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letra de fuckwit - grouce

– chorus –
you’re just another f-ckwit
who wants to f-ck with my mind
i don’t even think you wanna try
just another f-ckwit
who has way too much time
to spend talkin’ sh-t, you say i’m
just another f-ckwit
if you choke and you die
you can be sure as h-ll i’m
gonna say suck sh-t
it’s a shame you and i
never seem to see eye to eye…

(verse 1)
let’s cut to the chase
if you’re talkin’ sh-t, you’ll cop an uppercut to the face
i’m a pacifist like jesus of nazareth
but, man, you’re so s-d-stic
there’s only so much one can take before they go ballistic
whatchu got against me? was it somethin’ that i said?
i’ll have you leavin’ here without a head
mind blowin’, keep my eyes on where i’m goin’
got no time for a guy showin’ no respect
and same goes for the gals
don’t mistake foes for your pals
who the f-ck h-ll knows what their mouths are yappin’ about
all i wanna do is cr-p in their mouth
i ain’t rappin’ like they rap in the south of the u.s.,
only time you’ll see me do that is if i’m under f-ckin’ duress
do best, you fools, when at festivals
to come see me and l!ck the sweat off my t-st-cl-s…

(chorus)

(verse 2)
…it’s ‘cause you’re just a f-ckwit
i’m back for another
verse while i curse, have a word to your mother
she raised a c-nt who thinks it pays to front
yo, i suggest you chill out and blaze the blunt
as long as it’s not near me, it is clearly
obvious your p-sspot theory
about me goin’ soft is incorrect
i’m goin’ harder than a m-f-, i’m in effect
i think i’ve been erect since the song started
i tried to go h.a.m. but then my schl-ng hardened
i go loco for this rap sh-t
haters l!ck the b-lls while eating a fat d-ck
nothin’ left to say like “basically that’s it”
this album’s called g-rated
it was made to be hated
you look familiar, have we dated?
i’m just returning the favour when you get degraded…

(chorus)

(verse 3)
the next time you’re smashed and p-ssed
do the world a favour and slash your wrist
or, or how about you jump off a cliff
while puffin a spliff with nothin’ but kiff
i wish that you would blow out your brains
or swim in gasoline to see you go out in flames
i’ve been thinkin’ it’s a blowout in games
between you and i, mind games
eat sh-t or die tryin’, i hate your face
you’re motherf-ckin’ waste of sp-ce
i’ll say that when we’re face to face
not like you who talks about me
when you travel from place to place
okay, now is the time to break bread
nah, f-ck that, i want you to lie on a lake bed
you’ve got a face that is dyin’ to take lead
i hope someone gives it to ya…

(chorus)

- grouce

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