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bizarre - fuck your life lyrics

[intro: sindee syringe]
whatsup people!?
this is sindee syringe!
we’re here up in here snortin’ sum lines! and we’re all goin’ straight to h-ll!

[verse 1: bizarre]
man i pop so many pills, it’s startin’ to get scary!
[woman: bizzare, i’m your wife] b-tch, i ain’t lairy!
and i don’t give a f-ck about pullin’ out my d-ck,
look at the name of my cl-t
it’s d12 hoe! (yeah, baby!)
it’s d12 hoe! (yeah, baby!)
yea, yea,
bizarre smoke atcha and got no problem,
for 10 hot dollars i f-ck your b-tch at the cavana[?]
vd, aids that’s what bizarre got,
for ten thousand michael jackson will give me a shot,
i sniff blow, high off a brick,
crash into a ditch on 6-96.
nasty n-gg-, quick to lick the finger,
eat a b-tch -ss, that tastes like a b-tter finger,
and i’m going to h-ll for my nasty mouth,
but this is what rock ‘n’ roll’s all about.

[chorus: sindee syringe]
i’m a psycho! and it’s f-cking with me again!
my dreams, my drugs, my life, my sins, sindee syringe…
we hate life, hate life, hate life,
f-ck your life!

i’m a psycho! and it’s f-cking with me again!
my dreams, my drugs, my life, my sins, sindee syringe…
we hate life, hate life, hate life,
f-ck your life!

[verse 2: bizarre]
ever since i was a kid i had a violent past,
whooped a nurse -ss for touching my diaper rash!
and i ain’t goin’ work, i’m a lazy sh-t,
that’s why i’m living warn with a fat white b-tch
she’s 36 and keeps a gun full of -rs-nal,
but son’s 13, loves to listen to marshall,
but i whoop his -ss, and send him a school,
and let ’em know, that taking drugs is cool!
see i’m on sum dumb sh-t, don’t know right from wrong,
all up on murder inc. trying to get ja rule on a song.
and i used to be a virgin, grown–ss man,
until i took a trip off to neverland.
mike gave me milk and cookies, showed me his room,
kicked his -ss over, i f-cked ‘im with a broom, coz…

[chorus: sindee syringe]
i’m a psycho! and it’s f-cking with me again!
my dreams, my drugs, my life, my sins, sindee syringe…
we hate life, hate life, hate life,
f-ck your life!

i’m a psycho! and it’s f-cking with me again!
my dreams, my drugs, my life, my sins, sindee syringe…
we hate life, hate life, hate life,
f-ck your life!

[verse 3: bizarre]
all day i dream about s-x,
f-cking handicap b-tch, me, proof and hex!
and i don’t give a f-ck about no britney spears,
just tie the b-tch up, nut in her ears!
bucks said when i’m a cash ‘for i could get it for ten[?]
for the last three months you know where i been!
snorting, shooting, getting a fix,
got two indian b-tches in the motel 6
four bags and twenty bears,
and i don’t even know who the f-ck d12 is!
i’m on the stage doing a lovesong, (forever…)
you’ll fall, knowing d-mn well i’m wrong,
and i don’t want no prost-tute to have no s-x,
i wanna b-tch to break my neck, while i try to get her wet!
so, kids! don’t smoke no weed!
cause you’ll end up just like me!

[chorus: sindee syringe]
i’m a psycho! and it’s f-cking with me again!
my dreams, my drugs, my life, my sins, sindee syringe…
we hate life, hate life, hate life,
f-ck your life!

i’m a psycho! and it’s f-cking with me again!
my dreams, my drugs, my life, my sins, sindee syringe…
we hate life, hate life, hate life,
f-ck your life!

n-gg- f-ck you life!
n-gg-!
n-gg- f-ck my life!
[laughing]

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