FUCK! AH!

F*ck, f*ck, f*ck (f*ck), f*ck (f*ck), agh Your fucking head would look better cut off I wore this leather 'til my skin peeled off Big red button finna make nukes drop Fucked in the head, that's why I lost my job 1312, I could never trust a cop And where I'm from and all around that Bullets fly at you like hi-hats Walked in the pub and they throw me out They say I should've learned by now But I got some gas and I got some matches Bet this fuckin' venue'll burn right down Bed bug mattress, need some fuckin help 'Cause the voices in my head turnin' into fuckin' actions When I see red, it's a chemical reaction Wanna see you dead in a casket, agh F*ck, f*ck, f*ck (f*ck), f*ck (f*ck), agh Your fucking head would look better cut off I wore this leather 'til my skin peeled off Big red button finna make nukes drop F*ck, f*ck, f*ck (f*ck), f*ck (f*ck), agh Your fucking head would look better cut off I wore this leather 'til my skin peeled off Big red button finna make nukes drop Code red, old head at your spot Green light be like "Wop, wop, wop" Tell nascar, "Gotta chill, gotta stop" And he like, "F*ck no," and punches a cop Punches a cop, punches a cop Cop, cop, cop Big NOFACE with the big chrome trey Call me the stepper with the big toe, ayy