F.U.B.A.R. lyrics

[Intro]

- I have a slight aversion to getting F.U.B.A.R!

- What’s F.U.B.A.R?

- f*cked Up Beyond All Recognition!

[Verse 1]
Check it, check it, uhh, uhh, yo
I’m like Schwarzkopf with a sawed-off murkin’ sepulchral Berkowitz walk
Cut your hands off now go j*rk off! You faggot molested, maggot infested
Shot wit' a magnum, stabbed in the abdomen, intestines, body bag, next contestant!
The hostage taker, nostril breaker, blood loss got you nauseous, shaking
Get destroyed like the Pink Floyd Sausage Maker! In a larvae bed
Faster than Tarver wit' a blade carving up heads, machete
You’re fading to shreds like barber on meds
Your c*nt’s gun injected, your torso’s disconnected
b*tch my erection is in your pelvic section unprotected
Spasms and seizures cut the protoplasm on your face, jet like Moto Racer
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 getting f*cked up b*tch beyond all recognition

[Chorus]
You F.U.B.A.R! Scarred wit' a Gemstar, pa, you F.U.B.A.R!
Hit wit' a metal bat in your car (what?), you F.U.B.A.R!
You should’ve thought before you sparred, you f*cked up beyond all recognition!
f*cked up beyond all recognition!
f*cked up beyond all recognition! What?!
f*cked up beyond all recognition! Say it! f*cked up!
[Verse 2]
You couldn’t hurt a mouse, yet you tried to front on my cause, just because So the word of mouth is I punched you in yours
My get down’s viral, you’re a coward on a downward spiral of ground gyro
The pyromaniac, burned down your firewall
sh*t on your pride, you should commit suicide, I just might come to your hood and let bullets rip through the side of your ride
You’ll never be sh*t, you're on some police sh*t
I should unleash pits on you and let them eat your flesh, please b*tch!
Stick that gun up your ass and see if it fits
You don’t know who you f*cking with, bite me, you DIE!
Get left stiff in the sticks
Don’t need to feel liquored so I could peel triggers
My hand skills bigger, I'll leave your whole f*cking grill disfigured
Looking ill after I jigged it, real despicably wicked, like gigabod sick of God kick the bucket like Pickett
f*ck it you b*tch better suck it and lick it or I’ll leave an ice pick stuck in your head
Cut off your di*k and feed you it!

[Chorus]

[Outro]

F.U.B.A.R., big time