Kiss My Little Hairy Ass | Nuts, Noise & Bad Decisions Tour 2026

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🎧 © 2026 DJ Justice. 🎶 Song and Lyrics. All rights reserved.
🌐 dj_justice on Suno → https://suno.com/@dj_justice
🤖 This composition and its lyrics may contain traces of artificial intelligence.
⚠ Unauthorized use or duplication of this music or its lyrics is strictly prohibited without written permission.

💬 𝓡𝓮𝓪𝓭𝔂 𝓽𝓸 𝓲𝓷𝓼𝓹𝓲𝓻𝓮, 𝓬𝓸𝓷𝓷𝓮𝓬𝓽 & 𝓫𝓵𝓸𝔀 𝓶𝓲𝓷𝓭𝓼.

🌍 We've built a German community for Suno artists!
✨ We are the StorytellerZ, find us on Discord:
    👉 https://discord.gg/storytellerz

🎬 MPAA Rating: R
Strong language, frequent profanity, crude humor, sexual references.

🇩🇪 FSK Rating: 12
Mild vulgarity, comedic tone, no violence, no explicit adult content.

🧠 Inspired by the Mini Event COMEDY GOLD. Thank you, MDA!
    👉 https://discord.com/channels/1323355809773649992/1457357793534279812
	👉 https://suno.com/playlist/t-b-d

🎶 The challenge:

🎉 This event is all about pure comedy songs. If you created something hilarious, absurd, chaotic or completely over the top, this is the place for it. Weird ideas, ridiculous stories and musical nonsense are not just allowed, they are celebrated.

📏 The rules are simple and relaxed. Songs should be funny and no longer than five minutes. A track can start serious and turn into a comedy explosion later. The main language should be German, but English phrases, slang and dialects are totally fine.

😂 The only real requirement is fun. The goal is to create good mood, laughs and positive chaos. There are no strict thematic limits. If it makes people smile, it qualifies.

🤪 Creativity has no boundaries here. Silly stories, crazy characters, bizarre situations, nonsense humor and wild imagination are all welcome. The stranger the idea, the better.

❤️ Love and support are encouraged. Enjoy each other’s songs, share the laughter and help build a playlist full of joyful musical madness.

𝗜 𝗺𝗮𝗱𝗲 𝘁𝗵𝗶𝘀 𝘀𝗼𝗻𝗴 𝗼𝗻 𝘁𝗵𝗲 𝘀𝗶𝘅𝘁𝗵 𝗱𝗮𝘆, 𝗮𝗻𝗱 𝗜 𝘄𝗮𝘀𝗻’𝘁 𝘀𝘂𝗿𝗲 𝗶𝗳 𝗶𝘁 𝘄𝗮𝘀 𝗮𝗻𝘆 𝗴𝗼𝗼𝗱. 𝗧𝗵𝗲𝗻 𝗜 𝗰𝗮𝘂𝗴𝗵𝘁 𝗺𝘆𝘀𝗲𝗹𝗳 𝘀𝗽𝗶𝗿𝗮𝗹𝗶𝗻𝗴 𝗶𝗻𝘁𝗼 “𝗪𝗵𝘆? 𝗪𝗵𝘆? 𝗪𝗵𝘆?” 𝗮𝗻𝗱 𝗳𝗶𝗻𝗮𝗹𝗹𝘆 𝘁𝗵𝗼𝘂𝗴𝗵𝘁, “𝗪𝗵𝘆 𝗻𝗼𝘁? 𝗜𝗳 𝘆𝗼𝘂 𝗱𝗼𝗻'𝘁 𝗹𝗶𝗸𝗲 𝗶𝘁, 𝗸𝗶𝘀𝘀 𝗺𝘆 𝗹𝗶𝘁𝘁𝗹𝗲...” 𝗩𝗼𝗶𝗹à.

[Intro]
Yeah, yeah, I know
Too high, too fast, too much

You don’t have to tell me, I’ve heard it all before
Turn it down, calm it down, be normal

Nah

I give a fuck
(I give a fuck)
This is the voice
(this is the range)

If you don’t like it
(Kiss my little hairy ass)

Alright

Run it

[Verse 1]
Well I'm stressed out
No more rest now
How much money do I got? I gotta check now
Goin' nuts over dumb stuff
Like the fact that I haven't been laid in six months

(Six months! Six months! Six months)
(No love, no luck), six month

Goin' off and it ain't my fault
I keep hearing "It's not you
It's your height" a lot
I'm just a rodent that needs consoling
I'm hopin' that someone will understand my motives

And my vocals make people run away

And every time I rap
(People look the other way)

I guess I'm stuck here in my basement with my chipmunk homies

Runnin' in place in a wheel
Like I got no money
I don't get how it happened
Thought I'd make it rapid

People wanna act like my life isn't so tragic

That's why I (stay at the top of my range)
Yeah

[Verse 2]
I talk too high, too fast, too sharp for the format
people notice the pitch first and miss what I’m saying
I explain my stress in full sentences, calm and exact
they turn it into a gimmick and act like that was the plan

I work all week, check numbers, nothing really improves
get told to trust the process by people who don’t show proof
I’m broke in specifics, not vaguely, not as a joke
rent, food, subscriptions, everything counted and known

I don’t need motivation clips or recycled advice
I need something consistent, something usable, precise
every track I release gets labeled funny or odd
nobody mentions the writing, just the voice and the top

I’m not confused, I’m aware, painfully so
I just hate being summarized before I even get a go

(ooohhh)

I hear a lot of mouths, not a lot of minds
too much bullshit dressed up as signs

[Chorus]
I guess I'm stuck here in my basement with my chipmunk homies
Runnin' in place in a wheel
Like I got no money

I don't get how it happened
Thought I'd make it rapid
People wanna act like my life isn't so tragic

That's why I (stay at the top of my range)
Yeah

[Verse 3]
I’m aware of how this sounds, I don’t need it explained
but awareness doesn’t solve it, it just sharpens the pain
I hear “lean into it” like that’s some kind of fix
as if committing harder suddenly changes the mix

I don’t hate my voice, I hate the instant response
where tone overrides meaning before I get a chance
I speak clearly, state motives ahead of the line
still get treated like background instead of a spine

I watch trends burn fast, dressed up as depth
I stay consistent, same effort, same lack of effect
I’m not asking for pity, applause, or a pass
just one clean listen without jokes attached

because past the pitch, the speed, the register range
what I’m saying is grounded, deliberate, and plain

Everybody’s got an opinion to throw
most of it’s noise I already know

[Outro]
And my vocals make people run away
They say it’s funny, then leave anyway
They tell me slow down, lower the pitch
Then ask why the track lost all its edge

I tried being normal, polite, contained
Nobody noticed, nothing changed
So kiss my ass, deal with the sound
If it’s too much, sit the fuck down

You talk so loud like it means a damn thing
(Hey)
half of that shit shouldn’t even leave your brain
(Hey)

That’s why I stay at the top of my range

You call me a joke? Then suck on the mic
'cause your whole damn crew can’t rhyme what I write
Keep barking online, you faceless waste
I’ll wipe my tail on your goddamn face

(Whoooooooo)

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∙∙ ∙–·· ––– ∙∙∙– ∙ –·–– ––– ∙∙– ∙– ∙–·· ∙–·· –∙–∙–– (づ ◕‿◕ )づ –∙–∙–– ∙–·· ∙–·· ∙– ∙∙– ––– –·–– ∙ ∙∙∙– ––– ∙–·· 🎧 © 2026 DJ Justice. 🎶 Song and Lyrics. All rights reserved. 🌐 dj_justice on Suno → https://suno.com/@dj_justice 🤖 This composition and its lyrics may contain traces of artificial intelligence. ⚠ Unauthorized use or duplication of this music or its lyrics is strictly prohibited without written permission. 💬 𝓡𝓮𝓪𝓭𝔂 𝓽𝓸 𝓲𝓷𝓼𝓹𝓲𝓻𝓮, 𝓬𝓸𝓷𝓷𝓮𝓬𝓽 & 𝓫𝓵𝓸𝔀 𝓶𝓲𝓷𝓭𝓼. 🌍 We've built a German community for Suno artists! ✨ We are the StorytellerZ, find us on Discord: 👉 https://discord.gg/storytellerz 🎬 MPAA Rating: R Strong language, frequent profanity, crude humor, sexual references. 🇩🇪 FSK Rating: 12 Mild vulgarity, comedic tone, no violence, no explicit adult content. 🧠 Inspired by the Mini Event COMEDY GOLD. Thank you, MDA! 👉 https://discord.com/channels/1323355809773649992/1457357793534279812 👉 https://suno.com/playlist/t-b-d 🎶 The challenge: 🎉 This event is all about pure comedy songs. If you created something hilarious, absurd, chaotic or completely over the top, this is the place for it. Weird ideas, ridiculous stories and musical nonsense are not just allowed, they are celebrated. 📏 The rules are simple and relaxed. Songs should be funny and no longer than five minutes. A track can start serious and turn into a comedy explosion later. The main language should be German, but English phrases, slang and dialects are totally fine. 😂 The only real requirement is fun. The goal is to create good mood, laughs and positive chaos. There are no strict thematic limits. If it makes people smile, it qualifies. 🤪 Creativity has no boundaries here. Silly stories, crazy characters, bizarre situations, nonsense humor and wild imagination are all welcome. The stranger the idea, the better. ❤️ Love and support are encouraged. Enjoy each other’s songs, share the laughter and help build a playlist full of joyful musical madness. 𝗜 𝗺𝗮𝗱𝗲 𝘁𝗵𝗶𝘀 𝘀𝗼𝗻𝗴 𝗼𝗻 𝘁𝗵𝗲 𝘀𝗶𝘅𝘁𝗵 𝗱𝗮𝘆, 𝗮𝗻𝗱 𝗜 𝘄𝗮𝘀𝗻’𝘁 𝘀𝘂𝗿𝗲 𝗶𝗳 𝗶𝘁 𝘄𝗮𝘀 𝗮𝗻𝘆 𝗴𝗼𝗼𝗱. 𝗧𝗵𝗲𝗻 𝗜 𝗰𝗮𝘂𝗴𝗵𝘁 𝗺𝘆𝘀𝗲𝗹𝗳 𝘀𝗽𝗶𝗿𝗮𝗹𝗶𝗻𝗴 𝗶𝗻𝘁𝗼 “𝗪𝗵𝘆? 𝗪𝗵𝘆? 𝗪𝗵𝘆?” 𝗮𝗻𝗱 𝗳𝗶𝗻𝗮𝗹𝗹𝘆 𝘁𝗵𝗼𝘂𝗴𝗵𝘁, “𝗪𝗵𝘆 𝗻𝗼𝘁? 𝗜𝗳 𝘆𝗼𝘂 𝗱𝗼𝗻'𝘁 𝗹𝗶𝗸𝗲 𝗶𝘁, 𝗸𝗶𝘀𝘀 𝗺𝘆 𝗹𝗶𝘁𝘁𝗹𝗲...” 𝗩𝗼𝗶𝗹à. ∙∙ ∙–·· ––– ∙∙∙– ∙ –·–– ––– ∙∙– ∙– ∙–·· ∙–·· –∙–∙–– (づ ◕‿◕ )づ –∙–∙–– ∙–·· ∙–·· ∙– ∙∙– ––– –·–– ∙ ∙∙∙– ––– ∙–·· [Intro] Yeah, yeah, I know Too high, too fast, too much You don’t have to tell me, I’ve heard it all before Turn it down, calm it down, be normal Nah I give a fuck (I give a fuck) This is the voice (this is the range) If you don’t like it (Kiss my little hairy ass) Alright Run it [Verse 1] Well I'm stressed out No more rest now How much money do I got? I gotta check now Goin' nuts over dumb stuff Like the fact that I haven't been laid in six months (Six months! Six months! Six months) (No love, no luck), six month Goin' off and it ain't my fault I keep hearing "It's not you It's your height" a lot I'm just a rodent that needs consoling I'm hopin' that someone will understand my motives And my vocals make people run away And every time I rap (People look the other way) I guess I'm stuck here in my basement with my chipmunk homies Runnin' in place in a wheel Like I got no money I don't get how it happened Thought I'd make it rapid People wanna act like my life isn't so tragic That's why I (stay at the top of my range) Yeah That's why I (stay at the top of my range) Yeah That's why I (stay at the top of my range) Yeah That's why I (stay at the top of my range) Yeah [Verse 2] I talk too high, too fast, too sharp for the format people notice the pitch first and miss what I’m saying I explain my stress in full sentences, calm and exact they turn it into a gimmick and act like that was the plan I work all week, check numbers, nothing really improves get told to trust the process by people who don’t show proof I’m broke in specifics, not vaguely, not as a joke rent, food, subscriptions, everything counted and known I don’t need motivation clips or recycled advice I need something consistent, something usable, precise every track I release gets labeled funny or odd nobody mentions the writing, just the voice and the top I’m not confused, I’m aware, painfully so I just hate being summarized before I even get a go (ooohhh) I hear a lot of mouths, not a lot of minds too much bullshit dressed up as signs [Chorus] I guess I'm stuck here in my basement with my chipmunk homies Runnin' in place in a wheel Like I got no money I don't get how it happened Thought I'd make it rapid People wanna act like my life isn't so tragic That's why I (stay at the top of my range) Yeah That's why I (stay at the top of my range) Yeah That's why I (stay at the top of my range) Yeah That's why I (stay at the top of my range) Yeah [Verse 3] I’m aware of how this sounds, I don’t need it explained but awareness doesn’t solve it, it just sharpens the pain I hear “lean into it” like that’s some kind of fix as if committing harder suddenly changes the mix I don’t hate my voice, I hate the instant response where tone overrides meaning before I get a chance I speak clearly, state motives ahead of the line still get treated like background instead of a spine I watch trends burn fast, dressed up as depth I stay consistent, same effort, same lack of effect I’m not asking for pity, applause, or a pass just one clean listen without jokes attached because past the pitch, the speed, the register range what I’m saying is grounded, deliberate, and plain Everybody’s got an opinion to throw most of it’s noise I already know [Outro] And my vocals make people run away They say it’s funny, then leave anyway They tell me slow down, lower the pitch Then ask why the track lost all its edge I tried being normal, polite, contained Nobody noticed, nothing changed So kiss my ass, deal with the sound If it’s too much, sit the fuck down You talk so loud like it means a damn thing (Hey) half of that shit shouldn’t even leave your brain (Hey) That’s why I stay at the top of my range You call me a joke? Then suck on the mic 'cause your whole damn crew can’t rhyme what I write Keep barking online, you faceless waste I’ll wipe my tail on your goddamn face (Whoooooooo)

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