Spose - Fuck It lyrics

rate me

Uh-huh

Oh hey, oh hey I didn't see you there...

Welcome to sunny Wells Maine, pass me the blunt

Back when I was sippin' sunny d watchin' harry and Hendersons, osh kosh jeans and the dimetap medicine

Life was good and oh so simple, no girls, no weed, no police, no pimples.

*And now it's red stripe 'til I can't stand up, I don't bluff, I'm in Maine like horse dandruff.

I could burn my mouth and still not suck, with the bank account negative a million bucks. And even when I'm drunk I spit resilient stuff, and I dated Kenny Bunker who gives brilliant fucks

Similarly early life made me and such, and yo what I've been bonkers since tonka trucks.

Is he spizzy, is he nuts, the locals are unsure, no furge

his ash names on his sweat shirt. beside spose with a flow so pure

before the red sox reversed the curse in '04

Fuck it! If you're with me or you just got meds for your STD's.

Say fuck it! One life to live, and one million more nose rips to give.

Say fuck it! If you ain't got paid or you ain't got laid in 100 days.

Say fuck it! Spizzy Spose, you're daaaaaamn right! I keep it pimpin'.

White dude nikes, suburban living with the blunts half pipes be

quite abundant. Night life unlively.

Glove compartment got Febreze and Visine.

VCR/ TV combo not widescreen.

And Mike V hustles trees on ivly.

12 year olds fake id's, rich dads keep their yards tidy,

Shall I proceed? Alrighty.

We got wealth disproportionate, teen suicide,

No need for cabourgien.

Dope people make some should've-been-abortioned kids.

Wells, Maine from the casket to the orphanage.

And back again, I'm from the place with the widescreen.

Redneck fists aren't soft like ice cream.

Police light shine bright white every night like Jesus Christ light beams, and the radio sucks sooo

Turn up the Outkast!

Fuck it! If you're with me or you just got meds for your STD's.

Say fuck it! One life to live, and one million more nose rips to give.

Say fuck it! If you ain't got paid or you ain't got laid in 100 days.

Say fuck it! Spizzy Spose, you're daaaaaamn right! I keep it pimpin'.

And I've been dope with these rants,

since everybody rocked Jenko pants.

Justin, JC, and Lance used to blare it at every Junior high dance

while my Mom was in the basement, watering plants.

With the xenon lights, rural life ain't polite,

Welcome to the Jungle, stash the weed by the grundle.

My buddy mumbles that the cop probably knows his uncle.

Get a drop like a fumble, I said, that shit's bimpin'.

5, 8; eyes dilate when I'm baked.

Gui-dos in tuxedos buy steaks at high rates.

For Christ sake, American parents are irate,

cause they all seen their daughter's gyrate on myspace.

I'm on the couch passed out, bein' an ass clown.

But they say that Spose kid is dope with his mouth.

In fact the illest ilastus in social studies syllabus, before islamic militants were killin us.

Fuck it! If you're with me or you just got meds for your STD's.

Say fuck it! One life to live, and one million more nose rips to give.

Say fuck it! If you ain't got paid or you ain't got laid in 100 days.

Say fuck it! Spizzy Spose, you're daaaaaamn right! I keep it pimpin'.*

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