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Climax Blues Band - Fuck 'Em lyrics
(CHORUS)
 "Fuck em, fu-fu-fuck fuck em all"
 "I bury those cockroaches"
 "What'd they ever do for us?"
 "I bury those cockroaches"
 "Fuck you man!"
 [Willie D]
 I gotta bone to pick cause I'm sick
 Of you motherfuckers talkin shit
 We pick you up, you put us down and I'm mad
 Time to talk about your dog ass
 [Scarface]
 Jealous motherfuckers its seems wanna try the Ak'
 "How do you do em?" Fuck em up like a cardiac
 So if your curious get a blood donor
 Cause I'mma fuck you up so bad, that you're momma won't know ya
 I pity the fool who diss the mastermind of wreckin shit
 Now let me tell ya somethin bitch
 Get yaself headstone and a box of pine
 Cause when I catch up with ya, ya ass is mine
 The line is drawn word is bond
 The motherfuckers who crossed it are dead and gone
 Punk motherfuckers gon suck a dick
 Bushwick, "Yeah money" what you think about this bullshit?
 [Bushwick Bill]
 Fuck those unknown motherfuckers
 With a 10 foot pole that can't touch us
 Before the Geto Boys came around
 You can't front their clout, H-town was no town
 Yeah we know you still skeptic
 Cause we ain't kissin no God damn ass to be accepted
 And if you're waitin on that to happen sucka
 You'll be a waitin motherfucker
 Shit outta luck, stuck and got fucked
 Fo's up to those who down with us
 And to you other mothafuckas in the atmosphere
 I'm sayin fuck you loud and clear
(CHORUS)
 [Bushwick Bill]
 Radios, newspapers, TVs
 Spreadin lies across the seven seas
 Many people thought we couldn't endure
 Niggaz are buyin now they ain't so sure
 Billboard has us check out our status
 I don't understand you hoes, whats the matter
 [Willie D]
 The motherfuckers are sickClimax Blues Band - Fuck 'Em - http://motolyrics.com/climax-blues-band/fuck-em-lyrics.html
 Constipated, col' fulla shit
 They tried to keep us off the market
 Straight up hoe shit, they had to stock it
 My back don't pack no monkeys
 Cause I kick mo' ass than a donkey
 I gotta pump but I will jump
 Yous a punk or a one on one ya run to the trunk
 If you're motherfuckin fee fista shoo
 I'm Willie D and I came to say, Fuck you!
 Fuck you has been stated by the underground master
 Show me a hacidity bitch and I'll blast her
 Fuck you is what ourselves should do
 And spit on ya nasty ass when I'm through
 You don't like me, cause what ya see is a figure
 I'm a for real ass nigga
 I won't iron your clothes or pay rent at your place
 There ain't a damn thing baby about my face
 [Bushwick Bill]
 The whole faculty's on crack
 You say I can't wear my hat, but yo, fuck that
 You call yourself teacher, but whats bein taught?
 How to fuck kids and not get caught?
 How can your teacher reach ya
 Their too busy in the halls tryin to fuck the other teacher
 Bushwick Bill (?some Jamaican i imagine?)
[Ready Red]
 Fuck the motherfuckin critics, fuck newspapers
 Fuck the radio stations
 And fuck your parents against rap
 We buried ya fuckin cockroaches
 [Willie D]
 To every motherfucker who diss my crew
 I'm sayin fuck you, now what you hoes wanna do?
 I gotta awesome noise in my Blazer for instance
 Some shit that'll shake the ground so keep ya distance
 Parents confiscate my tapes
 Sendin letters and shit talkin bout how they hate
 The album Controversy's they're rebellin
 I don't give a fuck cause the shits still sellin
 So this is how the D'll respond
 I'mma cuss my ass off for your daughters and sons
 And if you don't like it spouse
 You can suck my dick until your lips fall off
 I've had it up to here with this bullshit
 To each I preach without a pulpit
 Calls I don't do, nails I don't chew
 Whenever I fix my mouth to say, FUCK YOU
"I Bury those cockroaches"








