Triple F lyrics

by

Das Racist


[Hook]
Nobody wants you when you’re down and out
They all say 'f*ck you'
When you’re no longer down and out
They all claim they loved you

[Verse 1: Mr. Muthaf*ckin’ eXquire]
f*ck ‘em, f*ck ‘em, and f*ck ‘em
That’s triple F
Sometimes I feel like I’m the last real n*gga left
Broke, degenerate, alcoholic, pill-popping addict
Combative, my thoughts be all sporadic
Macadamia nut f*ck
Academia leave me ‘lone let me sit in this rut, it's my life so just let me f*ck it up
I know there’s consequences, but I don’t give a f*ck
Thoughts cut, mental asphyxiation, my mind stuck
Now I’m a monster mixed with a mad scientist
Check on the high to glide to size up some sh*t
Totally convinced that not a soul gives a sh*t
About you when you ain’t got it
Won’t buy you a huck of spit
My mind, soul, and my body
So tired of all this sh*t
They say I’m psychotic, neurotic, well they can suck my di*k
They say all kinds of sh*t about me
Sometimes I wish I was dead
I wonder what they’d think about me
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