Go Fuck Yourself

[Verse 1: JJ Peters]

Triple six to me, it ain't the number of the beast

I see triple f yeah, forever, friends and family

But, if we enemies, it take on a different meanin' entirely

Like fuck you, fuck, go fuck yourself and everybody like you see

We ain't like you, you never walked a mile in our shoes

If you were sandals, we'd be steel toe boots

Plus them boots is just to big to fill, for real

You little fucks ain't even fit to lick the shit from my heel

Name an innovator who ain't got a million haters

You keep runnin' your mouth, I'll keep stacking my paper

And when you see me you salute like I'm the motherfuckin' general

If not go, fuck yourself like you're packing two kinds of genitals

[Hook: JJ Peters & Matt "Realbad" Rogers"]

(Go) This shit is getting tired

(Fuck) It's hard to let it slide

(Your) Not even worth the scuffle

(Self) Let it take the hustle

(Go) This shit is getting tired

(Fuck) It's hard to let it slide

(Your) Not even worth the scuffle

(Self) Let it take the hustle

Go

Fuck

Your

Self - go fuck yourself

Go

Fuck

Your

Self - go fuck yourself

[Verse 2: Lord Ezec]

They call me The Cremator

Incinerate, torture

Things burning out of control

The reaper's here to take your soul

Mentally vexed, cashing those checks

Blood lusting, I demand my respect

[Hook: JJ Peters & Matt "Realbad" Rogers"]

(Go) This shit is getting tired

(Fuck) It's hard to let it slide

(Your) Not even worth the scuffle

(Self) Let it take the hustle

(Go) This shit is getting tired

(Fuck) It's hard to let it slide

(Your) Not even worth the scuffle

(Self) Let it take the hustle

Go

Fuck

Your

Self - go fuck yourself

Go

Fuck

Your

Self - go fuck yourself