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Bizarre

"f*ck Your Life"

[Intro]
What's up people this is Sindee Syringe
We're here up in here snorting some lines
And we're all going straight to hell!!

[Verse 1: Bizarre]
Man I popped so many pills it's startin' to get scary
(Bizarre I'm your wife) b*tch I ain't married (hell no)
And I don't give a f*ck about pullin' out my di*k
Look at the name of my clique
It's D12 ho (yeah baby) it's D12 ho (yeah baby) (yeah yeah)
Bizarre smoke ganja and got no problems
For ten hot dollars I f*ck your b*tch at the cabana
VD, AIDS, that's what Bizarre got
For tenthousand Magic Johnson will give me a shot
I sniff blow, high of a brick
Crash into a ditch on 6/96
Nasty n*gga, quick to lick a finger
Eat a b*tch ass, it taste like a butter-finger
And I'm goin' to hell for my nasty mouth
Cause this is what Rock'n'Roll is all about

[Hook: Sindee Syringe] (Bizarre) 2x
(I'm a psycho)
And it's f*ckin' with me again
My dreams, my drugs, my life, my sins, Sindee Syringe
We hate life (f*ck your life)

[Verse 2: Bizarre]
Every since I was a kid, I had a violent past
Whooped the nurse's ass for touchin' my diaper rash
And I ain't go work, I'm a lazy sh*t
That's why I live in Warren with a fat white b*tch (yeah, that's right)
She's 36 and and keep a gun full of arsenal (hahaha)
Her son is 13, loves to listen to Marshall (Slim Shady)
But I whoop his b*tch ass and send him to school
And let him know, that takin' drugs is cool
See I'm on some dumb sh*t don't know right from wrong
All up in Murder Inc. try to get Ja Rule on a song (it's murder)
And I used to be a virgin, grown ass man
Until I took a trip of the Neverland (hahahaha)
Mike gave my milk and cookies, show me his room
Bend his ass over, I f*cked him with a broom
Cause

[Hook: Sindee Syringe] (Bizarre) 2x

[Verse 3: Bizarre]
All day I dream about sex (yeah)
f*ck a handicapped b*tch, me, Proof and X
And I don't give a f*ck about no Britney Spears (f*ck that)
Just tie the b*tch up, nut in her ears (aaaaaah)
Buck said when I'm in Cashville I can get it for ten (yay)
For the last three month, you know where I been (hahahaha)
Snortin', shootin', gettin' a fix
Got two indian b*tches in the motel six
Four bags and twenty beers (ahhh)
And I don't even know who the f*ck D12 is (who the f*ck is ya?)
I'm on a stage, doin' a love song
Yellow thong, knowing damn well I'm wrong
And I don't want no prostitute to have no sex (no)
I want a b*tch that break my neck, while I try to get her wet (ahhh)
So kids, don't smoke no weed
Cause you'll end up just like me

[Hook: Sindee Syringe] (Bizarre) 2x

[Outro: Bizarre]
n*gga f*ck your life (n*gga)
n*gga f*ck my life, hahaha

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