Monoxide, Glasses Malone, Krizz Kaliko - Sux 2 B U lyrics

(It sucks to be you)
Oh boy, we doing it bigger
Than a muthafucka right now
We got Glasses Malone with us
(Sucks to be you)
Krizz Kaliko in the mutherfuckin'
House and if
You mutherfuckas ain’t down with this shit
Krizz let they ass know (Sucks to be you)

Me and the terrific, with wicked Twiztid
Spit it one
Now we more hated then George Zimmerman
So put your hoods up like
You’re reppin' for Trayvon
This track sucked more the minute I came on
(no it didn’t) this is for blooded cousins
Loving us in dozens
And Juggalos is cheering when
They hearing niggas bludgeon
You might be offended, I can’t be ended
All y'all is in Cali, they be trendin'
Caddy I’m firing the warning shot
Niggas still see I stepped it up
Don’t know how warm it got
Hot, hot, hot, hot!
I’m taking it back to the days
I was packing a strap cali’s in town
They mad they don’t know
Where they girlfriend at
So have a glass of suicide
A cup of shut the fuck up
You niggas made it on the radio
I guess you lucked up
But, you’ll be outta here in a
Year and the crowd’ll boo
We get the cheers, you get the tears

Sucks to be you
And it's so unfair that you keep
Talking and no one cares sucks to be you
When in your end is coming
Running and you do nothing sucks to be you
And I know y'all hate it cause we
Ain’t shit but we still made it
Sucks to be you put the gun to your face and
Make this world a better place

You can do it like this
But you’re makin' a bad decision
See I’m worse than the mob cause
Even the fishes are missin'
This ain’t some off the wall pill pop mission
But givin' a listen to what I’ve been giving
I’ll have you begging for what
What Micheal was hittin'
I’m sickening like a man’s ass on a 50 inch
And destined to end up in
A bathtub like Whitney did
But my mission is to live long
And I got her shit but, I know she’s gotta
Be dead, butted heads
Had a Chris brownie kid
I’m a lunatic in a zombie wig
Sweeney Todd couldn’t dream
Of the nightmares that I've
Been followed with
Like lobsters fuckin' ostriches
It’s preposterous to think you got a
Fuckin' shot to stop this

Cool it, all these niggas need to cool it
Cause, I’m on while they spent a
Lifetime tryin' to do this
Sixes, I don't even fuck with dueces
Ruthless and ain’t a nigga
Breathin' gonna refute it
Fooled it, stanky heart until he proved it
Nice plus I’m ‘bout that life so
Yeah I used to move it
Ask the Crips, ask the Bloods, ask the
Ask the Hoovers
About Glasses Logan gettin’ looped up
Get this bitch to nooch you, let it revel
Bet that lie hey I’m thug until I die
Bitch it’s seventh street for life
Tossers said hi till they sever off my head
Poser motherfucker you could never understand
Try and beef with me you
Pussy niggas are dead men
I’m ready for whatever, hundred guns
Hundred bands and I'mma keep it hundred till
I’m hunted down and lynched
And since she can take a mile
I can’t give my bitch an inch