D.f.f. (Skarhead)

Everybody’s asking me if Skarhead’s fine We’re still fucked up on a Saturday night No ones gonna tell us how to live our life T.C.O.B. Drink, fuck, and fight! Another drink for the liver. A line for the mind A little coke whore loving to pass the time White trash pussy. Some drugs and booze The hardcore living is the life I choose The party don't stop till we say when Until I’m taking you home to fuck you and your friend Your doing lines off my cock while I’m taking some shots Stick the straw in the bag. Fuck breaking the rocks Everybody’s asking me if Skarhead’s fine We’re still fucked up on a Saturday night No ones gonna tell us how to live our life T.C.O.B. Drink, fuck, and fight! I’m internationally known to rock the party So pass the cocaine, Jack, and Baccardi I sniff all day, fuck all night Hardcore hooligan who loves to fight So listen to this message as I do this hot Only creeps like us, lurk in the dark I love my life, love these whores Getting animalistic when behind closed doors See I be fucking the dams Moving the cain Working up the block see all the product Gets alotted where we party or not We keep it hot nonstop with the strippers and drugs Never report it, get retarded, we some real street thugs We keep it low life, its yo life, fuck your wife too Getting dizzy running trizzys on her, with the crew Everybody’s asking me if Skarhead’s fine We’re still fucked up on a Saturday night No ones gonna tell us how to live our life T.C.O.B.