Don’t Worry About How It Looks

[Intro: 360]
Word life, yo
Ha, I finna done been doin' that shit
Homies, word
Hahaha, yeah, yeah (Yeah)

[Verse 1: 360]
Talk about most media, "I hate it"
They should report the news and not create it
Every day obsessin' with anybody who's famous
And make up there own little stories and go and claim it
Australia needs for Damien Leith
To save all his money made and go and straighten his teeth ("I'll fight you for it")
And last week I went to lay on a beach
And saw this hottie getting burnt, so I gave her some cream
(There you go) I went to dinner with this elegant chick
Made my mission to yell and tell her what arrogance is
Made her shout me a feed and embarrass the bitch
Dropped a fart and then screamed, "Your fuckin' manners are shit!"
"I beg your pardon!" Yeah, you bet I farted
Buy me a drink, I'm plannin' to get retarded
Anyways, I'm off, you better not get me started
But you better check the present I left in your parent's garden

[Chorus: Joelistics, 360]
Ain't tryna get [?] (Haha, yeah)
Anything that you tell me to do ([?] one right off on the pumpkin patch)
You and me got something good (A big nugget log)
Don't worry about how it looks (One of them tree branches, dude, yeah)
It ain't like we're new to this
Slow down, let me give you a kiss
Baby, I'm gon' take my time
Lay back and let your body recline (Yeah)

[Verse 2: 360]
Dudes with no teeth are like, "Free '60"
If I got kidnapped they'd say, "Free '60"
I brush my teeth with Colgate 360
I only play the Xbox 360 (Ha)
Yeah, that's right, Bill Gates did a guest spot
But I'm suin' him for not puttin' me in the press shots
I'll change my rap name to thing-ummy-bob
So it sounds weird when anybody's givin' me props
(Hey, thing-ummy-bob's dope) Yeah, this kid is a fox
I'm so good, I mack girls while I'm flippin' 'em off
Only big in Australia, like Erin McNaught is
Nah, I'm fuckin' universal: bangin' Jennifer Hawkins
And cats say that I'll never make it platinum
So I'll buy my shit enough times to make it happen
The Aussie scene'll prob'ly hate my rappin'
'Cause really I'm a pommy, I just fake my accent, ha

[Chorus: Joelistics, 360]
Ain't tryna get [?] (Fuck off, you twat cunts)
Anything that you [?]
You and me got something good ([?] put you in a fuckin' [?])
Don't worry about how it looks (Yeah)
It ain't like we're new to this
Slow down, let me give you a kiss
Baby, I'm gon' take my time
Lay back and let your body recline

[Interlude: 360]
Yeah, hey Joel
Do you reckon you could just let the beat play for a little bit, man?
I'm gonna whip out my Yazz flute and show Ron Burgundy
How to do it, hey, check this out, ready?
*Flute Solo*

[Verse 3: 360]
You all envy me
I'm rap's MCG
'Cause that's where I like to walk my pet TV (Good boy)
I gotta say this is the best CD
([?]! Vagina! Pussy!) I'm the MVP
I'll be chillin' at the barber shop
Tryna have a threesome with Tara Moss and Lara Croft (Womb Raider!)
I'm gonna tell you why I'm hard to stop
You know why? It's 'cause my motherfuckin' car's a dog (Woof)
And he's silent, lookin' for a parkin' spot
That's the only time you'll ever hear his barkin' stop (Silence)
I'm at the vet clinic, tryna book my next visit
For my pet midget for havin' sex with it (Sorry, fella)
Chillin' with Black Panthers, coppin' lap dances
"Get the fuck out, bitch, you don't meet my fat standard!"
I'm a passionate rapper, I'm that candid
In every interview I do, I only rap answers (Ha)

[Skit: Interviewer, 360]
So 360, uh... where did you grow up?
Hey, yo, Melbourne, uh, yeah
Okay... and, ah, how long have you been rapping for?
Yeah, yo, about fourteen years

[Outro: 360]
Hahaha, yes
Ask your mother 'cause she knows it
She's seen it, she's done it, she's lived it
And she's loved it, that's how it goes, bitch
360
Recognise, identify or step aside
Motherfucker, what
Yeah, okay