Died This Way

By 360

On Stand the Fuck Up

Released on August 7, 2011

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[Verse 1: Bam Bam]

Yeah, ah shit, six, we fuckin' running it now

Bam Bam, remember the name, suck it down

Yeah, I came to be famous and take the place of your favourites

While all these ignoramuses came here to fuck around

I'm amazin', but I'ma save it for y'all to say

And get 'em wasted, but I'm embracin' it all the same

And if you hate it, you probably take it straight in the anus

Ain't no way that I'm changin' it, babe, I was born this way


[Interlude: 360]

I'll take a bottle of Lanolin, squirt it in your fucking eye

And make you cry them dry moist tears

That you've been waiting to hold onto for years

You fucking soft cunt, I don't give a fuck!

Pots are probably your favourite type of material

Because you like flowers, you fucking pussy

I fucking hate you

Ketamine!

We don't give a...


[Verse 2: 360]

Yo, if money grew on trees, yo, I'd smoke that shit

If I'm meetin' Mother Nature, I'ma poke that bitch

I'm a creep, but you motherfuckers know that shit

Such a pervert, fuck, even my phone has tits

It's probably for the best that I don't have kids

'Cause if my daughter farted on me, I would choke that bitch

Don't ask me for money 'cause I don't have shit

All I've got on me is this pipe that I smoke crack with


[Verse 3: Bam Bam]

Yeah, Stand The Fuck Up ain't just the name of the mixtape

It's what six says to me after the sixth day

Of a straight bender with no intention of ending it

No sleeping or eating and no sense in our sentences

(Can you pass the doob) We ain't ever giving a flying fuck

Flyin' as high as a kite, wired and fuckin' fired up

But on the off chance that you catchin' us driving drunk

At least it ain't with Ryan Dunn (Too soon?)

We don't give a fuck!

[Verse 4: 360 & Bam Bam]

Yeah, I was driving drunk with Ryan Dunn

But I survived the cunt, look, I'm alive as fuck

Man, you nearly died and I really thought that your time was up

That's why I did a line of drugs as long as his tire marks

I saw you crawlin' and climbin' out from behind the shrubs

Right after your car transformed like Shia LeBeouf's

I know the line was harsh, but we're just rhymin' bars

And if you analyse it, fuck it, yo, it's kind of smart


[Verse 5: Bam Bam]

Forever speeding, I'm always leadin' the fast life

Hard crime, doin' a bag of coke just to pass time

I'm still going from last night and it's half past nine

In the morning, I'm pourin' a glass of this cask wine

I really need to get home, yo, but I can't drive

Last time that I tried it, I passed out in the car twice

I've got to make it, I got a lady that's waitin'

A hot little-waisted Asian chick, but her titties are half white


[Verse 6: 360]

I ain't caring what you think, fuckhead

'Cause your girl's looking at me thinkin', "Six, fuck yes"

She told me what she wanted, yo, we discussed it

And everything she said has left me disgusted

If you believe in God then I think you're a faggot

I wrote the Bible, I was trippin' on acid

Understand, motherfucker, I am six foot four

And with a line of coke I am six foot more

We don't give a fuck!