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You spend three days telling us we're gay You claim we're fake and nobody likes The Who-Dey If you can do it better than we'd love to hear you try But we know that you can't so shut your mouth and get a life ?The Who-Dey aint music, you just a bunch of losers The fame, your gonna lose it, your fans are gonna boo ya Noobs, learn how to play guitar and sing too Cause nobody wants to hear a chant about how to shoot Never touch my nuts cause I know you wanted to? Yeah we hear it all the time, it aint nothing new If you don't like what we do, then that's too bad But you know your missing out, this is more than a fad And it's sad that you have the time to be mad And try to tell us that we suck, that it takes nothing to rap If you can make music then we'd like to hear it We all know you can't so just sit back and cheer us Fear us like you know you do, you won't come near us A lotta talk, no walk, your expiration date is nearing You best be quick on ya feet, cause if we see you on the street If we ever happen to meet, you'll regret this beef (chorus) Songtexte African chants is what you think about rap Your passing a chance to cash in on this crap If you paid attention in class or had any common sense You would know that this is music, so you wouldn't spend Three long day to tell us we're gay Get a life man, and maybe lose some weight But wait, you cant, your too damn fat You're a lazy punk ass and your afraid of moving fast Maybe that's why you don't get it, why you hate rap We talk to fast, so you can't understand How bout I slow it down, can you catch up now Do you understand the words coming out of my mouth You try to take us down, but who's behind ya? This is a Who Dey town, nobody's gonna try ta Make us look bad cause we'll set them on fire (chorus) Hate it or love it, the underdogs on top Nobody thought that we could get so hot Started off simple, then we blew up Everybody loves us, you're just screwed up Chewed up is what your gonna be soon enough For booing us, its true enough, you think you're tough not many people can say they dislike us you alone on your own boat tryna to fight us From DC to LA we got supporters and no shortage of fans in Portage, we keep getting orders Tapes and CD's, can you see deez peeps? Wanting to get their music from the Who-Dey heat It sweet, when people come up to greet Ask about the next CD hows its gonna be when it comes out, and who stole the cookies cant you see everybody buyin into the hype everybody knows just how tight we are So don't even try to fight it, just go play your guitar (chorus) x2 Aus Songtexte Mania