It Just Doesn't Matter
Mac Miller
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"They've got the best equipment that money can buy Hell, every team they're sending over here has their own personal masseuse Not masseur, masseuse But, it doesn't matter! Do you know that every mohawk competitor has electrocardiogram Blood and urine tests, every forty-eight hours To see if there's any change in his physical condition? Do you know that they use the most sophisticated training methods from the Soviet Union? 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! 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 ten days Even if God in Heaven above comes down And points his hand at our side of the field Even if every man, woman, and child Held hands together and prayed for us to win It just wouldn't matter!" Yeah Yeah Um, um Jumping out the Camino Just left the gas station, smell like Hot Cheetos Recording soft-core on her TiVo Ma, the 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, paus, always over 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 that 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, f*ck with Samoans Get faded and sleep in the oceans Keep it in motion I'm rolling, yeah, yeah, yeah, I'm rolling Keep it in motion, I'm rolling, yeah 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 I'm 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 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 F*ck a label, Cain and Abel, put a name to a face Um, yeah I bust your speakers with some bullshit 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
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Written by: Malcolm James McCormick, Brent Reynolds, Eric Dan, Karl Jenkins
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