Mr. Strange - Crusher Fucker lyrics

Hello unwelcome friends
Welcome to the ego, ergo fuck metaphors
I'll stomp you dead into the floor
You don't like my music but you come
Back for more
You're pathologically obsessed by the best
Don't even try to contest
You got a few hang-ups 'bout
Me doing my thing and while I win
I block out your light and
Your world grows dim
A is for asshole, and B is for bitch
C is for cunt, but the question is which

Crusher fucker, I know you love it
Turn up the volume like you don't give a shit
Crusher fucker, I know you love it
Turn it up, turn it up!

Bounce baby, bounce baby!
Yeah, I know you hear me
Bounce baby, bounce baby! (Oh, yeah)

So many people got an axe to grind
They take the time to try and
Disrespect my mind with verbal slime
Testing my patience with your
Shit talking radiance
I've never met your acquaintance
Yet your mouth has a fecal fragrance?
D is for diva, E is for ego
F is for fuck off, and now it's time to go
You ain't unique or gifted
You're just a bunch of jealous dicks
Shockingly weak is the definition that fit's

Crusher fucker, I know you love it
Turn up the volume like you don't give a shit
Crusher fucker, I know you love it
Turn it up, turn it up!

Bounce baby, bounce baby!
Yeah, I know you hear me
Bounce baby, bounce baby! (Oh, yeah)

Crusher fucker you're my fucker crusher

Crusher fucker, I know you love it
Turn up the volume like you don't give a shit
Crusher fucker, I know you love it
Turn it up, turn it up!

Bounce baby, bounce baby!
Yeah, I know you hear me
Bounce baby, bounce baby! (Oh, yeah)