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Lyrics to: Damn
By Artist: 311
Word up, Im talking to you Im making dope rhymes, thats what I do Like a mad man, you know its bad man I slam a good goddamn
Well Ive been burned so goddamn badly I could just sit and sing the blues But instead Ill make a fist, yeah And make my own good news
Take my advice, yeah Youll pay the price Make it funky like this... Good god.....damn
I drop a syllable like yo What else is dissin me Huh, its pissin me off Rock me baby, what!?
You dont mean that crap But what the hell, if it sells Damn, youre a sham No thank you maam, bitch!!
Oh, Ive been burnt badly I could just sit and sing the blues But instead Ill make a fist, yeah And make my own good news
Take my advice Youll pay the price Make it funky like this!!! Good goddamn, tell you what, alles klar
And the nightmare of publicity begins This is the time to find who are your true friends I drain my brain, to be original Build character, aboriginal American music is what I grew into ? ? ? ? ? ? fuck you!!!!
I say we fear no evolution Stand up, musical revolution Follow me because we can never stop And well never give Cause this is how, we breath and live And some of them whine And some of them bitch They cannot do it, well never switch We do it for ourselves, we do it for you If you dont like it well, I hope you do
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