You're lookin' out for number one. Opportunistic fun is just a stone's throw away.
The golden opportunities have bitten you and bettered me through dignity and loyalty.
I'm over it, you're talkin' sh** and ever so full of it, and I'm hatin' you for what you've done.
I'll open one door to this and count ten. You mother f**in' sumb**h had better run!
One, ten! Oh, it s**s to be you.
Yeah, to me that's the downside result of lickin' so much a**.
So much for cla**, I guess it s**s to be you. How it s**s to be you.
That's why you fell to the wayside. I'll flip you off as I pa**.
They say life's a gas, but boy, it s**s to be you!
Who said the gra** was greener was greener than green itself for taking his free ride for granted.
The pressure is never on when sole existence runs on the blood sweat and tears of others.
You're ugliness personified, selfishness epitomized, a parasitic life defined.
So take the ball and run with it, expedient piece of sh**.
Go find a new host to feed on, and on, and so on, now go on.
Oh, it s**s to be you.
Yeah, to me that's the downside result of lickin' so much a**.
So much for cla**, I guess it s**s to be you. How it s**s to be you.
That's why you fell to the wayside. I'll flip you off as I pa**.
They say life's a gas, but boy, it s**s to be you!
s**s to be you. Man, it s**s to be you.
Oh, it s**s to be you.
Yeah, to me that's the downside result of lickin' so much a**.
So much for cla**, I guess it s**s to be you. How it s**s to be you.
That's why you fell to the wayside. I'll flip you off as I pa**.
They say life's a gas, but boy, it s**s to be you!
s**s to be you.
s**s to be you.
s**s to be you.