It Just Doesn’t Matter

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, it just doesn't matter

I tell you it just doesn't matter, it just doesn't matter

It just doesn't matter, it just doesn't matter!

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 prayed for us to win, it just wouldn't matter!

I'm jumping out the camino

Stepped out the gas station smelling like hot cheeto's

Recording soft-core on her tivo, modern meatloaf

Re-smoke, got a vegan bitch 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...

Choo's phone gettin blown up by lyor cohen

Christian dior, nothing I'm on it

Go to hawaii fuck 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 bitch wearing elbow pads

Sell her pussy 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 fuckin' 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 [?]

Cause shit real, fly into your windshield and get killed

Buggin' out, had it all - I'm nothing now

I just gave it away

Fucking label can't able put a name to a face

Um, yea

I bust your speakers with some bullshit rap

I'm on drugs, all my new shit wack

Remember that

I ain't ahit but a fraud

But everyone I know ain't nothing to a 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