也許、堅強、假象、鬱悶 鬱悶漸漸變成朋友 我該照顧他還是遠離他 躲在孩子氣的意念裡 不想長大 只因為想要逃避 那樣的壓力 ￡ＫｉＤ

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Just Lose It

[ Intro ]
Down down down, Down down down,
Down down down, Down down down
Ok..
Guess who’s back?
Back again
Shady’s back
Tell a friend
Whaaaaaaaa

Now everyone report to the dance floor
To the dance floor, to the dance floor
Now everyone report to the dance floor
Alright Stop!.....Pajama time

[ Verse 1 ]
Come here little kiddies, On my lap
Guess who’s back with a brand new rap?
And I don’t mean rap as in a new case of child investigation accusation
(argh, argh, argh, argh)
No worries, papa’s got a brand new bag of toys
What else could I possibly do to make noise?
I done touched on everything, but little boys
That’s not a stab at Michael
That’s just a metaphor, I’m just psycho
I go a little bit crazy sometimes
I get a little bit out of control with my rhymes
Good God, dip, do a little slide
Bend down, touch your toes and just glide
Up the center of the dance floor
Like TP for my bunghole
And it’s cool if you let one go
Nobody’s gonna know, who’d hear it?
Give a little ’poot poot’, it’s OK! [Fart Sound]
Oops my cd just skipped
And everyone just heard you let one rip

[ Chorus ]

Now I’m gonna make you dance
It’s your chance
Yeah boy shake that ass
Oops I mean girl girl girl girl
Girl you know you’re my world
Alright now lose it (argh, argh, argh, argh)
Just lose it (argh, argh, argh, argh)
Go crazy (argh, argh, argh, argh)
Oh baby (argh, argh)
Oh baby, baby (argh, argh)

[ Verse 2 ]
It’s Friday and it’s my day
Just to party all the way to sunday
Maybe til monday, I dunno what day
Everyday’s just a holiday
Crusin’ on the freeway
Feelin’ kinda breezy
Got the top down, lettin’ my hair blow
I dunno where I’m goin’
All I know is when I get there
Someone’s gonna ’touch my body’

Excuse me miss, I don’t mean to sound like a jerk
But I’m feelin’ just a little stressed out from work
Could you punch me in the stomach and pull my hair?
Spit on me, maybe gouge my eyes out? (Yeah)
Now, what’s your name girl?
What’s your sign?
Dr Dr:e ’Man, you must be up out your mind’
Dre! (argh, argh)
Beer goggles blind!
I’m just tryna unwind now I’m ..

[ Chorus ]

[ Verse 3 ]
It’s Tuesday and I’m locked up
I’m in jail and I don’t know what happend
They say I was running butt naked
Down the street screaming
(argh, argh, argh, argh)
Well I’m sorry, I don’t remember
All I know is this much, I’m not guilty
They said, ’Save it, boy we got you on tape
yellin’ at an old lady ’touch my body!’’

Now this is the part where the rap breaks down
It gets real intense, no one makes a sound
Everything looks like it’s 8 Mile now
The beat comes back and everybody lose themselves
Snap back to reality, look it’s B.Rabbit!
Yo you signed me up to battle!?, I’m a grown man!
Chubba chubba chubba chubba chubba chubbie
I don’t have any lines to go right here so, chubba teletubbie!
Fella’s (WHAT?!) Fella’s (WHAT?!)
Grab you left nut, make right one jealous (what?)
Black girls, White girls, Skinny girls, Fat girls
Tall girls, Small girls, I’m callin’ all girls
Everyone report to the dance floor
It’s your chance for a little romance whore
Butt squeezin’ it’s the season
Just go (argh, argh, argh, argh)
It’s so appeasin’

[ Chorus ]

[ Outro ]
UmMmMmm touch my body
UmMmMmm touch my body
Ooh boy just touch my body
I mean girl just touch my body