Lyrics of 'Rumors' by Heath McNease

Attention, ladies and gentlemen, guess who just entered in, oh no it's him again, he threw his Ritalin out
the window and there's not a penitentiary that can discipline him, give him dirty looks, give him thirty
right hooks, and if you think you hate him now wait till you've heard the hook, he's obnoxious, and he's
obstanate, let's hope we don't see him topless on Cops again, his mom and pop said they think he lost it
when the doctor lost his step and dropped him, well that explains a lot cause he's the strangest guy and
he won't bathe a lot and he won't take a hot shower, the closest he comes to bathing is when it is raining
and even then he's still complaining, it's amazing the things people say behind our backs, it's just a
spineless attack

Keep it closed up if it don't concern you
Then so what, don't go nuts
Just hold up and try to get this
Moral behind the rhyme, mind your business

I heard he raps cause he wants to platinum, I told him his CD was tight and I don't even have one, you can
burn his songs, pretend to learn his songs, tell him you love what you heard, but I'm sure you won't cause
he don't make sense, I think he's faking, I suggest a change of occupation, oh he's crazed if he thinks
he'll make it, he thinks he makes hits, but they're just makeshift, in fact he makes kids wish they could
tape his lips, break his jaw and ribs and take his wallet for kicks all because they squandered ten
dollars on some fun-filled non-refundable hip hop and salsa, it's not his fault that he sounds
prepubescent, even though he's old enough to smoke cigarettes, and yet I don't know if he smokes, drinks,
or carouses, but I don't have a problem saying it cause it sounds good

Anybody who's a busybody needs to get a hobby, obviously they're gossiping cause their life isn't so
shocking, you run your mouth a lot and you just might get hit in it, silence is golden so just close your
lips and you'll get rich, a rumor is a boomerang, as soon as it's get slanged it then begins to make its
way to where the rumors came, gossip if you want to, it'll just haunt you, wait till someone says
something about you that's not true, on and on and on goes the whirlwind and the trend will continue till
the world ends