It's not about being real, but being smart
I guess you do anything to top the charts
You don't write shit, not even a lick
You got the nerve to get mad when people
Pick on your lack of skills that pay your bills
You better wake up motherfucker you know the deal
All copyrights goto those who write,

But all you can do is mimic to the bright lights

You get hip, you know the rules
You better learn how to do something you damn fool
Instead of trying to be down everybody around you
Need to originate your own damn sound

Our opinionated facts yeh we had ta
The mojo snappin' necksssss!!!
The mojo snappin' necksssss!!!
Snap of the neck
Snap of the neck
Snap of the neck
The mojo had to wreck!

No sellout!!!
I thought was the pledge
It looks like other artists have she'd the true to see more green,
But they fail to realize that they are breeding more GREED,
A pussy motherfucker punks out at the first chance fake prestige and clout
The POP artist sham we do give a damn
It's time a new voice took the stand
Weak ass suckers on the scene always get the big bright lights and all the gleam
They won two Grammy's in your dream then you woke up to find out it was just a scheme $$$$$$

Our opinionated facts yeh we had ta
The mojo snappin' necksssss!!!
The mojo snappin' necksssss!!!
Snap of the neck
Snap of the neck
Snap of the neck
The mojo had to wreck!

The mojo snappin'
The mojo snappin'
Snap of the neck
Snap of the neck
Snap of the neck
Snap of the neck
Snap of the neck
Snap of the neck!!!