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Suicidal Tendencies

You talk your shit, but I ain't listenin'
And I don't do no ass kiss'n
Now here's the point that you've been missin'
No fuck'n problem at all

Ain't got no fuck'n problem
I got no fuck'n problem at all
Ain't got no fuck'n problem
I got no fuck'n problem at all

You ain't alive, if you ain't livin'
You waste your life whinin' and snivelin'
So buckle up cause now I'm drivin'
No fuck'n problem at all

Ain't got no fuck'n problem
I got no fuck'n problem at all
Ain't got no fuck'n problem
I got no fuck'n problem at all

No fuck'n problem at all
No fuck'n problem...

You think you know everything and more
But a surprise you'll be in for
Add it all up and you got no score
No fuck'n problem at all

You play the part, that I got no use
Don't mean a thing cause you got no juice
I live in a peace, I don't need a truce
No fuck'n problem at all

No fuck'n problem at all
No fuck'n problem at all
No fuck'n problem at all
No fuck'n problem...

I got a piece, but not to the puzzle
No time to think staring down a muzzle
I rise above and watch you fizzle
No fuck'n problem at all

Written by CLARK/MUIR
Published by Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC

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