Restrained & Nosferatu feat. Rob Gee - Lack Of Creativity lyrics

Oh, I'm really mad now
What the fuck kind of kick drum is that?
Give me a real fucking kick drum

Oh, I'm mad

That's right, motherfuckers

Yo, let's bring this shit back to the old school

Okay, let's do it

Old school

What the fuck?

Who the hell do you think you are?
You any kind of artist?
Anybody know who you are?
Maybe everybody else wants to enjoy the peace and quiet
You're no artist
An artist respects the silence that serves the foundation of creativity

Learn your own shit, bitch

That's right, motherfuckers
'Cause we don't play around
This shit ain't whack
'Cause right now I'm gonna give you the real shit
The hard shit, the organic shit

That's right, motherfuckers
What the fuck?

If you think this is about you
Then it probably is, it probably is, it probably is

You ain't nothing but a producer, little bitch
Bitch!

What the fuck? [4x]

You ain't nothing but a producer, little bitch
(And this is for all the losers who can't make a real bass drum)