F.Y.D.

Fuck your doubt, fuck your doubt, mother mother mother motherfuck your doubt
Fuck your doubt, fuck your doubt, mother mother mother motherfuck your doubt
Fuck your doubt, fuck your doubt, mother mother mother motherfuck your doubt
Fuck your doubt, fuck your doubt, mother mother mother motherfuck your doubt

Still don't give a fuck bitch, tell me what you think
I've done been fucked up, I don't see a shrink
Booze, weed, and pills they used to be my meds
Now paranoid thoughts are living in my head
Having visions of murder every time I dream
Shut the place down when I hit the scene
So, tell me motherfucker why you think I'm fake
And tell me why you think your life ain't at stake
I don't give a fuck if you think you're hot
Don't give a fuck about that shit you got
If you see me get your ass beat
Bruised and bloodied laying in the street
So go and say that I don't know how to do shit
Standing right here bitch, I'm about prove it
Look at what I did with my first release
Had the hype so hot, sold out the first week

Fuck your doubt, fuck your doubt, mother mother mother motherfuck your doubt
Fuck your doubt, fuck your doubt, mother mother mother motherfuck your doubt
Fuck your doubt, fuck your doubt, mother mother mother motherfuck your doubt
Fuck your doubt, fuck your doubt, mother mother mother motherfuck your doubt

Fuck gangsta rap, fuck horror core
Fuck hip hop man I know you want more
Then another rapper saying how ill he is
How fucking real he is, how many kills he did
Attack rap, it's a new style hitting up your eardrums
Penetrate your cranium, come get your ass some
Pay attention fucker, really are acting dumb
When I finally blow you ain't never gonna get none
So, I gotta rap just to get my stack
Break my back just to get some scratch
Do it like this, did it like that
Too dam long I've been hearing this crap
That I don't know how to rap don't know what I say
That it's not natural or that my flow is faked
That I'm just a disgrace with a mug on my face
Well, I'm holding my dick bitch come catch your taste

Fuck your doubt, fuck your doubt, mother mother mother motherfuck your doubt
Fuck your doubt, fuck your doubt, mother mother mother motherfuck your doubt
Fuck your doubt, fuck your doubt, mother mother mother motherfuck your doubt
Fuck your doubt, fuck your doubt, mother mother mother motherfuck your doubt

I know I said it before that this shit was done
Said it before that I'm focused on the fun
But the haters always gonna have to run they mouth
And catch five to the chin, get knocked the fuck out
I've been doing this shit far too long
Come this far now I'm too dam strong
Next in line, I'm holding this spot
Y'all struck out, well I got my shot
To reach for the top better give me the crown
8DS motherfucker, the king hands down
Cause that's how you about to see me
Rogue army of one, it means I'm all I can be
Put a mic in my hand point me to a stage
I'ma rock that bitch till my dying day
I don't give a fuck if there's no one left
I'ma say fuck you with my last dam breath

Fuck your doubt, fuck your doubt, mother mother mother motherfuck your doubt
Fuck your doubt, fuck your doubt, mother mother mother motherfuck your doubt
Fuck your doubt, fuck your doubt, mother mother mother motherfuck your doubt
Fuck your doubt, fuck your doubt, mother mother mother motherfuck your doubt



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Writer(s): James Klucharits Ii
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