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311 – fat chance/fuck the bullshit lyrics

na na na na na na
aw yea

i’ve seen the devil and the devil is c-ke
not down like that cuz it ain’t a f-ckin joke
trip ther shrooms fantastic
sh-t gets drasctic
i didn’t believe a word

can you hear this can you hear in the
make the music soothin’ your system
come on now, come on now
hear the beat so sweet
i shouldn’t tell you how

im a freak yall
im a freak yall
much love to my man stan thomas

yea you say like what up to our man eddy offord

eddy offord (repeats alot)

boom

f-ck the bullsh-t what it is

f-ckin 311

you know i’m ready, yes to rock steady
my name’s not betty or teddy, but nick
and i’m what you might call a heretic
yes, and i am from nebraska
my girl is satisfied, you can ask her
you know i’ve never visited alaska
huh, where the oil was spilt
that drunken captain should be killed
for polluting the sea, an atrocity
he still walks free, well
this one goes to all the birds that drown
f-ck the bullsh-t it’s time to throw down

f-ck the bullsh-t it’s time to throw down
f-ck the bullsh-t it’s time to throw down
f-ck the bullsh-t it’s time to throw down

just f-ck the bullsh-t to many d-mn fears and panic
it’s time to throw down and so i said it words of
wisdom that will keep y’all guessing cause
i’m tired of playing and i’m tired of messing around
with all those suckers
yes, stupid mother f-ckers
who put down what we do
we stand alone with the group that’s new
if i was a dwarf, i’d surely be dopey
i’m a stoned wheat thin you can not cope g
kick in the teeth a condescending frown
f-ck the bullsh-t it’s time to throw down

f-ck the bullsh-t it’s time to throw down
f-ck the bullsh-t it’s time to throw down
f-ck the bullsh-t it’s time to throw down

yeah, right about now i’d like to turn the mic over to my man
sa martinez

i am sly in the mix i am the mix master
death and destructor, lyric conductor
rollin with the rhythm of the rhyme i’m rollin
cold cap the parasites when i start to spazz
nicholas h-t’s hard he’s got the jazz
now the b-boys rockin breakin’ moves on the floor
311’s stepping out have ’em yellin for more
go on hoping, i’m poetry in motion
when i fire i spray duck down i’m locin’
p-nut, the b-ss storm is looming
and in your mind the rhythm is booming
p to the n to the u to the t

just f-ck the has-been’s and their stupid–ss rappin’
promising bullsh-t you can’t come through with
do it in the bas-m-nt no complacent
it’s time to kick the f-ck in
begin to win no sin and then
share it, declare it in the public domain
refrain

i’d be perfectly sad if rap was a fad but it’s not
so i’d thought i’d come out with a shot
stupid dumb lyrics make you think i’m a clown
i don’t give a f-ck it’s time to throw down

f-ck the bullsh-t it’s time to throw down
f-ck the bullsh-t it’s time to throw down
f-ck the bullsh-t it’s time to throw down
f-ck the bullsh-t it’s time to throw down

that’s right
knock ’em down
nineties
all that

- 311 lyrics

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