Fat Chance - 311

Na, na, na na na na, get up!

(mumbling)

Freak y’all, i’m gonna peak y’all

(mumbling)

I’ve seen the devil and the devil is cold

I’m not down like that cuz I ain’t a f---in joke

trip the shrooms fantastic, 'n shit gets drastic

I didn’t believe I lived

Can you hear this, can you hear this, thaw

makin’music, soothin’you system

come on now, come on now

in the beats of speech I’m sure i’ll tell you how

Freak y’all, i’m gonna peak y’all

(mumbling)

much love to my man, Stan Diamond

I’d like to say like what up, to our man, Eddie Offord

We’d like to, (mumbling)

and it goes like, and it goes like

Eddie Offord, Eddie Offord, come on Eddie Offord, Eddie Offord, come on Eddie Offord, Eddie Offord, come on Eddie Offord, Eddie Offord, come on 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

but he still walks free, well

this one goes to all the birds that drown

F--- the bullshit it’s time to throw down

f--- the bullshit it’s time to throw down

f--- the bullshit it’s time to throw down

f--- the bullshit it’s time to throw down

Hey Holmes, just f--- the bullshit it’s time to throw down

and so I said it words of wisdom that will keep

you guessing cause I’m tired of laying and

I’m tired of messing around

With all those suckers yes, those stupid mother f---ers

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 stone wheat thin you can not culture

kick in the teeth a condescending frown

F--- the bullshit it’s time to throw down

f--- the bullshit it’s time to throw down

f--- the bullshit it’s time to throw down

f--- 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 rhyme I’m rollin

Tim’s got the guitar he’s got the jets

Now the b-boy's rocking breakin’loose on the floor

311's stepping out and you’re yellin for more

I’m hoping, I’m poetry in motion, when I find I stay P-Nut

the bass drum is booming, and in your mouth the rhythm

is booming P to the N to the U to the T Just f--- the has been’s and their stupid a-- rambling

brothers say it’s bullshit you can’t come through it do it in the basement no complacence

It’s time to kick the f--- in, begin to win no sin and

share it, declare it in the public domain refrain

perfectly sad if that’s what you’re about

It’s sad so I thought I’d come out with a shot

super dumb lyrics make you think I’m a clown

I don’t give a f--- it’s time to throw down

f--- the bullshit it’s time to throw down

f--- the bullshit it’s time to throw down

f--- the bullshit it’s time to throw down

f--- the bullshit it’s time to throw down

that’s right, knockin’them down nineties, all of that