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Fuck You
Song Info
Genre
Charts
Peak #249
Peak in subgenre #118
Author
Dead Profanity (Joe C)
Rights
Yes
Uploaded
September 14, 2005
Track Files
MP3
MP3 3.5 MB • 128 kbps • 0:00
Lyrics
Joe
Dont even act like you cant feel whats commin up on you
Wait somethin'll cost you
Break plummet and fall through
This game like you came to take somethin' you ought to
But it all turned around n' the subject has lost you
Now your faced with debate and ya rush gets put off tune
Ya face fills with pain…stomach is mauled; chewed
Then spit out; by your own stupidity
You’re a joke, you literally have choked when history…
…Attempted to repeat itself, your focus, diminishing
Now theres nothing you can do; your just hopeless finishing…
…Everything that you started…so reverse ya actions…
Back to purpose; Don’t just get disturbed and panic…
…And black out; Back down; now the worst is happenin
…Your emerged in panic n’ then you slur your raps n’ get…
…booed and cussed; Haters just excuse the rush
Yall funny fagets ready to blow is news to us, because…
Clem
You lost it, washed up, so just give up the game
Sit back and relax, watch me deliver the pain
Your old news dog just to put it simple and plain
So listen to the words let em’ flow through your veins
As a matter of fact you never was as nice as you thought
You just listen to others lines n’ put em’ down as your thoughts
Your ridin’ a sinkin ship and its about time to bail
Career is finished; no need for no detail…
And its about time for me to blaze the trail
And leave my mark…so here’s the start
Imma lead the charts…and await remarks
From any emcee…so just holla at me
Imma’ teach the true meaning of a tragedy
If you come at my neck…you gon’ learn respect
You about to cause a wreck, with the career that’s left
You better catch ya’ breath…before you earn your death…
…Because
Sprout
This aint a game…after this you gonna remember my name
Your status lower then the devil n*** aint it ashame
Rappin on another level my sh** never the same
What you want it writtin down or off the top of my brain
Don’t be a hardhead kid n*** stay in your place
I’m a grown ass man don’t make me catch a case
When you see me on the street you better show some respect
You don’t want me to increase your fame by coming at your neck
For future references…yo in the booth im nice
So if you think about battling you better think twice
In other words n*** I would never lose
I’m guaranteed to get paper for any path that I choose
For yall little n*** s that claiming you next
Don’t get mad at cha’ boy when I’m pushin the Lex
Surrounded by thousands of women and a whole lot of sex
All the money in the world as good as it gets
…Because
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