F.B.I. - Substance D



Holy Christ bat an eye



Dumbfuck out of line



Don? pull that shit with me



F.B.I.



Quicker than suicide



Your clock? run out of time



Your breath reeks, you?e fucked up



Talk is cheap you fucking 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. fucking bad



F.B.I. fucking bad intentions



He brought you in this world now I



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