Fat Chance/fuck The Bullshit

Na na na na na na Aw yea I've seen the devil and the devil is coke Not down like that cuz it ain't a f**kin joke Trip ther shrooms fantastic Shit gets drasctic I didn't believe a word Can you hear this can you hear in the Make the music soothin' your system Come on now, come on now Hear the beat so sweet I shouldn't tell you how Im a freak yall Im a freak yall Much love to my man Stan Thomas Yea you say like what up to our man Eddy Offord Eddy Offord (repeats alot) Boom f**k the bullshit what it is f**kin 311 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 f**k the bullshit it's time to throw down f**k the bullshit it's time to throw down f**k the bullshit it's time to throw down f**k the bullshit it's time to throw down Just f**k the bullshit to 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 s*ckers Yes, stupid mother f**kers 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 can not cope G Kick in the teeth a condescending frown f**k the bullshit it's time to throw down f**k the bullshit it's time to throw down f**k the bullshit it's time to throw down f**k 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 hit's 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 ba*s storm is looming And in your mind the rhythm is booming P to the N to the U to the T Just f**k the has-been's and their stupid-a*s rappin' Promising bullshit you can't come through with Do it in the basement no complacent It's time to kick the f**k 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 f**k it's time to throw down f**k the bullshit it's time to throw down f**k the bullshit it's time to throw down f**k the bullshit it's time to throw down f**k the bullshit it's time to throw down That's right Knock 'em down Nineties All that