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bam bam - died this way pt. 2 كلمات الأغنية

[verse 1: bam bam]
yeah
ah sh-t, ‘6, i’m back at it
but this time my bags [?] caps and acid
that’s the best way to celebrate the fact
this is the last track and absolute smashed it
f-ck yes, i came for the fame
and the success, but i guess stayed for the dubstep
if it’s making you upset, couldn’t give a f-ck less
let ’em eat it up, ‘6, hit ’em with it

[verse 2: 360]
pull my d-ck out like “hi hater”
swingin’ it around like a lightsaber
yeah, my sh-t don’t stink and my d-ck so big
when i lie down it looks like a skyscr-per
(look at that view) i’m r-t-rded, dude
and if my son is then karma’s true
naked in the street yellin’ “melbourne city!”
finger in my -rs- tryna shelf a biccie

[verse 3: bam bam]
d-mn right, we’re back in the building
’60 and bam bam bad for the children
black minivan, kidnappin’ ’em all
we’re givin’ ’em alcohol till it actually k!lls ’em
i’ve had too many d-mn drugs
‘6 said he quit, i’ll get him to man up
quick, somebody get him some d-mn nuts
’cause i want him so drunk that he struggle to stand up

[verse 4: 360]
if jesus is really gonna save us all
tell me, what the f-ck is he waiting for?
if he does come, cool, then praise the lord
when he rings the doorbell, i’ma break his jaw
(boo) on some real sh-t, i’m so famous
now, i don’t know what my own name is
i know everybody, it’s a great look
i even got dane cook on facebook

[chorus: 360]
we do not really give a f-ck
do not really give a f-ck
do not really give a f-ck
what you f-ckin’ people say
we do not really give a f-ck
do not really give a f-ck
do not really give a f-ck
what you f-ckin’ people say

[ad-libs: bam bam]
not one single f-ck was given
ever
we don’t give a f-ck

[hook: 360]
see, my middle finger’s up ’cause we don’t give a f-ck
see, my middle finger’s up ’cause we don’t give a f-ck
see, my middle finger’s up ’cause we don’t give a f-ck
see, my middle finger’s up ’cause we don’t give a f-ck
see, my middle finger’s up ’cause we don’t give a f-ck
see, my middle finger’s up ’cause we don’t give a f-ck, like

[verse 5: 360]
i’m the type of dude that’d fist my cat
my arm looks good when it’s inside that
believe me, i’m high and i need it tonight
can see in it’s eyes it’ll fist fight back
off to the shop for a midnight snack
i ain’t gonna p-ss, i’ll hitch-hike back
you wanna k!ll me but you never will though
i’m six feet deep but my head’ll still show

[interlude: 360]
you—you understand what that means?
like, you wanna bury me six feet deep
but i’m six-foot-four, so there’s gonna be
four feet of head, just stickin’ out of the dirt ya dumb c-nt

[verse 6: bam bam]
i am a f-cking animal
tear you to pieces, eat you: cannibal
rip through your house with a chainsaw blazin’
naked, strapped to the back of a cannon ball
catch me p-ssin’ in public
or takin’ a sh-t while i listen to dubstep
or wasted as f-ck while i’m blazin’ it up
no wonder that i’m failin’ a drug test

[chorus: 360]
we do not really give a f-ck
do not really give a f-ck
do not really give a f-ck
what you f-ckin’ people say
do not really give a f-ck
do not really give a f-ck
do not really give a f-ck
what you f-ckin’ people say

[hook: 360]
see? my middle finger’s up ’cause we don’t give a f-ck
see? my middle finger’s up ’cause we don’t give a f-ck
see? my middle finger’s up ’cause we don’t give a f-ck
see? my middle finger’s up ’cause we don’t give a f-ck, like

- bam bam

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