Bizarre, Sindee Syringe - Fuck Your Life lyrics

[Bizarre, Sindee Syringe - Fuck Your Life lyrics]

What's up people this is Sindee Syringe
We're here up in here snorting some lines
And we're all going straight to hell!

Man I popped so many pills
It's startin' to get scary
(Bizarre I'm your wife) Bitch I
Ain't married (hell no)
And I don't give a fuck
About pullin' out my dick
Look at the name of my clique it's D12 ho
(yeah baby) it's D12 ho (yeah baby, yeah
Yeah)
Bizarre smoke ganja and got no problems
For ten hot dollars I fuck
Your bitch at the cabana
VD, AIDS, that's what Bizarre got
For tenthousand Magic Johnson will
Give me a shot i sniff blow, high of a brick
Crash into a ditch on 6 96
Nasty nigga, quick to lick a finger
Eat a bitch ass
It taste like a butter-finger
And I'm goin' to hell for my nasty mouth
Cause this is what Rock'n'Roll is all about
(I'm a psycho)
And it's fuckin' with me again
My dreams, my drugs, my life, my sins
Sindee Syringe we hate life (Fuck your life)

Every since I was a kid, I had a violent past
Whooped the nurse's ass for
Touchin' my diaper rash
And I ain't go work, I'm a lazy shit
That's why I live in Warren
With a fat white bitch (yeah, that's right)
She's 36 and and keep a gun full of arsenal
(hahaha)
Her son is 13, loves to listen to Marshall
(Slim Shady) but, I whoop his bitch ass
And send him to school
And let him know, that takin' drugs is cool
See I'm on some dumb shit
Don't know right from wrong
All up in Murder Inc try to
Get Ja Rule on a song (it's murder)
And I used to be a virgin, grown ass man
Until I took a trip of the Neverland
(hahahaha) mike gave my milk and cookies
Show me his room
Bend his ass over, I fucked him with a broom
Cause

All day I dream about sex (yeah)
Fuck a handicapped bitch, me, Proof and X
And I don't give a fuck
About no Britney Spears (fuck that)
Just tie the bitch up, nut in her ears
(aaaah) buck said when I'm in Cashville I
Can get it for ten (yay)
For the last three month
You know where I been (hahahaha)
Snortin', shootin', gettin' a fix
Got two indian bitches in the motel six
Four bags and twenty beers (ahhh)
And I don't even know who the fuck D12 is
(who the fuck is ya?)
I'm on a stage, doin' a love song
Yellow thong, knowing damn well I'm wrong
And I don't want no prostitute to have no sex
(no) i want a bitch that break my neck
While I try to get her wet (ahhh)
So kids, don't smoke no weed
Cause you'll end up just like me

Nigga fuck your life (nigga)
Nigga fuck my life, hahaha

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