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It Doesn't Have To Make Sense (Feat. AuderSpeis)
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A track built around a sample from The White Stripes' "Hello, Operator". Featuring AuderSpeis (Chris Del Toro). Produced by Jon Banks & Corey L. Burrough.
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Fust is an alternative hip-hop/alternative rock project started by Jon Banks in 2005. ATTENTION: Please check us out at: www.ReverbNation.com/Fust
Founded in early 2005, Fust is the alternative music project of Jon Banks. Fust's songs are notorious for jumping genre with music exploring rock & roll, alternative, hip-hop, house, punk, instrumental, ambient, electronica, classical, Spanish music, country, folk, freestyle rap, beat-box, trip-hop, pop-punk, electronic sampling, dance, acoustic rock, industrial, experimental, blues, classic-rock, reggae, comedic rock, spoken-word and even "commercial jingle". For up-to-the-minute information on Fust: [www.Facebook.com/ThisIsFust] & [www.Twitter.com/ThisIsFust] For Fust Video: [www.Qik.com/ThisIsFust] & [www.YouTube.com/FustMusic]
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Charts
Peak #2,171
Peak in subgenre #181
Author
Jon Banks/Corey L. Burrough/AuderSpeis
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Jon Banks
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February 25, 2011
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MP3 2.6 MB 128 kbps 2:52
Lyrics
Hello Muthaf*** a…the money is what’s on my mind/ hello playa-hater…you’ll never get me off my grind/ n*** , act right/ it all comes out in the black light/ don’t believe me, then you can take it from Jack White/ It’s better when it hurts, from chorus to the verse/ My nights are getting’ better/ My days are gettin worse/ I’m the tip of a sword and I’m in ya gun’s chamber/ underneath the trigger when you’re aiming at a stranger/ Anger, Shoot Will Robinson, Danger/ I’m as harmless as Jesus sleepin’ in the manger/ one for the money, two for the dough/ three to get paid, and there ain’t no fo’/ I’m forever torn, I was never born/ They found me naked in a ditch and I was fully formed/ maybe I’m deformed/ greatly misinformed/ I’m ice-cold and red-hot, call me Luke Warm/ Please listen closely, you won’t get told twice/Nobody can oppose me, more swagger than Old Spice/ Last man standing, I’m yellin’ Domino/ Here I come, there I go, where’d I come from, I dunno/ I can flip-flop/ from rock to hip-hop/and every word I spit is undeniably tip-top/and I couldn’t help but notice that well, your sh** ’s not/ f*** up out my face, man, I’m fresher than Ziploc/…Now everybody holla, ‘cause I’m poppin’ my collar/ doesn’t hafta make sense, its just gotta make dollaz/
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