Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Who Are You to Judge, artist - Omar LinX. Date of issue: 24.02.2014
Song language: English
Who Are You to Judge |
| Maybe we fucked up |
| Maybe we’re not right |
| Maybe it’s our fault |
| But baby it’s our life |
| And we did it our way |
| So who the fuck are you to judge |
| A lot people tell me fucked up shit |
| Like we some fucked up kids |
| Can’t remember half the night or what the fuck we did |
| Once that bender keeps on well |
| That’s the stuff I live |
| Should I say it out loud |
| That’s the rut I’m in |
| Well that’s the after party after the after party |
| Once them blinds go down and you have to party |
| Once this broad gets to pouring my drinks |
| I know she scheming, but I leave it |
| Best believe I know more than she think |
| We just hitting them lows |
| And trying to get by |
| Seems I make another drink for every star in the sky |
| You can bottle all your problems away |
| Put a cork in the pain |
| Cause on the real I ain’t got much to say |
| Hold me down for another round |
| Drink em like I lost count |
| Until I’m circling my house |
| Like I’m locked out |
| It’s up to you let the soda decide |
| I say we these horses up |
| And keep this party alive |
| Don’t know where to take it now |
| All these clowns are fading out, acting like they’ve had enough |
| They telling me to wait a while |
| Enough to bring the hater out, but I’ll be calm as any storm |
| Right before the thunder hit |
| Whatever’s left is better gone |
| It’s your decision, do or die |
| Call it party suicide, Light me up a cigarette |
| Bring it back to you and I |
| For every time I feel alone |
| For everything I’ll never know |
| I make this shit up as I go |
| There’s nothing here that’s set in stone |
| Step into my zone |
| Look into my soul |
| Medicated up, fuck I’m sicker than you know |
| Liquor by the 60, Who fuckin' with me? |
| Let me show these frat boys, Flip cup with whiskey |
| I’ll be on my feet until the bitter end |
| Will fight and laugh and make amends |
| The time will pass |
| And they’ll be back, The party lights go dim again |
| Am I the only one that’s having fun |
| Tequila shots outta this loaded gun |
| I’m trying to party hard, that’s my mistake |
| If you ain’t outta hand, you outta place |
| So move aside cause I can sit alone |
| I’ll do this till I’m dead and gone |
| My only problems getting home |