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YEAH!

Fuck the norm, I can't understand
Live my life, by the rules of no one
I am me, that can't be wrong
I do what I do, when I do, that's how I like it
Conformity, amputate my soul
Made of stone, smashed the mold
Indifferent, so fuck you all that
Whine, bitch, nag, complain, cry

If ya don't give a shit ya getcha' hellyeah
Throwin' fists in the pit ya getcha' hellyeah
Think you're fuckin' with this well hell no.
Balls, volume, strength getcha come on
Drinking beer smoking weed ya getcha' hellyeah
Gotta bruised attitude ya getcha' hellyeah,
Think you're fuckin' with this well hell no
Balls, volume, strength getcha' come on

Fuck you all, that won't understand
Be a man, no more and no less,
I'm just me, no matter what you say,
I am, who I am , what I am, that's how I like it
Typical, fucking lifeless clones
My attitude, embrace my own
I don't care, so just walk away and live your
Dull, dead, bland, boring, life

If ya don't give a shit ya getcha' hellyeah
Throwin' fists in the pit ya getcha' hellyeah
Think you're fuckin' with this well hell no.
Balls, volume, strength getcha' come on
Drinking beer smoking weed ya getcha' hellyeah
Gotta bruised attitude ya getcha' hell yeah,
Think you're fuckin' with this well hell no
Balls, volume, strength getcha' come on

Don't give a fuck and don't think I ever will,
For the prim and the proper it's a shallow jagged pill,
Don't really care if you like me
I just hold up my drink and get my HELLYEAH!
So point your fingers and throw your stones,
I'll be smokin' and drinkin' and breaking fucking bones
To all you fuckin' people thinking you're better than me,
I hold up my middle finger and give my hellyeah!

If ya don't give a shit ya getcha' hellyeah
Throwin' fists in the pit ya getcha' hellyeah
Think you're fuckin' with this well hell no.
Balls, volume, strength getcha' come on
Drinking beer smoking weed ya getcha' hellyeah
Gotta bruised attitude ya getcha' hellyeah,
Think you're fuckin' with this well hell no
Balls, volume, strength getcha' come on

HELLYEAH!
Got your whiskey and weed
HELLYEAH!
(Come on)
Hellyea!
Balls volume and strength

HELLYEAH!
(Hellyeah)
(Hellyeah)
(Hellyeah)
(Hellyeah)
YEAH!      Fuck the norm, I can't understand    Live my life, by the rules of no one   I am me, that can't be wrong    I do what I do, when I do, that's how I like it   Conformity, amputate my soul   Made of stone, smashed the mold   Indifferent, so fuck you all that   Whine, bitch, nag, complain, cry      If ya don't give a shit ya getcha' hellyeah   Throwin' fists in the pit ya getcha' hellyeah   Think you're fuckin' with this well hell no.    Balls, volume, strength getcha come on   Drinking beer smoking weed ya getcha' hellyeah   Gotta bruised attitude ya getcha' hellyeah,   Think you're fuckin' with this well hell no   Balls, volume, strength getcha' come on      Fuck you all, that won't understand    Be a man, no more and no less,   I'm just me, no matter what you say,   I am, who I am , what I am, that's how I like it   Typical, fucking lifeless clones    My attitude, embrace my own    I don't care, so just walk away and live your   Dull, dead, bland, boring, life       If ya don't give a shit ya getcha' hellyeah   Throwin' fists in the pit ya getcha' hellyeah   Think you're fuckin' with this well hell no.    Balls, volume, strength getcha' come on   Drinking beer smoking weed ya getcha' hellyeah   Gotta bruised attitude ya getcha' hell yeah,   Think you're fuckin' with this well hell no   Balls, volume, strength getcha' come on      Don't give a fuck and don't think I ever will,   For the prim and the proper it's a shallow jagged pill,   Don't really care if you like me   I just hold up my drink and get my HELLYEAH!   So point your fingers and throw your stones,   I'll be smokin' and drinkin' and breaking fucking bones   To all you fuckin' people thinking you're better than me,   I hold up my middle finger and give my hellyeah!       If ya don't give a shit ya getcha' hellyeah   Throwin' fists in the pit ya getcha' hellyeah   Think you're fuckin' with this well hell no.    Balls, volume, strength getcha' come on   Drinking beer smoking weed ya getcha' hellyeah   Gotta bruised attitude ya getcha' hellyeah,   Think you're fuckin' with this well hell no   Balls, volume, strength getcha' come on      HELLYEAH!   Got your whiskey and weed   HELLYEAH!   (Come on)   Hellyea!   Balls volume and strength      HELLYEAH!    (Hellyeah)   (Hellyeah)   (Hellyeah)   (Hellyeah)
 
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