Spit It Out Lyrics

Did you ever gave a damn in the first place
Maybe it's time you had the tables turned
'Cause in the interest of all involved I got the problem solved
And the verdict is guilty

Man nearly killed me stepping where you fear to tread
Stop drop and roll, you were dead from the get go
Big motherf*cker, stupid cocksucker
Are you scared of me now? Then you're dumber than I thought

Always is and never was
Foundation made of piss and vinegar
Step to me I'll smear ya, think I fear ya, bullshit
Just another dumb punk chomping at this tit

Is there any way to break through the noise
Was it something that I said that got you bent
Gotta be that way if you want it
Sanity literal profanity hit me

Spit it out
All you wanna do is drag me down
All I wanna do is stamp you out
Spit it out
All you wanna do is drag me down
All I wanna do is stamp you out

Maybe it's the way you spread a lotta rumor fodder
Keeping all your little spies and leaving when you realize
Step up, fairy I guess it's time to bury your ass with the chrome
Straight to the dome you heard me right, bitch, I didn't stutter

And if you know what's good
Just shut up and beg brother
Back stab, don't you know who you're dissing?
Side swipe you know, the ass that you're kissing

Biggidy biggidy bitch boy, halfway hauser
Can't hear shit, 'cause it keeps getting louder C'mon, and get a face full of tactic
Lipping off hard, going home in a basket

You got no pull, no power, no nothing
Now you start shit, well ain't that something
Payoffs don't protect, and you can hide if you want
But I'll find you, comin' up behind you

Spit it out
All you wanna do is drag me down
All I wanna do is stamp you out
Spit it out
All you wanna do is drag me down
All I wanna do is stamp you out

'Bout time I set this record straight
All the needle nose punching is making me irate
Sick of my bitching falling on deaf ears
Where you gonna be in the next five years?

The crew and all the fools, and all the politics
Get your lips ready, gonna gag, gonna make you sick
You got dick when they passed out the good stuff
Are you sick of me? Good enough, had enough

f*ck me! I'm all out of enemies
f*ck me! I'm all out of enemies
f*ck me! I'm all out of enemies
f*ck me! I'm all out of enemies

f*ck me! I'm all out of enemies
f*ck me! I'm all out of enemies
f*ck me! I'm all out of enemies
f*ck me! I'm all out of enemies

Spit it out
All you wanna do is drag me down
All I wanna do is stamp you out
Spit it out
All you wanna do is drag me down
All I wanna do is stamp you out

Spit, spit
Spit, spit
Spit it out

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