Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Sux 2 B U, artist - Monoxide. Date of issue: 21.10.2012
Song language: English
Sux 2 B U |
| Oh boy, we doing it bigger than a muthafucka right now, we got Glasses Malone |
| with us |
| (Sucks to be you) |
| Krizz Kaliko in the mutherfuckin' house and if you mutherfuckas ain’t down with |
| this shit, Krizz let they ass know |
| (Sucks to be you) |
| Me and the terrific, with wicked Twiztid, spit it one |
| Now we more hated then George Zimmerman |
| So put your hoods up like you’re reppin' for Trayvon |
| This track sucked more the minute I came on (no it didn’t) |
| This is for blooded cousins loving us in dozens |
| And Juggalos is cheering when they hearing niggas bludgeon |
| You might be offended, I can’t be ended |
| All y’all is in Cali, they be trendin' |
| Caddy I’m firing the warning shot |
| Niggas still see I stepped it up, don’t know how warm it got |
| Hot, hot, hot, hot! |
| I’m taking it back to the days I was packing a strap |
| Cali’s in town, they mad they don’t know where they girlfriend at |
| So have a glass of suicide, a cup of shut the fuck up |
| You niggas made it on the radio, I guess you lucked up |
| But you’ll be outta here in a year and the crowd’ll boo |
| We get the cheers, you get the tears |
| Sucks to be you |
| And its so unfair that you keep talking and no one cares |
| Sucks to be you |
| When in your end is coming, running and you do nothing |
| Sucks to be you |
| And I know y’all hate it cause we ain’t shit but we still made it |
| Sucks to be you |
| Put the gun to your face and make this world a better place |
| You can do it like this, but you’re makin' a bad decision |
| See I’m worse than the mob cause even the fishes are missin' |
| This ain’t some off the wall pill pop mission |
| But givin' a listen to what I’ve been giving |
| I’ll have you begging for what what Micheal was hittin' |
| I’m sickening like a man’s ass on a 50 inch |
| And destined to end up in a bathtub like Whitney did |
| But my mission is to live long and I got her shit |
| But I know she’s gotta be dead, butted heads, had a Chris brownie kid |
| I’m a lunatic in a zombie wig |
| Sweeney Todd couldn’t dream |
| Of the nightmares that I’ve been followed with |
| Like lobsters fuckin' ostriches |
| It’s preposterous to think you got a fuckin' shot to stop this |
| Cool it, all these niggas need to cool it |
| Cause I’m on while they spent a lifetime tryin' to do this |
| Sixes, I don’t even fuck with dueces |
| Ruthless and ain’t a nigga breathin' gonna refute it |
| Fooled it, stanky heart until he proved it |
| Nice plus I’m ‘bout that life so yeah I used to move it |
| Ask the Crips, ask the Bloods, ask the, ask the Hoovers |
| About Glasses Logan gettin' looped up |
| Get this bitch to nooch you, let it revel, bet that lie |
| Hey I’m thug until I die, bitch it’s seventh street for life |
| Tossers said hi till they sever off my head |
| Poser motherfucker you could never understand |
| Try and beef with me you pussy niggas are dead men |
| I’m ready for whatever, hundred guns, hundred bands |
| And I’mma keep it hundred till I’m hunted down and lynched |
| And since she can take a mile, I can’t give my bitch an inch |