Substance D Lyrics
F.B.I. Lyrics
Holy Christ bat an eye
Dumbf*ck out of line
Donæ° pull that shit with me
F.B.I.
Quicker than suicide
Your clockæ¯ run out of time
Your breath reeks, youæ®e f*cked up
Talk is cheap you f*cking punk
You want a piece of me tough guy
Busted lip, broken nose
Stomp your head through the floor
Scrape you off my combat boot
F.B.I.
F.B.I. f*cking bad
F.B.I. f*cking bad intentions
He brought you in this world now Iæ£l take you out
F*ck off and die
F.B.I.
He brought you in this world
He dropped you in my world
Thereæ¯ no room in my world