Who Are You

(album: Born Dead - 1994)

You say that I hang out all night, that's okay,
'Cause you drink all muthafucking day
You come home hit mom, smack mom, beat mom,
Raise another brew to your face with you
Swollen palm
Then you come in my room talking crazy shit
Saying I'm high, I'm on dope and I better quit
Muthafucka, if I was high you would die,
Hit my mom once more and it's bye-bye
[Chorus:]
Who are you trying to judge me?
Get the fuck out my face
Who put you so above me?
Clear the fuck out my space
You say that I want sex all the time
That's all that seems to be on my muthafucking mind
Well that's right I want sex all the time
That's all that seems to be on my muthafucking mind
Well that's right I want sex every minute,
Every hour of the day,
Of the week, all the muthafucking time
But hold up who are you trying to talk shit,
You'll hit your knees sucking dick with a quickness
In the park, dark, car, grass, licking nuts,
Sucking butt,
With your tongue up my fucking ass,
[Chorus]
Get the fuck out my face
Yeah
[Chorus]
You need to stay the fuck out my face
Stay the fuck out my got damnned face