I heard the new song What? Hey, there's no credits included What? Rapper? I haven't written my lyrics myself Ha-ha-ha-ha Chorus I'm on mood board I'm on your mood board bitch I'm on your mood board bitch I'm on your mood board bitch I'm on your mood board bitch Verse 1 Okay let's talk about it It's finally here Let's put it on white and black This accusation shit Someone thought I had to say it The dirty music industry shut the fuck up Placing, plagiarism, plagiarism, plagiarism Everyone, these guys, plagiarism, plagiarism It's boring, yawnings that come out What is art? What is music? You guys are dirty pussy Copyed items Uncool You can only imitate them pussy Should they sell? Should I make money? We're showing off our minds in our own way We want to be proud The rotten music industry is so silly Are sushi eaten with money that we deceived by children is delicious? Someone exploits again And the scum makes counts We can't keep quiet anymore An end to this system A hyena with no jokes Call Yo-chan Everyone If they'll pay you I can give you an idea Chorus Mood board I'm on your mood board bitch I'm on your mood board bitch I'm on your mood board bitch I'm on your mood board bitch Cuz' l'mma muse, muse, muse It's so hot, you guys pops We were thinking someone had to say it Clean up the dirty music industry Verse 2 A group of artist-like thieves Why don't you use your head without having fun with liposuction? My mouth hurts My next track is ready Clubs that won't play your songs Gwaaaaa ducks are crying wack This dark-cutting female blackjack Independent money stacks Wigs like NENE Nails like NENE Nails like NENE I'm not NENE My head and face are fundamentally different Numbers can't fool you This is the true story This obvious sense is obvious at a glance I don't need the fanbase at the top Don't lower the level I'm so high, SKY-HI Prepare to open Parachute
