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[Intro:] - That's later version of getting F.U.B.A.R. - What's F.U.B.A.R? - Fucked Up Beyond All Recognition. [Verse 1:] Check it, Check it. Uhh, uhh. yo, I'm like Schwarzkopf with a sawed-off merkin' serplekle Berkowitz walk Cut your hands off, now go jerk off you faggot molested, maggot infested Shot with a magnum, stabbed in the abdomen, intestines, body bag, next contestant! The hostage- take, nostril breaker, blood loss got you nauseous, shaking Get destroyed like the Pink Floyd sausage maker in a larvae bed Faster than tarvol with a blade carving up heads, machete You're fading to shreds like barber on meds Your cunt's gun injected, your torso's disconnected Bitch my erection is in your pelvis section unprotected Spasms and seizures cut the protoplasm on your face, jet like motor razor No photograph of me, the code of assassins, get yo specs gouged, blast off Tecs at yo house My trigger finger's sexually aroused, gettin' busy wreck your division Like a prison, neck incision, you're getting fucked up bitch beyond all recognition [Chorus:] You F.U.B.A.R! Scarred with a gemstar, pa, you F.U.B.A.R! Hit with a metal bat in your car, you F.U.B.A.R! You should've thought before you sparred, you fucked up beyond all recognition! Fucked up beyond all recognition! Fucked up beyond all recognition! what?! Fucked up beyond all recognition! say it! fucked up! [Verse 2:] You couldn't hurt a mouse, yet you tried to front on my cause Just because other word of mouth is I'll punch you in yours My get down's viral, you're a coward on a downward spiral of ground gyro A pyromaniac, burn down your firewall, shit on your pride, you should commit suicide I just might come to your hood and let bullets rip through the side of your eye You'll never be shit, you on some police shit I should unleash pits on you and let them eat your flesh, please bitch! Stick that gun up your ass and see if it fits You don't know who you fucking with, bite me, you DIE! get left stiffin' and sticks Don't need to feel liquored so I could pull triggers My hands skill's bigger, I leave your whole fucking grill disfigured Looking I'll after I jigged it, real despicably wicked, like gigabod sick of God kick the bucket like pickit Fuck it you bitch better suck it and lick it or I'll leave an icepick stuck in your head Cut off your dick and feed you it [Chorus]
Это интересно:Родился и рос Ron Braunstein на неприветливых улицах Бруклина, а в свободное время занимался музыкой (и как все-таки здорово, что ему не подарили скрипку). Потихоньку интерес к ней перешел в практическое русло. Произошло это примерно в возрасте 11-ти лет. Белому еврейскому мальчику из бедной семьи пришлись по духу такие группы как Sepultura, Napalm Death и Obituary.... продолжение
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