F.u.b.a.r. Lyrics - Die! - Necro

[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]