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Lately everyone I know
Has been shittin' all over me.
Hey you, and all of my good friends
They disowned my f**king friends and me.
I guess it's because
I gotta go off in my little own direction.
But f**k 'em all. I'll never follow.
They can suck on my erection.
Why do you drink?
GG, why d'you smoke d**e?
Why must you live out
The songs that you wrote?
Over and over everybody makes my prediction
So if I get f**ked up I'm just carryin' on an old
Scumfuc tradition.
You know I've f**ked some ladies,
And I love to drink my Jim Beam,
And they both tried to kill me
Back in nineteen eighty-three.
When the doctor he asked me, he said,"GG,
How'd you get in this condition?"
I said,"Hey, asshole, I'm just carryin' on an old
Scumfuc tradition."
(They wanna know...)
Why do you drink?
GG, why d'you smoke d**e?
Why must you live
Like the songs that you wrote?
Over and over
everybody's makin' my predictions
So if I get f**ked up I'm just carryin' on an old
Scumfuc tradition.