Fat Chance

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Year 311 (CCCXI) was a common year starting on Monday (link will display the full calendar) of the Julian calendar. At the time, it was known as the Year of the Consulship of Valerius and Maximinus (or, less frequently, year 1064 Ab urbe condita). The denomination 311 for this year has been used si… more »

Na na na na na na
Aw yea

I've seen the devil and the devil is coke
Not down like that 'cause it ain't a fuckin joke
Trip the shrooms fantastic
Shit gets drastic 
I didn't believe a word

Can you hear this, can you hear rhythm 
Make the music soothin' your system 
Come on now, come on now
Hear the beat so sweet 
I shouldn't tell you how

I'm a freak y'all
I'm a freak y'all
Much love to my man Stan Thomas 

Yea, we'd also say like what up to our man, 
Eddy Offord 

Eddy Offord 

You know I'm ready, yes, to rock steady 
My name's not Betty or Teddy, but Nick
And I'm what you might call a heretic 
Yes, and I am from Nebraska 
My girl is satisfied, you can ask her
You know I've never visited Alaska 
Huh, where the oil was spilt 
That drunken captain should be killed 
For polluting the sea, an atrocity 
He still walks free, well
This one goes to all the birds that drown 
Fuck the bullshit, it's time to throw down

Fuck the bullshit, it's time to throw down
Fuck the bullshit, it's time to throw down
Fuck the bullshit, it's time to throw down

Just fuck the bullshit, too many damn fears and panic 
It's time to throw down and so I said it 
 Words of wisdom that will keep y'all guessing 
'Cause I'm tired of playing and I'm tired of messing around
With all those suckers
Yes, stupid mother fuckers 
Who put down what we do
We stand alone with the group that's new
If I was a dwarf, I'd surely be Dopey 
I'm a stoned wheat thin you cannot cope G
Kick in the teeth, a condescending frown
Fuck the bullshit, it's time to throw down

Fuck the bullshit, it's time to throw down
Fuck the bullshit, it's time to throw down
Fuck the bullshit, it's time to throw down

Yeah, right about now, I'd like to turn the mic over to my man, SA Martinez 

I am sly in the mix, I am the mix master  Death and destructor, lyric conductor
Rollin' with the rhythm of the rhyme I'm rollin 
Cold cap the parasites when I start to spazz  Nicholas hits hard he's got the jazz
Now the B-boys rockin, breakin' moves on the floor 
311's stepping out, have 'em yellin for more
Go on hoping, I'm poetry in motion 
When I fire, I spray, duck down, I'm locin'
P-Nut, the bass storm is looming 
And in your mind, the rhythm is booming 
P to the N to the you to the T

Just fuck the has-been's and their stupid-ass rappin'
 Promising bullshit you can't come through with
Do it in the basement, no complacent 
It's time to kick the fuck in
 Begin to win, no sin and then
 Share it, declare it in the public domain
 Refrain 

I'd be perfectly sad if rap was a fad
But it's not so I'd thought I'd come out with a shot
 Stupid dumb lyrics make you think I'm a clown 
I don't give a fuck, it's time to throw down

Fuck the bullshit, it's time to throw down [Repeat: x4]

Written by: AARON CHARLES WILLS, CHAD RONALD SEXTON, DOUGLAS VINCENT MARTINEZ, NICHOLAS LOFTON HEXUM, TIMOTHY JEROME MAHONEY

Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group

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