Lyric Can t See A Thing

look at you, covered with blue. upset with fire, you call me a liar.
(chorus:)i can t hear f*ckin thing, i wish this sh*t would change. and, i can t hear a mutha-f*ckin thing, cuz, your p*ssy s my fame.
i could be rich, and loose this b*tch, of a h*. and i won t see this, cuz, bull-sh*t.
(chorus)
i ll turn away, but only for now. i ve f*cked you up all day, it s time to put it down. i cannot withstand your mutha-f*ckin b*tch a** h* p*ssy sh*t d*ck face. it s a f*ckin dis..grace!
just what the f*ck are you!?
(chorus)
this is f*ckin sh*t. you mess with this d*ck. i ll blown you away, that s f*ckin what they--say.