Well, you've got the gangsta rappers cruising in their low riders
They're kitted out by the very best designers
Got all the booty women and they're tripping with ice
A car turns the corner and they gotta look twice
Boy bands practicing their dance moves
They're looking so smooth
They're looking so cool
They have a stylist to tell them what to do and say
What to sing and play
They'll be broken up soon anyway
Some s**
Some rock
Tough sh**
You've made your bed now you'll lie in it
Well you've got your drug squad singing about taking up and tweaking
The only problem, they practice what they're preaching
They wrote a k**er tune
Hit the big time real soon
Till they find the singer dead in a hotel room
Nu-metal kiddie acting so tough
No one else is good enough
Grew up on the streets rough
When in reality went to a private school
Never broke a single rule
He's acting bad so he looks cool
It's just the price they have to pay
Every now and then there's a person like Bob Marley
Someone that you wanna see
Wish he was still around today
For me that's Sublime and Bradley
Think it's such a same that
I'll never see that man play
Ska punk's just a big joke
Just upsets folk
Gets stuck in their throat
Well if ska punk's just a big joke
Just upsets folk
Well that's the price we wanna pay