Digital Drama - Bullsh** lyrics

1st Verse: When I grew up I was rather broke / back when the world was an*logue f**ed up cloth from a catalogue / soon I started f**ing with the pedagogues The only way for me to be popular / only way I saw girls: through binoculars Had a crush once, couldn't come in touch wit'her / cos a food-coupon wasn't enough for her Always bullied in the schoolyard / till I hit that kid with a stool, hardly Remember anyone stepping outta line from that time onward / no goon squad No authority that could tell me anything, man / yeah, my balls grew large However, still had a little pecker / but no f**ing way I'mma hit that double bagger Cos soon these would be the days of the past / so which would be the ways that'd last? Made up my mind when I swayed that cla**- / A-b**h to f** me and I came in her a** “I don't give a f**” attitude it is / couldn't find a cuss f**ing as rude as this First I was confused; I was new to this / being on top of the “cool-kids-list” sh**, more like a cla** clown / but I proudly wore that crown / who's bad, now? Fool, that's how / me gets f**ed up, being rubbish / but telling the truth flat-out b**h, don't even think about getting snobbish with me / I'mma put you on your bu*tocks quickly Any form of critique / bounces right off of me, all I hear lately is Hook (x2): Bullsh** / but it's okay I'm cool with it Everytime you state that bullsh** I go deaf / don't give two sh**s Catch an attitude / if the shoe fits Wear it, don't care, kid / you'll get Faded out / you know, loose lips Sink ships / all your mouth produces All that comes out is (Bullsh**) 2nd Verse: Can't tell me nothing, man cos you ain't did sh** with your life / man, this's your wife?! Jealous of me cos of the things I do / you can't do that / who knew that You'd be stuck with two brats / by the age of 22, that's too bad Where the big yacht, where the pool at / me living this freely really must drive you mad Really though / when you hear me flow / syllables like it's nothing, boy, coming out your stereo Far from mediocre / take a minute, yo / to digest- constipated? What a pity, hoe My life's like reckless driving / b**h, I'm always restless, diving Into any senseless fighting / long as this heart's beating in my chest it's rivaling So make no mistake, I ain't slowing down / boy, ain't no debate, b**h, it's on now When you're facing your fate, you will know how / easy and great life can go, wow It ain't giving in, on the contrary / you ain't listening, I'm here to win Pissing against the wind / but no quandary / every single sin is like I'm differen- -tiating from you boring c*nts / man, I told you more than once: I don't give two sh**s about your opinion / it's me against the world f** what you heard / everything I do's the right choice / them words': just white noise That sh** don't even concern / that's why everytime I see them; I just flip ‘em the bird like: “not giving a f**” Hook x2