Music: Katie Tropp
[Intro]
Excuse me ma’am what do you think you’re listening to?
Well you know I got that Britney Spears…
I got that Eminem…
I got that Taylor Swift…
I got that Ice Cube…
I got that Katy Perry…
I got that Dr. Dre…
I got that Madonna…
I got that 2pac…
Well we’re the music police mixing genres is illegal contraband you’re under arrest!
What the ****?!
[Verse 1]
You know my algorithm is set on Britney
You know I’d ****in’ love it if she’d just hit me
Square in the face I’m not kidding
I’d be so excited I’m admitting
I’ma krazy mother ****er why you wanna mess with me?
The music that I listen to puts me at ease
When I tell you what I’m into this does not mean
Your opinion isn’t anything that matters to me
I am not sure why there’s gotta be a debate?
If it makes you feel good no need to explain
I dunno why you want everyone to be the same
All the different choices is what makes music great
But you got it in your brain that you so right
If you not into it you put up a fight
Acting all like you got that insight
But all I really wanna do is knock out your lights!
[Chorus]
It’s the music police
Pulling up on me trying to preach
**** with my music there is no peace
It’s the music police suck my **** WHAT?!
[Verse 2]
I don’t care what you like so what’s your problem?
Get down to what you like no matter the genre
Get off your high horse like you the smartest
It’s all just music stop being retarded
I’m an artist who gets inspired
Being a fan has helped me acquire
All of the tools to make me a writer
I love music it’s my burning desire
Save your opinion for someone who cares
Cuz all that I give is a blank stare
Middle finger in you face if you dare
**** with the music I like to hear
There are no rules when I press play
What comes out my speakers you have no say
It can go from Madonna to N.W.A.,
No requests with me I’m not the DJ!
[Chorus]
It’s the music police
Pulling up on me trying to preach
**** with my music there is no peace
It’s the music police suck my **** WHAT?!
[Verse 3]
Every single know it all needs to suck a ****
Stop telling all the rest of us what “real” music is
Why you so mad because we’re different?
Why you wanna control my personal interests?
Touch my stereo you’ll get punched in the face
I don’t ask for permission with my musical taste
I’ma turn it up louder if it’s something that you hate
Put Britney on repeat to drive you insane
If you don’t like it you ain’t gotta listen
If you got a problem save your opinion
You ain’t ever gonna change my position
I find it pathetic you need this validation
Headphones on I can’t hear a thang
Besides the music that I bang
When I see you I go the other way
My mind is gone once I press play!
[Chorus]
It’s the music police
Pulling up on me trying to preach
**** with my music there is no peace
It’s the music police suck my **** WHAT?!