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Fuck Your Stuff P.O.S. like Malcolm Just when I thought this culture was open, they go doubt em Fuck, dumbin it down, spit ice skip jewelry Molotov cocktails on me like accessory Um, they could teach you how to front Fuck Your Stuff (Clean) P.O.S. [Hook] My whole crew's on some shit Scuffing up your Nikes, spitting on your whip Kicking out your DJ, rock it then we dip [Verse 1] Looking out the window like Malcolm Just when I thought this culture All Of It P.O.S. whip Juice in the cup scuffs on the kicks Trash in the clerb never tryna mix It's a drag how some of these people live Ima get a little wiggle in it anyway 'Til I had enough Spillin' every drink man fuck Get Down (feat. Mike Mictlan & Greg Grease) P.O.S. Gimme gimme wah We too dirty man Shimmy shimmy ya Skinny bars naw All cents no penny jar Snub a star celebrity fed No meals worth mentioning all unsettling Nihilist anarchist mind set reddening Need what fuck Bumper P.O.S. I take my time with it I take forever so sick of work and that clever Let's skip ahead to the next Pushin' my own limits I make it better Ain't no one touching my future Ain't no one fuck with my old shit Kicking Knowledge in the face P.O.S. that Been a little cold since the first time P.O.S. Meth-head vs Mcnugget P.O.S. Who the fuck he think he is? P.O.S. (hed) pe i'm sorry i couldn't live up to so sorry i couldn't be like you i'm sorry i couldn't become what you are I couldn't have tried any less I hate becoming your regret I kinda like what you put me through Wanted/Wasted (Feat. Astronautalis) P.O.S. living that might as well know the soundtrack That blank stare that doesn't make you care Shit it's not designed to make you care They bet you won't care You don't So I guess next come We don't give a fuck They Can't Come (Feat. Sims) P.O.S. Hey I'm a flash in a class of my own A disaster with thoughts overblown I massacre average crap With a head so advanced I was kicked out of school never warned Picked out red flagged as a dirt bag Sick fuck Ants P.O.S. packaging Computers computers please All the robots are walking now Back in the swing of things They sing for the distraction it brings I flap my jaws cuz I'm the one Who works the crap outta these things Fuck Sarah Silverman P.O.S. maybe you don't Lemme call this real quick Maybe I pwned you on a few tracks You think you got some bones to pick I ain't gotta deal with shit like that anymore man I met Bobby Gorgeous check it Tell it, P.O.S Hunger Pains Three P.O.S. must be on a passion strike I see the picket signs shouting Everybody who wants some props, just get in line Serving number 37 All of y'all just wait Good job, now pat yourself on the back And attach your Music for Shoplifting P.O.S. sums it up But while some of them get crunk, I gets Stories and truths I share views See I, See why Crews choose the Fox News I see in CNBC CNBC and other shows It's crystal clear without a PCS phone P.O.S Fire In The Hole/Arrow To The Action P.O.S. of our idols It's hard to not feel tricked It's hard not to feel a bit of resentment at their penchant for bullshit An impulse prescription obsession placed on pure waste Expulsion from that whatever your How We Land (feat. Justin Vernon) P.O.S. as I'm not exposed This place is wrong for me Offer me All or nothing All for nothing Love me not Watch me closely Call my bluff and call the shots Roller coasting off the lot Out the box busted But fuck Little Kids P.O.S. sincerity rarely comes in clearly, To her it was all fake, mock life, mock friends, She wanted to paint it white, and start again, She wrote letters to her little brother and mother, And packed up her stuff Duct Tape P.O.S. thank god you're swift They cough up blood and choke on it You're not needed, you're not welcome back here in Minneapolis You're not worth shit, you're not worth shit, You're not worth shit Put that in your Lock-picks, Knives, Bricks And Bats P.O.S. what's under the bed the last threads Unrest in the flesh and restless Can't choose to stop us We some bad news maracas What's a law but a leash Can't lock got tools to pop those reckless And just out of your Weird Friends (We Don't Even Live Here) P.O.S. with my weird friends Hugging the bass line Hopin' you feel this And these rhymes ain't tight they are terrorish And that girl's not white she's an anarchist And we float like kites through your Piano Hits (Feat. Isaac Gale Of Marijuana Deathsquads) P.O.S. you're ahead of the game No machines no funerals No plugs to pull this is my living will And it all seems beautiful Let it go on with the carousel Any day in a daze in the grey in the dirt With a foot on your Baked Alaska Carter Vail What the fuck are you talking 'bout? What the fuck are you saying? What the fuck are you talking 'bout? What the fuck are you saying? Muscle Junkie (Album Version) (Edited Ver.) Violent soho You thought the world Owed you a smile Your parents cheer Your dad was proud Monday does not apply to you Fuck you, fuck you I can't trust you So dig my head Into the ground This muscle junkie Tied me Bad Stuff Cactus juices When I found out That our little agreement's Non-exclusive Ah damn She let celebrity status hit So I'm thinking of tactics How to leave ran down Prophylatics On the mattress So I practice Hoping to stuff Good Stuff U.G.K. Wow, those motherfuckers kissin', man they still kissin' Niggas jackin' they dick up onto the car over there I don't participate in that rapin' myself shit, fuck that I need to get me some motherfucker Keep My Stuff Valley There's little things you never think about Like calling your name in an empty house To hear the echo coming back around So deafening Glad it ain't happening Sometimes I just sit here And get lost in my Hot Stuff Pussycat Dolls Looking for your hot stuff Baby, tonight I want your hot stuff I got to feel it Got to have your hot stuff Got to have your love tonight Ooh yeah I want you back Ooh yeah I want you back Signed, Sealed, Delivered I`m Yours Stuff Now I'm wondering if your love's still strong Oo baby, here I am, signed, sealed, delivered, I'm yours Then that time I went and said goodbye Now I'm back and not ashamed to cry Oo baby, here I am, I Wanna... Kurupt For all the girls you know you in the Garden Eden This is the dumb pick, I love to fuck To my baby girl Denim You can't wait till we gets on to crash your body Kurupt: Dogg Pound Gangstaville, Break stuff Limp Bizkit days when you don't wanna wake up Everything is fucked Everybody sucks You dont really know why But you wanna justify ripping somones head off No human contact and if you interact Then your