Give a f*ck lyrics

by

Shotty Horroh


They said I'm kinda crazy
Well that's maybe an understatement
I keep poppin' pills I was made for another patient
Then I wake up in a basement
With my hands up in a vasin
Tryna scrub away the blood stains that landed on my apron
I'm an animal, I'm Ape'in
I'm an allegation waiting
I am Drakula and Jason if you mash them in with Satan
I'm a gladiator smashing my mallet of any faces
If you're sick, I am the tablet and medication
I'm mastering meditation so fast that I'm levitating
Above you. I'm sh*tting on you this splashing on every pavement
You are sh*t
Why are you rappers so decorated?
I'm feeling like laser leagues on twenty pagans
No strap but I get it flaming
I'm at you, I'm regulating
I'mma [Finish Him!]
I am Barracka, I'm very Raiden
I'm from Manny! Where they keep clapping like celebrations
I'm happy and celebrating
No rapper could ever say sh*t
You rappers are only rapping
I'm wrapping up any haters
In plastic and cellophane
And I'm having to sellotape them
I put them in a box
Toe tag them and separate them
I put them in an old oak cabinet and display them
f*ck swaggy, I ain't tryna roll with a Rollie
I'm from a place where the natives will wear your bones as a trophy
You are nothing!
You're all just a load of jabronies
You're all bogus!
A load of Hulk Hogan-ish motion
f*ck the world while the solar system's stroking my scrotum
f*ck your girl while your older sister's holding her open
I'm puffing herb while she blows my di*k and poses for photos
I told em, all we've got is Corona's and boners
And you are sh*t! Bow!
Overly [?]
You could quit right now and noone would notice
Hip hop's my b*tch and I'm over controling
I'd whoop her f*cking arse any time you go to approach it
Cause you ain't built right
You don't have a soldier's components
You're a snake
With the traits
Of a cobras emotion
Six million ways to die, only one to be chosen
Pick which
Like a b*tch standing over a cauldron
I'm six six with a six right next to them both
And I'm six sick and I sit right next to the omen
I'm sick sick like a six p*ssed when he fetched for the owners
I'm a dog meet nothing but the flesh in my molars
I'm saying...

[Outro X2]
Give a f*ck
Give a f*ck
You no I never have done
And if you ask me to sit the f*ck down
You know I'm gonna stand up

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