Outta My Damn Way 55.1 [EXPLICIT]

[Intro – Bass boost] [Introductory Chorus] Shithead in my damn way... C’mon, man. Look at this dumbass idiot, ridin’ his bike. Shithead in my damn way... C’mon, man. Look at this dumbass idiot, ridin’ his bike. [Verse 2] Look the hell at that, he fell the hell down. The dumbass idiot fell the hell down from his bike. Just shorta the crosswalk, that’s where the dumbass idiot fell. The dumbass idiot fell the hell down onto the concrete. [Chorus] Shithead in my damn way... C’mon, man. Look at this dumbass idiot, ridin’ his bike. Shithead in my damn way... C’mon, man. Look at this dumbass idiot, ridin’ his bike. [Verse 3] Screech, went my damn tires. Force-turned onto my street. Flyin’ over the crosswalk, luckily no one in it. Twenny five miles per hour, oh what a sharp turn. [Chorus] Shithead in my damn way... C’mon, man. Look at this dumbass idiot, ridin’ his bike. Shithead in my damn way... C’mon, man. Look at this dumbass idiot, ridin’ his bike. [Verse 4] It’s real simple, outta my damn way. Yeah real simple, shithead. It’s real simple, outta my damn way. Yeah real simple, shithead. [Chorus] Shithead in my damn way... C’mon, man. Look at this dumbass idiot, ridin’ his bike. Shithead in my damn way... C’mon, man. Look at this dumbass idiot, ridin’ his bike. [Outro] He fell the hell off his bike. You hear that, my bro? Shithead fell the hell off his goddamn bike. Just shorta the crosswalk. Well, he got outta my damn way fo sho. Screech went our tires. Chirp went our brakes. We got outta the car in unison. Slammin’ the doors like they were eggs poppin’ in the microwave.