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Hate Your Guts

Pride & Glory, Black Label Society
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I got the call Monday mornin1 Sometime around 9 a.m. I felt down and out, left for dead, Lost without a friend Now how you live with yourself Well child, I just don1t know But as far as I1m concerned I think ya Really suck, you1re rotten and you really blow I hate your guts I wish that you was dead I hate your guts You1re damn right that1s what I said I hate your guts And I wish that you was dead I1d dig the holy myself But I1d rather run ya over with my truck instead Your first name should be ass Your last name should be wipe Believe me when I say this RCus I1ve been shit on more than twice Well it1s funny how it works It just seems to never end Just when ya think ya had enough They1ll bend ya over and f**k ya once again! I hate your guts I wish that you was dead I hate your guts You1re damn right that1s what I said I hate your guts And I wish that you was dead I1d dig the hole myself But I1d rather run ya over with my truck instead What1s mine is mine What1s yours is mine And that1s the way it1s gonna be If ya got a problem with that ya little bastard Don1t ya come around to me Now I1ve been doin1 this now For quite a many day I1ll rip off your nuts and Shove them down your throat and Head off on my merry way Money-hungry and greedy Child you1re just downright wrong Ya pissed me off so many times I just had to write this song Everyone1s got their problems And I know you sure got yours But you make livin1 child Seem like a backbreakin1 chore I hate your guts I wish that you was dead I hate your guts You1re damn right that1s what I said I hate your guts And I wish that you was dead I1d dig the hole myself But I1d rather run ya over with my truck instead