Hell No 歌词

They talk way too much Spend music way to little And what they usually play Aint really all that great Whats up DJ Seems all you play Each and every day When I turn it on It's the same 'ole song Nobody wants to hear Well I'm a product of The bocefus generation Now what they call country Really gets me aggravated Well it's a fact To many acts With a big contract Can't sing a not That song they wrote Aint music to my ears I miss old Johnny cash When I'm in the car these days Cause when I turn on the radio It makes me, make me wanna say Hell no Turn it off Come on Hell no Sounds bad Who sings that song! Back to back They play it all day long Bring back the days of Conway twitty When singers were good And songs were country He's got a '64 Plush lime green impala He's got a big pimp daddy attitude He's got a gold tooth grill And some spinnin wheels That he had to steel It's the boomiest It's the bassiest And those baggy pants are weird He's a product Of the snoop-dog generation Ive never seen a white boy You've so much activate him Well my ears are shot Cause I bet he's got 100,000 watts And a dozen amps Cause it breaks my lamps Each time he drives by here I shout out from the house "Keep it down I'm tryin to sleep!" Then he pops in dr. drai As he flips a bird at me Hell no Turn it off Come on Hell no Sounds bad Who the heck sings that song! The kid next door He plays it all night long Feels like im livin in Rap City It's way to loud for this here hillbilly Yeah, yeah, Am I tired of doin these parodies Of Toby, Kenny, Montgomery gentry Hell, Hell, Hell noooooooo (Breakdown) Hell no Turn it off Come on Hell no Sounds bad Who sings that song! Back to back They play it all day long Somethins wrong here in Music City Everything it sounds so shhhh Hell no Turn it off Come on Hell no Sounds bad Who the heck sings that song! Back to back They play it all day long Bring back the days of Conway twitty When singers were good And songs were country