$uicideBoy$ – Fuck Your Culture Lyrics

F--- Your Culture By $uicideBoy$

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Coming in this b----, I’m blooding, gunning, running with the devils, man
Triple the six up, f--- my b---- up, flipping crucifixes, man
Spawn of satan ridin’ with a couple weapons on ’em
2-11 tossed from heaven, junkie creepin’ out a coma
Tell me how you want it, demons clinching on my heart, boy
Creepin’ in the 7th, down that m----------- Saint Bernard
Overdosed on h-----, too much Xanny, God can’t stand me
F--- a standard, f--- your culture, m--------- a f-----’ Grammy

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There’s a dozen rotten bouquets on top of the two graves
I’m diggin’ ’til I’ve dug ’em, one for me and one for you, baby
Totaled the new Mercedes, so I copped another Benz
Trappin’ like a chew babe
Unsheathe the blue blade and place it right beside your neck
Hold up, what the f--- you know of?
Rollin’ the wool off of the wolf and facing facts sober
These last few months, b----, I never left the sofa
Patiently waiting, the venom is fading, yeah, I’m a king cobra

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