F.b.i.

F.b.i. Lyrics

Holy Christ bat an eye

Dumbf**k out of line

Don抰 pull that sh*t with me

F.B.I.

Quicker than suicide

Your clock抯 run out of time

Your breath reeks, you抮e f**ked up

Talk is cheap you f**king punk

You want a piece of me tough guy

Busted lip, broken nose

Stomp your head through the floor

Scr*pe you off my combat boot

F.B.I.

F.B.I. f**king bad

F.B.I. f**king bad intentions

He brought you in this world now I抣l take you out

f**k off and die

F.B.I.

He brought you in this world

He dropped you in my world

There抯 no room in my world