f*ck Em All lyrics

[Intro]
Movin' little these days
I just can't make up my mind
Movin' little these days
I've been tryna make my f*ckin' mind up kinda (Ya can't)
So scared of the shame
I just hid a little message in my private binder

[Verse]
f*ck 'em all
I knew I never should have hesitated
On the wall are my thoughts, my mind's dilapidated
I swear to God, this the last one, dawg
I swear to myself, this the last smirnoff
And I don't really need anybody else
'Cause no one's got me like I got myself, f*ck off
Rollin' up my enеmies, no, you're not a friend to mе
We gon' spin his block like a goddamn DVD
Bloodthirst and jealousy, that's the perfect recipe
Answer all the questions, why these n*ggas always hatin' me
I know that you want me to flatline
That's something I rather do in my time
And n*gga guess what, I think the time's just right
Put a steel to his kneecaps, bullets changed his life
f*ck all of them n*ggas that would take me as a joke, huh
f*ck all of them n*ggas that would act like they my bro (Huh)
f*ck all of them n*ggas that would go after my hoe
I said f*ck all of them n*ggas that would put you to the floor
With this big MAC, leave a couple dog tags
He's probably gettin' spayed, too scared, where yo' balls at?
I just make ten racks appear, what you call that?
Fired a couple shots at yo' top, where ya head at, n*gga?
[Outro]
Gone, n*gga
Gone, n*gga
Gone, n*gga
Gone, gone, gone, gone