Tech N9ne - F.A.N.S. Lyrics

F.A.N.S. Lyrics [Verse 1] I was down on my luck out of my bucks Growlin' my gut while in a rut How I was smilin' when falice was callin' on uh I was proud and I bust loud and enough to rally them up My style is a child it was roudy and ruff Such as life, when the dope ain't sellin' the soap aint smellin' Ripe dough aint swellin', no hope but nope I ain't failing tonight and into the contest