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Fuck is the word

[Intro: Cheloo & Bishop]
Fuck rappers using lipstick
(Fuck rappers wearing pink Puma pyjamas)
Fuck everything
(Fuck anybody)
'Fuck' is the word ('Fuck' is the word!)
 

[Verse 1: Bishop]
Locked and loaded, get the safety on
While we steady, aim, and fire, your face be gone
I'm hellbound, homeboy, 'cause that place is fun
And you know heaven's burning with them priests and nuns
We zero tolerance for your pimpsy guns
Plus they won't let us in with a case of dawn
Sold my soul to the devil, then I stole it back
Now I'm most wanted, gonna put a hole in black
Pant leg for the dope like I'm holdin' crack
Nigga, sixteen urns, I be affordin' stacks
Welcome to the sick mind of a crazy kid
Livin' proof for the weak class, more than atheists did
Quick stuffers, stay calm, you know how we do
Because we break toes, we be rowdy too
That's a promise we shall never mix a thread
When it's warmer, she wrote when it's cold, I sweat
And now I frown when I'm glad, and I smile when I'm all right
I hear softer heads put miles on my pie (Motherfucker)
 

[Chorus: Cheloo & Bishop]
Fuck fake friends, fuck shakin' hands
Please take a good shit in yo' fucking pants
Me be like: fuck decency! Pardon me!
My sweet personality's splitted in three
Fuck fake friends, fuck shakin' hands
Please take a good shit in yo' fucking pants
Me be like: fuck decency! Pardon me!
My sweet personality's splitted in three
 

[Verse 2: Cheloo]
I create problems if I don't have any
Kick the kid and fuck the nanny, rape the granny
Shoot the shit and ask for a Grammy
Give me love, and I give you back one fake penny
Fuck rappers using lipstick sick freaks
I hate bling-bling you all look like chicks with dicks
No tricks allowed I can sing from the butt
Try to love me, respect me for what I'm not
Hey, check the message I released today:
Fuck bitches, be a guy, not a fucking gay
If you wanna hang with me, you need a good rope
You have to take dope, drink forties, and smoke
Cry me a river when you see I'm sad
Be my fuck puppet, bitch, rake my bed
I spit dirty things with wicked means
After ninety-nine drinks, look, 'I've got wings!'
I can pay twenty bucks for the bitch of my dreams
And I really don't care for other human beings
When nature calls, I never call back
'Fuck' is the word! Let's say, 'What the fuck?'
 

[Chorus: Cheloo & Bishop]
Fuck fake friends, fuck shakin' hands
Please take a good shit in yo' fucking pants
Me be like: fuck decency! Pardon me!
My sweet personality's splitted in three
Fuck fake friends, fuck shakin' hands
Please take a good shit in yo' fucking pants
Me be like: fuck decency! Pardon me!
My sweet personality's splitted in three
 

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