Don't Give A Fuck

[Atone]

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Chorus)
They say don't like me, they say i aint no good
they tell me put the mic down, they wish i would
they tell me i got no flow- i should give it up
but i refuse to let go-- i just don't give a fuck

(Verse)
You can tell me i'm ugly, cock eye'd, funky teeth and no chance in hell
but i got heart and soul for this rock and roll and a story to tell
so fuck what you say- get outta my way i'm breakin this shell
i break from this cell- a monster inside- demon child
on the mic a sick ass- volume up and screamin wild
i used to be suicidle- til i found my style
startin this rap shit now i'm calm
steady droppin bombs
you can call me a psycho- yhou can call me crazy- you can say what you want to
hate me or love me- but careful what you say cuz them words will haunt you
let me show you new tricks- teach you how i do this
show you how i get ruthless- knock tyou little haters toothless
don't run against me cuz tryin to stop me is useless
i walk thru the smoke, steppin on the burnin cobble stones
kickin down the doors- you better just leave me alone
cuz i'm comin thru- and i'm gonna set the tone

(Chorus)

(Verse)
I used to dream of the day i got up on stage with a mic in my hand
wishin i could show every fuckin hater truly who i am
there's more to me than what you see- you just don't understand
and maybe you never will- and i don't give a damn
if you call me a drug addicted psycho path
and every time i hear those rumors i just laugh
small towns are so full of drama- everybody talks
about the new kid on the block who could barly afford a watch
they say he's a stoner gettin welfare and he's not all there
it's cuz i'm a loner with a cold stare and i just don't care
fuck your opinion, i don't need your respect
you aint why i'm livin- let me get this off of my chest
you can be rich as hell but still wouldn't be half of what i am
cuz your money can buy you all you want but i fought for where i stand

(Chorus)

(Verse)
You wanna know why i write? cuz it gives me a chance to say what i like
when i grab on the mic and start to rip this verse like i'm ready to fight
i'm ready for war- like a one man army standin on the line
without a give a fuck- i'm straight up outta my mind
i put my heart in these rhymes
and act like this is my last chance to speak
the last dance i must advance so i enhance the heat
spit fire on these beats and hope that i broke thru
let these fuckin vocals choke you
as i really lay it down- you better prepare
cuz from this point on i'm a fuckin nightmare
not just elm street- but every drive and avenue
i show up on your block with a fuckin attitude
lookin like i'm mad at you-
cuz you hate that i rap but just be glad i do
other wise i'd be dressed like a killer clown in ya bedroom stabbin you
so- i make this music as my way of managing these issues
but beware- cuz this is it- i'm comin to get you

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[_Steven_]

Don't produce your own beats anymore if you do. Develop a flow of some sort. Be rhythmic. It sounds like you're telling me a secret over this beat. Put some energy into it. Idk man, you need a lot of work before you're average.