Dammit Lyrics - 311

Yo, word up, Im talkin to you 

Makin dope rhymes, thats what I do 

Like a madman, you know I'm bad, man 

I slam, a good goddamn 

Well I concur so goddamn badly 

I could just sit and sing the blues 

But instead I'll make a fist, yeah 

And make my own bad news yeah 

Take my advice 

You'll pay the price 

Make it funky like this 

Good god 

Damn 

Yo, what else is dissin me 

That's right, its pissin me off 

Rock me baby? What? 

You don't mean that crap 

What the hell, if it sells 

Damn, youre a sham, 

No thank you, maam 

Bitch 

Oh, I get burned badly 

I could just sit and sing the blues 

But instead Ill make a fist, yeah 

Make my own good news, yeah 

Take my advice 

You'll pay the price 

Make it funky like this 

Good goddamn 

I tell you what 

Alles Klar 

Hey