Fuck you
Fuck me
Fuck us
Fuck Tom, fuck Mary, fuck Gus
Fuck Darius
Fuck the west coast and fuck everybody on the east.
East shit and die,
Or fuck off at least.
Fuck preschoolers.
Fuck rulers
Kings and queens and gold jewelers.
Fuck wine coolers.
Fuck chickens, fuck ducks.
Everybody in your crew sucks,
Dumb motherfucks.
Fuck critics, fuck your review.
Even if you like me,
Fuck you.
Fuck your mom.
Fuck your mom’s mama.
Fuck the Beastie Boys and the Dali Lama
Fuck the rainforest.
Fuck a Forrest Gump;
You prolly like it in the rump.
Fuck a shoe pump.
Fuck the real deal and fuck all the fakes.
Fuck all fifty-two states oooh!
And fuck you.
Fuck the world, Fuck 'em all.
Fuck Oprah, fuck opera, fuck a soap opera.
Fuck a pop locker and a cockblocker.
Fuck your girlfriend I prolly did her already
Fuck Kyle and brother Todd Petty Jump Steady
My homie, fuck him. What the fuck you gonna do?
<Fuck that, bitch, Fuck you!> Yeah? Well fuck you too.
Don’t bother trying to analyze these rhymes.
In this song I say fuck ninety-three times.
Fuck your government, and fuck Fred Bear.
Fuck Nugent, like anybody gives a fuck.
You like to hunt a lot So fuckin what?
Fuck disco, Count of Monte Cristo.
Fuck Cisco and Jack and Jerry Brisco.
And fuck everyone who went down on the Titanic, in a panic.
I’m like fuck you all!
Fuck Celine Dion and fuck Dionne Warwick;
You both make me sick.
Suck my dick.
Fuck the Berlin Wall, both sides of it.
And fuck Lyle Lovett, whoever the fuck that is.
Fuck everybody in the hemisphere.
Fuch them across the world, and fuck them right here.
You know the guy that operates the Rouge River draw bridge in Delray on Jefferson?
FUCK HIM
Fuck your idea, fuck your gonorrhea
Fuck your diarrhea,
Rocky Miavia
Fuck your wife, your homie did, he’s fucking you.
Fuck the police and the 5-0, too.
Fuck Spin
Rolling Stone
Fuck Vibe
Fuck everybody inside
Whoever’s on the cover,
Fuck his mother
Fuck your brother’s homie from around the way
And Fuck Violent J