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Judge Me
Hey, it's fun to talk shit when you don't have the grounds to speak...
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Take charge
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About the song
Growing up, I've had alot of people tell me I'm wrong for doing this, and not going to college with a major in buisness associates.
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BOOM...ya mid 40's, and you're a slave
to the bottle and a little more than minum wage
It's the rage I guess to be way less
than sucessful , pull some sh*** on a kid
yeah, a whole truck load
You f***in chumps who get drunk after your 9 to 5
You preach to me as you cheat on your wives
How am I the loser? You still smoke pot
Talk down to me? You work on a car lot
Gettin drunk everyday, to the point your fam rejects ya
So that's sucess? Wen no one respects ya?
When you've done nothing? Got an unfaithful husband
You're always pssed off uhappy with something
You're all the products of a high school diploma
Talk talk talkin, but never f***in showing
No goin lushes, it just gets harder
to know your kid's drop out friend is much smarter
than you could ever be, it must sting
to wake up, realize you're just a drunk f***
With the gull to say I'm a bad influence
No, quick, bi*** stop, take a look what you're doing
When your kid f***s up, you chump gutter trash
trying to down on me cuz life's kicked your ass
Ya too goodamn weak to try and fight back
you wish you were me, you hate the matter of fact
Chorus:
So love me, or judge me,
Stand with me, or think you're above me
Heard it all, I'll walk it alone
For such a glass house, you throw alot of stones
Yeah I dropped out, you can shut the f*** up now
that's the life of a graduate? no thanks pal
see I'm makin strides, now you wanna be friends
you pop off with that bullshit, now you wanna make a mens
These pieces of sh*** tryin to down people with them
Cuz they know their lifes over, mines about to begin
Settin sucha fine example, quite the role model
You've gotten so far, and you're addicted to the bottle
With ya bullshit job, bullshit family life
Oh please can I have that? It sounds so nice
Ah f*** it, f*** you, you ain't woth spit
Chorus till fade...
to the bottle and a little more than minum wage
It's the rage I guess to be way less
than sucessful , pull some sh*** on a kid
yeah, a whole truck load
You f***in chumps who get drunk after your 9 to 5
You preach to me as you cheat on your wives
How am I the loser? You still smoke pot
Talk down to me? You work on a car lot
Gettin drunk everyday, to the point your fam rejects ya
So that's sucess? Wen no one respects ya?
When you've done nothing? Got an unfaithful husband
You're always pssed off uhappy with something
You're all the products of a high school diploma
Talk talk talkin, but never f***in showing
No goin lushes, it just gets harder
to know your kid's drop out friend is much smarter
than you could ever be, it must sting
to wake up, realize you're just a drunk f***
With the gull to say I'm a bad influence
No, quick, bi*** stop, take a look what you're doing
When your kid f***s up, you chump gutter trash
trying to down on me cuz life's kicked your ass
Ya too goodamn weak to try and fight back
you wish you were me, you hate the matter of fact
Chorus:
So love me, or judge me,
Stand with me, or think you're above me
Heard it all, I'll walk it alone
For such a glass house, you throw alot of stones
Yeah I dropped out, you can shut the f*** up now
that's the life of a graduate? no thanks pal
see I'm makin strides, now you wanna be friends
you pop off with that bullshit, now you wanna make a mens
These pieces of sh*** tryin to down people with them
Cuz they know their lifes over, mines about to begin
Settin sucha fine example, quite the role model
You've gotten so far, and you're addicted to the bottle
With ya bullshit job, bullshit family life
Oh please can I have that? It sounds so nice
Ah f*** it, f*** you, you ain't woth spit
Chorus till fade...
