F**k You P**o

What do you think about the man who never came? Caught in his own bad game under a new name You're no better 'cause you don't feel shit You moan and whine until you get another hit So what's with the new style? Oh, I'll fuck you up and wait for a new trial Oh my you think your made you got you're first laid Can't you see it makes you hate So step the fuck back we ain't no joke say what you want You got no hope fuck Tony Montana we got more dope to spread around Fuck around, wake up with your nuts bound To my bedpost K Y jelly, I'll be your perverted host Lyrical mass murderer, slitting your throat Cutting you up and then bury you, better hurry y'all It's time we took the glow off slap you in the face Grab your balls and make you cough They call you Puto motherfucker They call you Puto motherfucker It's all crap, a trap, and no way out It's no use to talk if you can't scream it out loud You don't believe, you won't hear it You don't wanna beat it, you don't wanna act unless you fear it Fuck you, punk you don't stand a chance The four of us are back and it's no fucking switch stance You better like it or love it man, now tell me what you think? 'Cause this one I gotta win now put me back in They call you Puto motherfucker They call you Puto motherfucker