No Fuck'n Problem by Suicidal Tendencies

You talk your shit, but I ain't listenin'
And I don't do no ass kissin'
Now here's the point that you've been missin'
No fuck'n problem at all

Ain't got no fuck'n problem
Ain't got no fuck'n problem at all
I've got no fuck'n problem
I've got no fuck'n problem at all

You ain't alive if you ain't livin'
You waste your life whinin' and snivelin'
So buckle up, 'cause now I'm drivin'
No fuck'n problem at all

Ain't got no fuck'n problem
I've got no fuck'n problem at all
Ain't got no fuck'n problem
I've got no fuck'n problem at all

No fuck'n problem at all
No fuck'n problem

You think you know everything and more
But a surprise, you'll be in for
Add it all up and you got no score
No fuck'n problem at all

You play the part that I got no use
Don't mean a thing, 'cause you got no juice
I live in peace, I don't need a truce
No fuck'n problem at all

No fuck'n problem at all
No fuck'n problem at all
No fuck'n problem at all
No fuck'n problem

I got a piece but not to the puzzle
No time to think starin' down a muzzle
I rise above and watch you fizzle
No fuck'n problem at all

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