Fuck You All Lyrics

Dude, I'm starting to realize it's not my fault that
I can't have a good time when I go out.
When I leave the house for that matters. Yo.

For the chicks in expensive clothes,
Looking for a place to stick their nose, standing there in a bitchy pose.
With your arms crossed acting like you're too beautiful
To have a good time... NOBODY LIKES YOU!

To Gregory, the guy *at* my job,
The two-faced snob, that will stab you in the back for a raise.
And he starts another *work rumour* every other day.
Man fuck him and say NOBODY LIKES YOU!

And to the *frat* boys,
Racist; rowdy; violent; *intoxicated*; acting real childish.
*Date rape* drugs, abercrombie, *co-ed*.
They get Dave Matthews band-fanshirts NOBODY LIKES YOU!

To the white girls that act like gangsters, and talk like:
"Aww hell no girl, that bitch keep looking at me
I'm a go get my motherfúcking shotgun out the trunk"
Yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah shut up. NOBODY LIKES YOU!

I'm gonna die but it's not my time.
I got a warm ass heart that I cannot find.
But the pressure in the world is gonna break my spine
So I gotta let it out right nowMac Lethal - Fuck You All - http://motolyrics.com/mac-lethal/fuck-you-all-lyrics.html
Like FUCK YOU ALL!

There's a club in my city called "Blonde",
It's like a freaking nightclub version of Bed Bath & Beyond.
You got a fake tan 'til your skin turns bronze,
If you wanna get in but uh NOBODY LIKES IT!

Cool man you got a new car,
It's got a nice stereo in it. All the windows are *tinted*.
You got leather seats and the rims were expensive.
But shut the *fuck* up about it: NOBODY LIKES IT!

To the guys, that manufacture XTC, thank you
It dehydrates you and fills your head with brain *goo*
Somebody created techno music on your dumb synthetic drug man
NOBODY LIKES IT!

Every four years the *presidency* could be different.
But everybody's lazy and no one wants to listen.
There's *power in* numbers but people wanna play videogames
'cause man fúck voting. NOBODY LIKES IT!

Ah, club *cipher*
Ey yo yo yo yo
Hey man, complaining that you don't hear good music
on the radio and you don't see good music on mtv and
shit. It's like complaining that you can't get a good
fucking steak at T.G.I. Friday's. Which you can.