven above points his hand at our side of the field,

and even if every man, woman, and child held hands together prayed for us to win,

it just wouldn't matter!

I'm jumping out the Camino

Slept at the gas station, smell like hot cheeto's

Recording soft-core on her Tivo, Ma, the meatloaf!

Re-smoke, got a vegan b***h in the Peace Corp

All she ever do is ask me what I eat meat for

Hold up! Pause! Always up with the quota, boss

Wake up in polo, sleep in Lacoste

Travel across the world, but that didn't phase me

Couple people that I know, they happen to play me

Once they start to realize that I'm actually crazy

shit I'm actually crazy! Um... and...

Q's phone gettin blown up by Lyor Cohen

Christian Dior, nothing I'm owning

Go to Hawaii **** with Samoans

Get faded and sleep in the oceans

Keep it in motion, I'm rolling, yea, yea, I'm rolling

Keep it in motion, I'm rolling, yea, yea, I'm rolling

And your b***h wearing elbow pads

Sell her p***y over Melrose Ave

I've been to hell and back trying to get attached to my better half

Never that, the smiles so gone, so bring the coke on 'em

Higher than Voltron, with a bunch of gold on

Caucasians still love me like my name was Michael Bolton

Hold on, do you ****ing dirty like the soap gone

Froze on, it's bone chilling, colder than the Pope's secrets

Older than Capone's demons, coming from a place where there was no Jesus

Walking behemoth, I increase the Feces

Cause shit real, fly into your windshield and get killed

Buggin' out, had it all, I'm nothing now, I just gave it away

**** a label, Cain and Abel, put a name to a face

Um, yea

I bust your speakers with some bull shit rap

I'm on drugs, all my new shit wack

Remember that, I ain't shit but a fraud

But everyone I know ain't nothing to God

But everyone I know ain't nothing to God

It kills you, it feeds off the Earth

A night like this, one of us could get up in the middle of the night Grab an axe and cut somebody's head off

编程 : ID Labs/Ritz Reynolds

母带工程师 : Mike Bozzi

人声 : Mac Miller

录音工程师 : Josh Berg

混音师 : E. Dan