Hellyeah Lyrics
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Album | Hellyeah(2007) |
Type | Album (Studio full-length) |
Genres | Groove Metal |
Labels | Epic Records |
Ranked | #129 for 2007 , #3,867 all-time |
Album rating : 88 / 100
Votes : 5
Votes : 5
1. Hellyeah (3:30)
Fuck the norm, I can't understand
Live my life, by the rules of no one
I am me, that can't be wrong
I do what I do, when I do, that's how I like it
Conformity, amputate my soul
Made of stone, smashed the mold
Indifferent, so fuck you all that
Whine, bitch, nag, complain, cry
If ya don't give a shit ya getcha hellyeah
Throwin' fists in the pit ya getcha hellyeah
Think you're fuckin' with this well hell no.
Balls, volume, strength getcha come on
Drinking beer smoking weed ya getcha hellyeah
Gotta bruised attitude ya getcha hellyeah,
Think you're fuckin' with this well hell no
Balls, volume, strength getcha come on
Fuck you all, that won't understand
Be a man, no more and no less,
I?m just me, no matter what you say,
I am, who I am , what I am, that?s how I like it
Typical, fucking lifeless clones
My attitude, embrace my own
I don't care, so just walk away and live your
Dull, dead, bland, boring, life
If ya don't give a shit ya getchan hellyeah
Throwin' fists in the pit ya getcha hellyeah
Think you're fuckin' with this well hell no.
Balls, volume, strength getcha come on
Drinking beer smoking weed ya getcha hellyeah
Gotta bruised attitude ya getcha hell yeah,
Think you're fuckin' with this well hell no
Balls, volume, strength getcha come on
Don't give a fuck and don't think I ever will,
For the prim and the proper it's a shallow jagged pill,
Don't really care if you like me
I just hold up my drink and get my HELLYEAH!
So point your fingers and throw your stones,
I'll be smokin' and drinkin' and breaking fucking bones
To all you fuckin' people thinking you're better than me,
I hold up my middle finger and give my hellyeah!
If ya don't give a shit ya getcha hellyeah
Throwin' fists in the pit ya getcha hellyeah
Think you're fuckin' with this well hell no.
Balls, volume, strength getcha come on
Drinking beer smoking weed ya getcha hellyeah
Gotta bruised attitude ya getcha hellyeah,
Think you're fuckin' with this well hell no
Balls, volume, strength getcha come on
HELLYEAH!
Got your whiskey and weed
HELLYEAH!
(Come on)
Hellyea!
Balls volume and strength
HELLYEAH!
(Hellyeah)
(Hellyeah)
(Hellyeah)
(Hellyeah)
Live my life, by the rules of no one
I am me, that can't be wrong
I do what I do, when I do, that's how I like it
Conformity, amputate my soul
Made of stone, smashed the mold
Indifferent, so fuck you all that
Whine, bitch, nag, complain, cry
If ya don't give a shit ya getcha hellyeah
Throwin' fists in the pit ya getcha hellyeah
Think you're fuckin' with this well hell no.
Balls, volume, strength getcha come on
Drinking beer smoking weed ya getcha hellyeah
Gotta bruised attitude ya getcha hellyeah,
Think you're fuckin' with this well hell no
Balls, volume, strength getcha come on
Fuck you all, that won't understand
Be a man, no more and no less,
I?m just me, no matter what you say,
I am, who I am , what I am, that?s how I like it
Typical, fucking lifeless clones
My attitude, embrace my own
I don't care, so just walk away and live your
Dull, dead, bland, boring, life
If ya don't give a shit ya getchan hellyeah
Throwin' fists in the pit ya getcha hellyeah
Think you're fuckin' with this well hell no.
Balls, volume, strength getcha come on
Drinking beer smoking weed ya getcha hellyeah
Gotta bruised attitude ya getcha hell yeah,
Think you're fuckin' with this well hell no
Balls, volume, strength getcha come on
Don't give a fuck and don't think I ever will,
For the prim and the proper it's a shallow jagged pill,
Don't really care if you like me
I just hold up my drink and get my HELLYEAH!
So point your fingers and throw your stones,
I'll be smokin' and drinkin' and breaking fucking bones
To all you fuckin' people thinking you're better than me,
I hold up my middle finger and give my hellyeah!
If ya don't give a shit ya getcha hellyeah
Throwin' fists in the pit ya getcha hellyeah
Think you're fuckin' with this well hell no.
Balls, volume, strength getcha come on
Drinking beer smoking weed ya getcha hellyeah
Gotta bruised attitude ya getcha hellyeah,
Think you're fuckin' with this well hell no
Balls, volume, strength getcha come on
HELLYEAH!
Got your whiskey and weed
HELLYEAH!
(Come on)
Hellyea!
Balls volume and strength
HELLYEAH!
(Hellyeah)
(Hellyeah)
(Hellyeah)
(Hellyeah)
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Hellyeah - Lyrics
▶ 1. Hellyeah Lyrics | 2. You Wouldn't Know Lyrics |
3. Matter of Time Lyrics | 4. Waging War Lyrics |
5. Alcohaulin' Ass Lyrics | 6. Goddamn Lyrics |
7. In the Mood Lyrics | 8. Star Lyrics |
9. Rotten to the Core Lyrics | 10. Thank You Lyrics |
11. Nausea Lyrics | 12. One Thing Lyrics |
Hellyeah - Album Credits
Members
- Chad Gray : Vocals
- Greg Tribbett : Guitars
- Tom Maxwell : Guitars
- Jerry Montano : Bass
- Vinnie Paul : Drums
Other staff
- Vinnie Paul : Producer, Recording, Mixing, Mastering Engineer
- Sterling Winfield : Producer, Recording, Mixing, Mastering Engineer
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