311 - Dammit Lyrics
Yo, word up, Im talkin to youMakin dope rhymes, thats what I doLike a madman, you know Im bad, manI slam, a good goddamnWell I concur so goddamn badlyI could just sit and sing the bluesBut instead ill make a fist, yeahAnd make my own bad news yeahTake my adviceYoull pay the priceMake it funky like thisGood godDamnYo, what else is dissin meThats right, its pissin me offRock me baby? what?You dont mean that crapWhat the hell, if it sellsDamn, youre a sham,No thank you, maam*****Oh, I get burned badlyI could just sit and sing the bluesBut instead ill make a fist, yeahMake my own good news, yeahTake my adviceYoull pay the priceMake it funky like thisGood goddamnI tell you whatAlles klarHey