I'm so grown, it's silly I'm so above fussin', callin' and cussin' Playin' little games at 5:30 in the morn' Said it's a shame and a pity How everybody
I got the fucked up blues I got the fucked up blues Lord, what can you do About the fuckin' fucked up blues Well, the beans have been bakin' Upon the
Who the fuck do you think you are? Get out of my hair Who the fuck do you think you are? Comin' round here Who the fuck? Who the fuck? Who the fuck do
My drinking is killing me My drinking is killing me My drinking is killing me My drinking is killing me My drinking is killing me My drinking is killing
Yeah, you know, we in the house This the last motherfuckin' song we gon' do on this album, ya'll, so ah Ain't no need in wasting the beat, shit funky
Kylie won't kiss my friend Cassandra Jessica won't play ball Mandy won't share her friend Miranda Doesn't anybody live at all? Amanda won't leave me
Just another punk kid growing up fast Running down the street police on my back Listened to the records, listen to the words Realized I'd never be part
I don't give a fuck about your Girlfriends I don't give a fuck about your Man boo I don't give a fuck about your friends And your friends ain't shit,
They all know me by my car They all know I'm gone, but not how far I'm heading straight down 101 I'm going to go and get me some My lips are movin' but
Closer to me?It feels? Closer to me?It feels? Closer to me?It feels? Closer to me?It feels?
FUCK Well I ain't got a fucking problem I just love to say fuck And I don't care who's around me I could really give a fuck And I don't care if you're
(konishi) Translators: andrei cunha I. music for sofa Saa Me wo tojite Yukkuri Fukaaku Shinkokyu wo shimasho Nagaku Yukkuri Fukai kokyu wo Hai ippai
Do you really wanna fuck with me? no, oh, oh, oh, no, nigga, never flesh. sooner or later, all of you haters gonna catch vapors, you don't wanna test.
i'm on a mission i'm in position i'm on a fucking roll you ain't seen nothing i'll show you something out of fucking control i don't go back because my
C'mon, c'mon Na, na, na, na Na, na, na, na, na, na Got a date with My modem line Back door valentine Internet jet set My credit card's in debt Going
What the fuck? What the fuck were you thinking? Pull the wool over, cover my eyes With your false truths and your blatant lies See complacent stares
KATE Finally, I get to teach a whole lesson, all by my self! I'm going to teach something relevant, something modern. The Internet! The internet is really
