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[Intro:]- |
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That's later version of getting |
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F.U.B.A.R.- |
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What's F.U. |
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B.A.R?- Fucked |
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Up Beyond |
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All Recognition.[Verse 1:] |
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Check it, |
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Check it. |
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Uhh, uhh. yo, |
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I'm like Schwarzkopf with a sawed-off merkin' serplekle |
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Berkowitz walk |
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Cut your hands off, now go jerk off you faggot molested, maggot infested |
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Shot with a magnum, stabbed in the abdomen, intestines, body bag, next contestant! |
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The hostage- take, nostril breaker, blood loss got you nauseous, shaking |
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Get destroyed like the |
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Pink Floyd sausage maker in a larvae bed |
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Faster than tarvol with a blade carving up heads, machete |
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You're fading to shreds like barber on meds |
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Your cunt's gun injected, your torso's disconnected |
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Bitch my erection is in your pelvis section unprotected |
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Spasms and seizures cut the protoplasm on your face, jet like motor razor |
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No photograph of me, the code of assassins, get yo specs gouged, blast off |
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Tecs at yo house |
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My trigger finger's sexually aroused, gettin' busy wreck your division |
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Like a prison, neck incision, you're getting fucked up bitch beyond all recognition[Chorus:] |
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You F.U.B. |
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A.R! Scarred with a gemstar, pa, you |
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F.U.B.A.R! |
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Hit with a metal bat in your car, you |
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F.U.B.A.R! |
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You should've thought before you sparred, you fucked up beyond all recognition! |
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Fucked up beyond all recognition! |
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Fucked up beyond all recognition! what?! |
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Fucked up beyond all recognition! say it! fucked up![Verse 2:] |
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You couldn't hurt a mouse, yet you tried to front on my cause |
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Just because other word of mouth is |
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I'll punch you in yours |
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My get down's viral, you're a coward on a downward spiral of ground gyro |
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A pyromaniac, burn down your firewall, shit on your pride, you should commit suicide |
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I just might come to your hood and let bullets rip through the side of your eye |
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You'll never be shit, you on some police shit |
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I should unleash pits on you and let them eat your flesh, please bitch! |
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Stick that gun up your ass and see if it fits |
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You don't know who you fucking with, bite me, you |
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DIE! get left stiffin' and sticks |
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Don't need to feel liquored so |
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I could pull triggers |
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My hands skill's bigger, |
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I leave your whole fucking grill disfigured |
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Looking I'll after |
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I jigged it, real despicably wicked, like gigabod sick of |
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God kick the bucket like pickit |
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Fuck it you bitch better suck it and lick it or |
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I'll leave an icepick stuck in your head |
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Cut off your dick and feed you it[Chorus] |