Ah
I don't want a bust down, I want full-blown destruction
I don't like shit, everythin' here sucks
Six-pack of PBR and pair of new Chucks
Flick cigarette ash on a bitch-made fuck
I don't really like shit, I don't really like
I don't really like shit, I don't really like
I don't really like shit, I don't really like
I don't really like shit, I don't really like
I'm probably eighty-sixed from this venue
Playin' two-hand tag in the 'pit? Here's a tissue
If his dumbass got an issue
I don't think no one will miss you (Ah)
Lies, sex, drugs, lives lost
All for your motherfuckin' money
Wars fought, no thoughts
Inside society's head, man, it's gotta stop
When I'm pissed, I make my own rules
I make music for the trash
Get up, boy, wipe off your ass
Stand up if you're mad
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