Pit Stop

Stop talking shit, about getting hit Cunt you got no fucking substance Except the kind that you fucking abuse And it's doing you no fucking justice Time to grow the f*ck up Stop sobbing about the hard life Its fucking made up anyway cunt So get a life Picking on the pensioners and threatening kill em Then hid in your house like a cowardly villain Say you hanging around because you running the town Nah everywhere else people are hunting you down You owe every cunt money and you think they let ya But it's cause by the end of the day we forget ya Calling every cunt a dog well here's a lecture I'd rather get my dick sucked by Hannibal Lecter You're f*ck all more than a parasite Sucking all the life from everybody in site When will it stop? When you get off the rock Nah you've always been nothing more than soft cock Cry when balloons pop Cry when the weeds gone Laugh when you hit your bitch Cried when she fucked off Cry while you jack off Grab an underage whore Brainwash the cunt So people stop leaving ya Called skinny P cause he sells underweight Gonna tax every bag that gets in his way Calling you a dog when you ask him to shout Still so scared of the dark it got his tooth knocked out Not once owned up to a mistake you've made Always got your finger out for someone else to blame It's not my fault I got Gerry's blood in my veins Yeah well pretty sure even Gerry's fucking ashamed Walking around like your shit don't stink Maybe take a minute to just stop and think Never thrown a punch, but take one like a bitch Maybe shut the f*ck up and stop talking shit