Annakin Slayd No Scruples
Open up! Open up! It's an intervention
This dignity train's in reverse direction
Better catch a breath before I spit offensive
Yeah I'ma pause now so I can lift the tension
Now back to venting
Back to trying to get more cash than Benson
Cause I'm hungry like a Hollywood actress
Getting all trashed in the back of taxis
I can be a Obama basher
But I'll be an campaign backer if he'll slash my taxes
BET wants chicks and booties
but the Rap City picks about as hip as Hootie
I don't mind putting ass in the frame
Cause minimum class leads to maximum fame
So I'ma send that Candy straight to your pupils
Cause y'all know me, I ain't got no scruples
No, no, no! I ain't got no scruples, man
Somebody go call Superman
Get drunk and crunk and funk as you command
No, no! I ain't got no scruples, man
I want celebrity status
Do anything you want me to do to have it
Even sell out on this tune like Jessica Rabbit
Cause all I want and need's celebrity status
Na, na, na, na, na, na
Now I can get on TMZ by going UFC
Smack up the paparazzi call me GSP
I think Akon should dress like the Ultimate Warrior
Check out his live show, that's the feel he's goin' for
Girls, don't you take shit from no man
Tramp around town like Lindsay Lohan
Just because you strip down don't make you a slut, right?
Then how come Christina ain't havin more mudfights?
Pushing ye-yo, Bumfights with J-lo,
X-Box till I drop but I still got the halo
If you're rich, I'm single, so get rich off my single
Sold Bill Gates my song now it's Microsoft's jingle
Place my track in an ad for Hooters
Cause y'all know me, I ain't got no scruples
No, no, no! I ain't got no scruples, guy
Let's all pray to Tom Cruise tonight
Get drunk and crunk and funk until the ya die
No, no! I ain't got no scruples guy
I want celebrity status
Do anything you want me to do to have it
Even sell out on this tune like Jessica Rabbit
Cause all I want and need's celebrity status
na, na, na, na, na, na
I'd do anything to get in Perez Hilton's blog
Make a sex tape with Paris Hilton's dog
So I'm all up in your face like a date with Shamwow
on every tune, auto tune get that cash now!
And I'll still butt heads like Zinedine Zidane
With the short sighted cats whom didn't think I can
Dropping disses through this whole song
But I'll feel like Michael Richards when the joke goes wrong
Who gives a f..ck who outsells who?
Now both your records are wack, what's that tell you?
That you rappers really know how to abuse an idea
Wanna know how it died, guy, use your Ikea
How do we save rap? I'm a search Google
But who am I kidding? I ain't got no scruples
just because you can doesn't mean you should
But I'm the one who's rocking out in Hollywood
I'ma never ever let your conscience stop me
Cause you ain't the one posing for the paparazzi
