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No Good Bastards
Tom MacDonald, Nova Rockafeller & Brandon Hart
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I'm not big on fighting these days, but I don't call the cops And I'm not big on scrapping lately, when I start, I don't stop I just need one more person to hate me, talk that talk One more problem might make me kill them all I'm a heartbreaker, ass kicker I'm a hot trigger, nasty words I got two fingers for ass kissers I'm a a!shole, dirtbag, no good bastard Look it's no more Mr. Nice Guy so go ahead and get mad I'll show you how easy I turn a tough guy into a dead man I ain't your buddy, buddy, haters are obsessed fans If we were buddies trust, I'd crack a Bud just like a red can Bedpan full of piss and vinegar Head scan said that I'm not crazy but I'm similar Let's dance, lead hands, homie, you get slept fast Trust me, you're a midget, I'm a monster, every slap I throw's a finisher I just need one more person to hate me, talk that talk One more problem might make me kill them all I'm a heartbreaker, ass kicker I'm a hot trigger, nasty words I got two fingers for ass kissers I'm a a!shole, dirtbag, no good bastard Turn your ass into a crackhead, you must love gettin' rocked Take your door off with a flathead and take everything that you got Ay, whoa, don't make me put down my purse, we only Gucci on cards You think you bet I'm the worst and your family to church, so baby, don't get on my nerves, like I don't know about these hoes, all I know is how we go We're non-stop, we'll reload if you're talkin', I see ghosts You groupie baby, I'm different, think you know hell? Well, I'll show you it I was born in hell, Devil knows me well, I returned with a list like Moses did I just need one more person to hate me, talk that talk One more problem might make me kill them all I'm a heartbreaker, ass kicker I'm a hot trigger, nasty words I got two fingers for ass kissers I'm a a!shole, dirtbag, no good bastard I don't call for backup, keep those comments to yourself Bunch of cop call a pussies, 'fraid to handle sh!t themselves We was raised by the wolves, we ain't afraid to bleed and help Sort the men from the boys, the have-nots from the wealth With God as my witness, I'll leave you where you stand If you flex, that's your death, we doin' more than throwing hands You better give me six feet when I come through, back the f!ck up Guaranteed to leave you bleeding if you make me back this truck up I just need one more person to hate me, talk that talk One more problem might make me kill them all I'm a heartbreaker, ass kicker I'm a hot trigger, nasty words I got two fingers for ass kissers I'm a a!shole, dirtbag, no good bastard
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