Fkd Up Sht (Gold Version) Lyrics

Fucked up shit

If you don't like it

I'm sorry Mom and Dad

But you really shouldn't have listened to

This fucked up shit

That what the fuck shit

Muster up the guts to lick nuts and suck dick

If you don't like it don't swallow, spit it

But I see you smiling, follow and admit

You like that fucked up shit

That what a slut bitch cunt will do to hustle just to get a buck quick

But don't judge I'm just a fucked up prick

I'm sick, but I love the rush I get

From

That fucked up shit, because it's hard to fuck down

I tried it once and pulled a muscle in my butt

No I can't keep going, don't care if I'm hitting it

Get the fuck out bitch, and don't fight it

But he was such a nice kid in high school and college

Why's he writing rhymes where he likes getting balls licked?

Please have a seat

As I'm sure you're aware

There are a lot of people who would love to see you behind bars

Agent Stone and I are two of them

Does that upset you?

Naw man, if you ain't got enemies you ain't got nothing

You'll speak when you're spoken to you piece of shit!

It was all an illusion, David Blaine

Buried in my brain to escape from the pain

But in my head envisioning you naked and afraid

Hanging from your ankles, shaking while playing

Pin the tail on the honkey with a nail gun

Spraying blood over your damn brand new rug

Mentally ill from Amityville

Caught up in

This fucked up shit

That what the fuck shit

Muster up the guts to lick nuts and suck dick

If you don't like it don't swallow, spit it

But I see you smiling, follow and admit

You like that fucked up shit

That what a slut bitch cunt will do to hustle just to get a buck quick

But don't judge I'm just a fucked up prick

I'm sick, but I love the rush I get

From kidnapping rednecks and skinning them alive

Wear their face like a mask, jack their pickup and drive

To the nearest Ku Klux Klan puba saloon

Grab a fucking sawed off and

You have a litany of charges being

Brought against you

Including lude and indecent behavior

Inciting a riot, terroristic threats

Rhyming Under the influence, and

Speaking ill of the president

Among others

Now this case can go one of two ways

You can fight it and quite likely end up with life in prison

You'll get three square nasty shitty meals a day

Will probably get raped, and will definitely

Spend the rest of your pitiful life

Rotting away in a six by eight cell

Or you could cooperate with us

You know what that entails don't you

Fuck you

Watch your mouth you filthy libtard

That's some fucked up shit, done to fucked up pricks

You want to cleanse the fucking country fucking son of a bitch?

We don't need your nazi hatred, fuck Hitler

Heil again and I'll snip your fingers off with scissors

Deliverance, I'm coming for your liver bitch

Think I'm kidding? I'm cumming in your pretty bitch

So technically we're kidding, and you can keep it

Raise it up to be an ignoramus piece of shit

Or murder suicide when you find out she cheated

How the fucks this baby got the mind of a genius

There's a fine line between psycho and smart

You might say it's sickness but I call it an art

This fucked up shit

That what the fuck shit

Muster up the guts to lick nuts and suck dick

If you don't like it don't swallow, spit it

But I see you smiling, follow and admit

You like that fucked up shit

That what a slut bitch cunt will do to hustle just to get a buck quick

But don't judge I'm just a fucked up prick

I'm sick, but I love the rush I get

From this fucked up shit

That what the fuck shit

Muster up the guts to lick nuts and suck dick

If you don't like it don't swallow, spit it

But I see you smiling, follow and admit

You like that fucked up shit

That what a slut bitch cunt will do to hustle just to get a buck quick

But don't judge I'm just a fucked up prick

I'm sick, but I love the rush I get