Shit & F**k

When I hear voices, My mind plays tricks on me When it comes to hearing music on the streets Instead, all I hear is profanity It offends me everywhere I go Shit & fuck Shit & fuck Shit & fuck Shit & fuck Shit & fuck Shit & fuck Everywhere I go cruising around town, All I hear is vulgar language I wish I heard music out of my artistic talent When I speak my word, All I get is a "so what" attitude with a profane curse word in the middle of it Shit & fuck Shit & fuck Shit & fuck Shit & fuck Shit & fuck Shit & fuck Cruising the streets being called a bum and an asshole, It makes me rave like a wild animal I never hear music on the road All I hear is vulgarity Shit & fuck Shit & fuck Shit & fuck Shit & fuck Shit & fuck Shit & fuck Shit & fuck Shit & fuck Shit & fuck Shit & fuck Rock over London Rock on, Chicago Choosy mothers choose Jif