Fuck The Bullshit
311 · Dammit
my name's not Betty or Teddy, but Nick
and I'm what you might call a heretic
yes, and I am from Nebraska my girl is satisfied
you can ask her, you know I've never visited Alaska
huh, where the oil was spilt, that drunken captain should
be killed for polluting the sea, an atrocity
he still walks free, well
this one goes to all the birds that drown
Fuck the bullshit it's time to throw down
fuck the bullshit it's time to throw down
fuck the bullshit it's time to throw down
fuck the bullshit it's time to throw down
just fuck the bullshit to many damn fears and panic
try to throw down so I said it words of wisdom that will keep
you all guessing cause I'm tired of playing and
I'm tired of messing around
with all the suckers yes, stupid mother fuckers
who put down what we do, we stand alone with a group that's new
now if i was a dwarf, i'd surely be dopey
i'm a stoned wheat thin, you can not cope G
kick in the teeth a condescending frown
Fuck the bullshit it's time to throw down
fuck the bullshit it's time to throw down
fuck the bullshit it's time to throw down
fuck the bullshit it's time to throw down
Yeah, right about now I'd like to turn the mic over to my man
SA Martinez
I am sly in the mix I am the mix master
Death and destructor, lyric conductor
Rollin with the rhythm of the rhyme I'm rollin
Cold cap the parasites when I start to spazz
Nicholas hit's hard he's got the jazz
Now the b-boys rockin breakin' moves on the floor
311's stepping out have 'em yellin for more
Go on hoping, I'm poetry in motion
When I fire I spray duck down I'm locin'
P-Nut, the bass storm is looming
And in your mind the rhythm is booming
P to the N to the U to the T
Just fuck the has-been's and their stupid-ass rappin'
Promising bullshit you can't come through with
Do it in the basement no complacent
It's time to kick the fuck in
Begin to win no sin and then
Share it, declare it in the public domain
Refrain
I'd be perfectly sad if rap was a fad but it's not
So I'd thought I'd come out with a shot
Stupid dumb lyrics make you think I'm a clown
I don't give a fuck it's time to throw down
Fuck the bullshit it's time to throw down
Fuck the bullshit it's time to throw down
Fuck the bullshit it's time to throw down
Fuck the bullshit it's time to throw down
Fuck The Bullshit
Fuck The Bullshit stands as a defining track from 311's 2003 album Dammit, capturing the band's signature fusion of rock, reggae, and hip-hop influences. Released during a period of significant creative evolution, the song exemplifies the group's ability to blend heavy guitar riffs with laid-back rhythms. As part of a discography that spans decades, this recording highlights the band's consistent commitment to genre-bending experimentation. The track contributes to the energetic atmosphere of Dammit, showcasing the vocal interplay and instrumental versatility that have made 311 a staple in alternative rock. It remains a notable song in their extensive catalogue, reflecting the musical maturity and dynamic range that characterized their work in the early 2000s.

