Emilio Rojas

Emilio Rojas - Ftw lyrics

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[Verse 1:]
Ain't nobody put a gun to your head and then made you 
listen
A lot of you, I'd rather be dead then trade positions
You bitches will get to dissing my bitches will get to 
dripping
You bitches will get to fixing dinner in pots I piss in
And I'm not a politician, indifferent to making fans
Cause I'd rather shake an infant than trip over shaking 
hands
Damn and I'm making a stand, like a witness and I'm 
making 'em mad
Hit list when I get into the lab and I hit 'em with a 
punch and I hit 'em with a ji-ji-jab
Anybody wanna fight him, I'm Tyson before the flab
And they never gonna make it rain with them itty bitty 
lames can't hail a cab
My bitches thick, I'll put that ripple in they ass
While you trying not to stare like when a cripple 
tripping past
Anybody asking for favors on they behaves
I'm debting you less is revenue, then you can do the 
math
Huh, my boo is mad that I'm buzzing, she's scared I'm 
moving on
A stubborn motherfucker I stuck with her just to prove 
her wrong
Let that go, I don't really got to sweat 'em, I'm a 
dead that though
Alzheimers for hymens and that's why they so 
forgettable
Pitiful, better when I'm in the middle of a psycho 
episode
The good are dying young but I'm trying to live forever 
so
[Chorus: Emilio Rojas]
My attitude is fuck you
Asking who the fuck is you
You fuckers wanna fuck with me I promise I'm a fuck you
Fuck you, fucker this is what the fuck that it's comes 
to
Fuck the world don't ask me for shit
So now my ttitude is fuck you
Asking who the fuck is you
You fuckers wanna fuck with me I promise I'm a fuck you
Fuck you, fucker this is what the fuck that it's comes 
to
Fuck the world don't ask me for shit
[Verse 2: Killer Mike]
My attitude is that of a problem child in an after 
school
Probably this way cause I was forced to come after 
dudes
That was fully lame in the game and wasn't half as cool
As this fat fly flashy dude that's satin smooth
Satin smooth flow nigga
Opposite of hoe nigga
Better get about your grind, your cheese, your cheddar, 
your hustle your flow nigga
You say fuck me, no homo promo, I'll fuck your hoe 
nigga
So 'bout mine, if you take mine, I'll show up with two 
more nigga
Tell you, I appreciate you taking that [?], some pro 
killers
Tell honey that she worry 'bout no money she fuck with 
broke niggas
I would tell her fuck her but nah, I ain't a hope giver
I would tell you, fuck you lame but I don't go nigga
Ain't no Eddie Long over here, I rap for dope nigga
Keep my shooting on steady strong I got a scope nigga
For all you sucka duck ass niggas and hater crews
You say motherfuck me?
Nah, "motherfuck you!
[Chorus: Emilio Rojas]
My attitude is fuck you
Asking who the fuck is you
You fuckers wanna fuck with me I promise I'm a fuck you
Fuck you, fucker this is what the fuck that it's comes 
to
Fuck the world don't ask me for shit
So now my ttitude is fuck you
Asking who the fuck is you
You fuckers wanna fuck with me I promise I'm a fuck you
Fuck you, fucker this is what the fuck that it's comes 
to
Fuck the world don't ask me for shit
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