Fuck It Up Lyrics

Fuck it up

Fuck it up

Fuck it up

Fuck it up

Fuck it up

Fuck it up

Fuck it up

Fuck it up

Fuck it up

Fuck it up

Fuck it up

Fuck it up

What the Fuck?

Imma rocking up

Never watching the clock

Tick tock

Still standing

Might be a fuck up

Like a jizz sock

Stiff n crusty on the top

But Still I'm standing

But For fucking What?

Might a lost the plot

Body try's ta flop

Tie it up

KNot giving up

Wanting more than I've got

Rocking up in flip flops

Flipping Cunts off

Getting paid for it

But With fucking what?

At times imma fucking Cunt

Some times I wanna just fuck it up

Say fuck it

Break out of my rut

Bust a nut

Cut the coke

With weed

Role it up

And Smoke then bowl

And breathe

Then fuck shit up

Don't know what I'm after

But apart of me s darting for

Uncharted waters

Looking like I'm homeless

Dragging oderless ton of tins

Met with Shrek

Like an onion

I got layers within

Peeling them off until I

Got a carton full

Of cardigans to

cart off again

Playing it low

Like a corgi trying to pick uo an accordion

Progress is slow

Which is A kin to new shit

Syndrome to my reflection

like I'm down with stupid

Stuck under rubble

With Nothing to remove it

Imma Grow double chins

Like boobs, move off bitch

I'll fucking prove it

Jiggling them to the

Sound of music

Blasting outta pipes like a

Cannon on some new shit

All coming out

like a tidal wave of sewerage

Open ya trap

And consume genre

This Genre fluid

Fuck it up

Fuck it up

Fuck it up

Fuck it up

What the Fuck?

Imma rocking up

Never watching the clock

Tick tock

Still standing

Might be a fuck up

Like a jizz sock

Stiff n crusty on the top

But Still I'm standing

But For fucking What?

Might a lost the plot

Body try's ta flop

Tie it up

KNot giving up

Wanting more than I've got

Rocking up in flip flops

Flipping Cunts off

Getting paid for it

But With fucking what?

Fair dingkum

I Scan scum

Between blinking

Going too quick

Like I'm in the sand I'm sinking

Smearing all this shit

On tarot cards be stinking

Fakes appreciate

The cards dealt by fate

Plug up the holes

Board up the gate

Fuck with the flows

Give the hands a break

Gather up the soul

In a bowl consume it slow

No due date

Grow fat and great

Take the time to

Change the tales

Of the coin

Flipped by the snakes

I'm Breaking the mold

I'm out of shape

I'm Getting too old

Won't start to shake

Mistaking the fakes and

breaking their legs

To change it

Fuck sake

Take the weak

And the greed

Then bake it

You never need to

the seeds

Before you can

So save it.

Invest the savings

When you bleed

And take it

Out of the chest

smoking the green

appraise it

Wannabe innovative

Bitch then save it

Be everything but never complacent

When your throwing up your guts

All over the pavement

Throwing up your guts all over the pavement

Throwing up your guts all over the pavement

Throwing up your guts all over the pavement