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Hell Yeah Hellyeah

Hunt, find, walking a fine line Run, hide, my time is coming Hunt, find, it?s just a matter of time Talk your shit and get some balls to back it Plague, Hellyeah

Thrown away everything Challenged hope, challenged fate Fuck the world, fuck my place Like it matters Point your fingers at me Contest my integrity Question

So many things, I didn't say Is it too late now that you've gone away? So many words, so many ways If you can hear me now There's something I've gotta

something to say You're rotten to the core I've got something to say You're rotten to the core Yeah, yeah Rotten to the core Yeah, yeah Rotten to the

You couldn?t be, you couldn?t be me even if you wanted to Everything I?ve been through, you wouldn't know Live your life, soaking up all my sunshine And

hellyeah Gotta bruised attitude, ya getcha hellyeah Think you?re fuckin? with this, well hell no Balls, volume, strength getcha, come on Hellyeah, got your whiskey and weed Hellyeah, balls, volume and strength Hellyeah, hellyeah, hellyeah Hellyeah, hellyeah

? hellyeah Throwin? fists in the pit ya getcha? hellyeah Think you?re fuckin? with this well hell no. Balls, volume, strength getcha? come on Drinking beer smoking weed ya getcha? hellyeah Gotta bruised attitude ya getcha? hell yeah

I was told that life is beautiful, Well I'm not looking through those eyes, Wished upon a star and watched it fall away, Well that's just one more thing

We gotta get that something, That little bit of anything, Anyway, Gotta do it for the dough, Gotta go, 'cause money makes you smile, Don't ya know Those