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Intro

 

YKC

Wrong or right, no matter who you blame

Our troops is overseas and we want a change

Letís move on to plan B, let em see their family

Itís like you hear these lyrics but donít understand me

Everythangs been so lame since that halftime show

Gotta watch what cha doin for as past times go

Since Justin started bringin sexy back wit Janet

Itís all party girl talk and I canít stand it

Thatís what the front page is used for now a days

We hype em up, shoot em down, media slaves

Cause we the judge and jury

We prosecute in a hurry while accusations is blurry

How we got a rich chick that tapes herself sluttin

cryin up in the pen now ainít that something

Thatís why I donít check the news, I check the streets

I pay no mind to what the press release

Iím telling ya man, Iím more interested in comics

Than the cover and whoever they got on it

The news is like Celeb's secret admirer

Every papers todayís new national enquirer

 

Chorus

The news is on, and I donít wanna watch it,

No topics, itís all about gossip,

Itís bad news and how low the stock gets,

Iíll tell ya now, you all need to stop it

The news is on, and I donít wanna watch it,

No topics, itís all about gossip,

Itís bad news and how low the stock gets,

Iíll tell ya now, you all need to stop it

 

Tur-Bo

I, donít like it when I get into these moods
almost everytime I read or look to see whatís in the news
and you may think itís cool to say the world isnít evil,
but how could that be true when I lose faith within its people,

for spending each second, pretendiní their not affected
by any horror thatís spreaded with every suicide bomber
how many toddlers must drown, at the hands of they mommas,
before we wake up and realize that we have us a problem,
way before we all prayed when those planes hit the buildings,
and when the priest began confessiní, they molested these children, which raises suspicion can we depend on religion,
or defend the court system, when itís giviní decisions
that permits a wealthy killer to stay out of a prison
like heís forgiviní for the murder of an innocent victim,
cuz, when your rich nobody cares what crime you choose to commit,
ya got the cash, then you can laugh,
when get slapped on the wrist and I wish
that this practice wasnít viewed as okay,
guess itís true nothinís changed since that case with OJ,
if half the garbage that Iím reading in the paper exists
I think itís better off I leave it for my dog take shits

 

Chorus

The news is on, and I donít wanna watch it,

No topics, itís all about gossip,

Itís bad news and how low the stock gets,

Iíll tell ya now, you all need to stop it

The news is on, and I donít wanna watch it,

No topics, itís all about gossip,

Itís bad news and how low the stock gets,

Iíll tell ya now, you all need to stop it

 

Hook

Newscasts

 

The 23rd Stallion

With many topics to tackle/ yo what happened with Jacko/

Itís a sin to defend wit them kids in his bed/

And Shannon Dougherty / got a problem with authority/

Courtney Love gets no love/ all drugged up/ scuffed up/

In front of cameras/ for years doing this youíre a bunch of

Amateurs/ thatís why i say, screw the frontpage/

I rather read the sports/cause nowadays everyoneís a hoar/

Tara Reid, Paris Hilton, Britney Spears/or should i say cue ball/ and you all know how the story goes/coke up the nose/

Lineíem all up lockíem all up/and force em to eat

and act like human beings/and Nicole Richie/

got real real skinny/better be careful next time it gets windy/

or she might blow away like Britneyís Hotness/  watch this/

Lindsay Lohan topless/ that use to mean something/

now it means nothing/cause sheís coked up drugged out

sluttiní unbuttoned/ frontiní like she stunniní while sheís passed out gruntiní

 

Chorus

The news is on, and I donít wanna watch it,

No topics, itís all about gossip,

Itís bad news and how low the stock gets,

Iíll tell ya now, you all need to stop it

The news is on, and I donít wanna watch it,

No topics, itís all about gossip,

Itís bad news and how low the stock gets,

Iíll tell ya now, you all need to stop it

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