Текст песни Fat Chance

Aw yea I've seen the devil and the devil is coke

Not down like that cuz it ain't a fuckin joke

Trip ther shrooms fantastic

Shit gets drasctic I didn't believe a word

Can you hear this can you hear in the

Make the music soothin' your system

Come on now, come on now

Hear the beat so sweet I shouldn't tell you how

Im a freak yall Im a freak yall

Much love to my man

Stan Thomas

Yea you say like what up to our man

Eddy Offord

Eddy Offord

You know I'm ready, yes to rock steady

My name's not Betty or Teddy, but Nick

And I'm what you might call a heretic

Yes, and I am from Nebraska

My girl is satisfied, you can ask her

You know I've never visited Alaska

Huh, where the oil was spilt

That drunken captain should be killed

For polluting the sea, an atrocity

He still walks free, well

This one goes to all the birds that drown

Fuck the bullshit it's time to throw down

Fuck the bullshit it's time to throw down

Fuck the bullshit it's time to throw down

Fuck the bullshit it's time to throw down

Just fuck the bullshit and get with it

It's time to throw down and so I said it words of

Wisdom that will keep you guessing cause

I'm tired of laying and I'm tired of messing around

With all those suckers

Yes, those stupid mother fuckers

Who put down what we do

We stand alone with the group that's new

If I was a dwarf, I'd surely be Dopey
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I'm a stone wheat thin you can not culture

Kick in the teeth a condescending frown

Fuck the bullshit it's time to throw down

Fuck the bullshit it's time to throw down

Fuck the bullshit it's time to throw down

Fuck the bullshit it's time to throw down

Yeah, right about now I'd like to turn the mic over to my man

SA Martinez

I am sly in the mix I am the mix master

Death and destructor, lyric conductor

Rollin with the rhythm of the rhyme I'm rollin

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Tim, he leads giutar,he's got the jets

Now the b-boys rockin breakin' moves on the floor

311's stepping out and you're yellin for more

I'm hoping, I'm poetry in motion

When I fire I spray

P-Nut, the bass drum is booming

And in your mouth the rhythm is booming

P to the N to the U to the T

Just fuck the has-been's and their stupid-ass rambling

Brothers saying bullshit you can't come through with

Do it in the basement no complacence

It's time to kick the fuck in

Begin to win no sin and then

Share it, declare it in the public domain

[Refrain]

I'd be perfectly glad if rap was a fad but it's not

So I'd thought I'd come out with a shot

Super dumb lyrics make you think I'm a clown

I don't give a fuck it's time to throw down

Fuck the bullshit it's time to throw down

Fuck the bullshit it's time to throw down

Fuck the bullshit it's time to throw down

Fuck the bullshit it's time to throw down

That's right, knockin' them down

Nineties, all of that

311 Fat Chance