f*ck Your Feelings lyrics

[Intro: Jimmy Donn]
Yo (yo), King Gordy (King Gordy)
I heard you've talking sh*t about me (sh*t about me)
But you know me (me)
I’m the type of guy that says, if you can't say it to my face, don't say it at all (don’t say it all)
So let's do this motherf*cker (do this motherf*cker)

[Verse 1: King Gordy]
Man f*ck Jimmy Donn, I'll smack him and his silly mom
You ain't horrorcore b*tch, you're a ticking bomb
Full of sh*t and you don't come equipped with big di*ks, your small inches in your little palm
And you ain't from Minnesota, you were in a Klan rally right in South Dakota
Getting your di*k sucked by the Grand Wizard
Praying the white God still bends you over
Your rap style wack
I had y'all back ’til I found out you’re a huge big fat sack of dog sh*t
I bust nuts and wipe it off with a f*cking Jimmy Donn shirt I know you're like "oh sh*t"
I know it hurt watching your girl get her walls ripped
And bust the f*ck open, pus*y lips swollen
Jimmy can you let me hold twenty-one and get a hotel room to f*ck your little girlfriend in
Faggot

[Chorus: Jimmy Donn]
f*ck your feelings and sh*t
f*ck your feelings and sh*t
f*ck your feelings and sh*t
Hey f*ck you too if you’re not feeling this
f*ck your feelings and sh*t
f*ck your feelings and sh*t
f*ck your feelings and sh*t
f*ck you too if you're not feeling this
f*ck your feelings and sh*t
f*ck your feelings and sh*t
f*ck your feelings and sh*t
Hey f*ck you too if you're not feeling this
f*ck your feelings and sh*t
f*ck your feelings and sh*t
f*ck your feelings and sh*t
f*ck you too if you're not feeling this
[Verse 2: Jimmy Donn]
Sixteen bars, not one worth a damn, dead after five if my gun didn’t jam (Haha)
God damn, you better step your game up
Who knew you'd rock with me and just to bring your name up (Haha)
Juggalos in the back but can you really blame us
The way you talk about j*rking off to Bieber's anus (Oh)
Plus you just signed a deal with M.N.E
So now every low and Lette is your enemy (f*ck you)
And you've never been a friend of me, so stop early morning texts that you're sending me (Yeah)
You'll get wickedly
Is paid less than local talent, needing two plane tickets cause your breasts are mammoths
Plus you eat di*ks all day for sandwiches
A di*k is a di*k even though you call them manwiches
Go back to retirement, everyone's tired of it
It literally sounds like you're tired and sh*t, deep breaths
What are you dying and sh*t?
Pulling back that fat just see your baby di*k
And I bet it smells like maggot puke (Ugh)
Just admit it motherf*cker you're a faggot dude (Haha)
Everyone's hating you, so you went off the grid
So you and Will Sigler could hang with kids
Got signed even though you're gay as sh*t
You must be j*rking off Jordan sucking Twiztids di*k

[Bridge: Jimmy Donn]
Uh, uh, uh, I can't get enough of uh, oh, Jamie Madrox, oh
c*m all over my face Jamie, oh
Monoxide come over here, let me juggle your balls, oh, oh yeah, oh yeah
George, George you want some of this? Come on George, uh, uh lets, uh yo f*ck yeah, I'm on M-N-E- now. Majik Ninja Entertainment. Oh f*ck yeah, me and, m-me and Bizarre, we are LARS, Last American Rock Stars, oh f*ck yeah. Oh, I'll suck another di*k. Anybody got a di*k I could suck, come on. f*ck yeah. f*ck you dude, f*cking faggot (Faggot, faggot)
[Outro: Jimmy Donn]
Yes, I admit it, I'm f*cking around again, just talking sh*t. You know I got nothing but love for Twiztid. They're the f*cking sickest in the underground right now. I got nothing but love for my boy King Gordy. Nothing but love for Bizarre, so if you like take my sh*t serious then, um, you're gay. (Gay, gay, gay)