Mr. Muthaf**in eXquire - Triple F lyrics

[Hook] Nobody wants you when you're down and out They all say 'f** you' When you're no longer down and out They all claim they loved you [Verse 1: Mr. Muthaf**in' eXquire] f** ‘em, f** ‘em, and f** ‘em That's triple F Sometimes I feel like I'm the last real n***a left Broke, degenerate, alcoholic, pill-popping addict Combative, my thoughts be all sporadic Macadamia nut f** Academia leave me ‘lone let me sit in this rut, it's my life so just let me f** it up I know there's consequences, but I don't give a f** Thoughts cut, mental asphyxiation, my mind stuck Now I'm a monster mixed with a mad scientist Check on the high to glide to size up some sh** Totally convinced that not a soul gives a sh** About you when you ain't got it Won't buy you a huck of spit My mind, soul, and my body So tired of all this sh** They say I'm psychotic, neurotic, well they can s** my dick They say all kinds of sh** about me Sometimes I wish I was dead I wonder what they'd think about me [Hook] [Verse 2] Into my room, Indiana Jones in danger Went over a pit of alligator jaws swinging in Maybe if I fall then we all would benefit Good riddance to this n***a, he so raw and ignorant Useless piece of sh**, his dick probably little Can't do nothing right, how could he work the middle? No job, no future, stone-cold loser Its like his goals took a look at Medusa Chained to a dream that's a fable it seems That he ain't gonna be what he aimin' to be And amazing to see he didn't see the complication Never thought he'd navigate the world; what was he facing? f** dreamin', n***a, that sh** is ancient Realities comin' bout time a n***a face it Wastin' this time writin' the rhymes Sit his a** down hes a s**a by design f** him! [Hook] [Outro] f** ‘em, f** ‘em, and f** ‘em f** ‘em, f** ‘em, and f** ‘em f** ‘em, f** ‘em, and f** ‘em f** ‘em, f** ‘em, f** ‘em, f** ‘em f** ‘em, f** ‘em, and f** ‘em f** ‘em, f** ‘em, and f** ‘em f** ‘em, f** ‘em, and f** ‘em f** ‘em, f** ‘em, f** ‘em, f** ‘em (Repeated)