All lyrics are property and copyright of their owners. All lyrics provided for educational purposes only. NoMoreLyrics - lyrics database of all music genres and a lot of soundtrack lyrics. Album: other songs Fuck You All Refrain: Fuck you all, you little asses, fuck you all, you make me sick 2x Tired of the shit that I learned from the school Tired of the things that I don't wanna do Pissed by the shit people want me to I miss all the things that I used to do Why don't you asses not just leave Set me free just let me be That's just me how I really wanna be Excuse me, I see I'm dealin with another fucking wannabe You're trippin', you're gettin' on my nerves Now I really knows what it takes to win a persons spurse Too many haters all around and too much curse It stinks!
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Sign In Register. Artist: The Casualties. Album: V. Live Presents Fuck you x6 all How the fuck do you tell me How to fuckin' do this song You'll never lead my life So you'll never understand Why the fuck I do the things That I do everyday Don't come up to me Don't you say that we are free You can take your stupid Love and peace power I'm in love with beer All you fuckin' bastards Can just fuckin'go away 'Cause you make me sick to my brain Fuck you, Fuck you Fuck you
Remember me? I'm your homie that was down to brawl Sippin' Hennessy, hangin' with the clowns, and all We used to do is drink brew, screw and common knew We had bitches by the dozens, we fuckin' cousins You can throw your middle finger if you feel me, loc A nigga just got paid and we still was broke It took time, but finally the cash was mine All the rewards of a hustler stuck in the grind Look around, and all I see is snakes and fakes It's like scavengers, waitin' to take a hustler's place And when you stuck, where the fuck is all your friends? They straight busted and can't be trusted; fuck y'all! It's gettin' rough, collect calls from my niggas in cuffs I recollect we used to ball, now just living's enough I stand tall in the winter, summer, spring or fall "Thug For Life" sprawled all across the wall And all about my dollars make me wanna holla Drop an album, sell a million, give a fuck about tomorrow I know it's gettin' crazy after dark, these marks Keep on huffin' and puffin', ain't no fear in my heart What's goin' on in the ghetto?