Hellyeah

Hellyeah - Hellyeah lyrics

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Fuck the norm, I can't understand 

Live my life, by the rules of no one

I am me, that can't be wrong 

I do what I do, when I do, that's how I like it

Conformity, amputate my soul

Made of stone, smashed the mold

Indifferent, so fuck you all that

Whine, bitch, nag, complain, cry



If ya don't give a shit ya getcha' hellyeah

Throwin' fists in the pit ya getcha' hellyeah

Think you're fuckin' with this well hell no. 

Balls, volume, strength getcha come on

Drinking beer smoking weed ya getcha' hellyeah

Gotta bruised attitude ya getcha' hellyeah,

Think you're fuckin' with this well hell no

Balls, volume, strength getcha' come on



Fuck you all, that won't understand 

Be a man, no more and no less,

I'm just me, no matter what you say,

I am, who I am , what I am, that's how I like it

Typical, fucking lifeless clones 

My attitude, embrace my own 

I don't care, so just walk away and live your

Dull, dead, bland, boring, life 



If ya don't give a shit ya getcha' hellyeah

Throwin' fists in the pit ya getcha' hellyeah

Think you're fuckin' with this well hell no. 

Balls, volume, strength getcha' come on

Drinking beer smoking weed ya getcha' hellyeah

Gotta bruised attitude ya getcha' hell yeah,

Think you're fuckin' with this well hell no

Balls, volume, strength getcha' come on



Don't give a fuck and don't think I ever will,

For the prim and the proper it's a shallow jagged pill,

Don't really care if you like me

I just hold up my drink and get my HELLYEAH!

So point your fingers and throw your stones,

I'll be smokin' and drinkin' and breaking fucking bones

To all you fuckin' people thinking you're better than me,

I hold up my middle finger and give my hellyeah! 



If ya don't give a shit ya getcha' hellyeah

Throwin' fists in the pit ya getcha' hellyeah

Think you're fuckin' with this well hell no. 

Balls, volume, strength getcha' come on

Drinking beer smoking weed ya getcha' hellyeah

Gotta bruised attitude ya getcha' hellyeah,

Think you're fuckin' with this well hell no

Balls, volume, strength getcha' come on



HELLYEAH!

Got your whiskey and weed

HELLYEAH!

Balls volume and strength



HELLYEAH!





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