Bela fujoshi’s dead

Oh, fuck

Woah

Oh, yeah
Face off without your face
No confirmation
A hole inside your skull
That's trepanation
Did you really think you stood a chance against me?
'Cause I'm a little piece of shit
And I fight dirty

Pull my left to the right
And I take it down
Oh
I think you really ought to know
That I'm a dangerous foe
Yeah

Let's do it again

(Growling)

Yeah!

Alright, alright, alright

Crammed in the back
With a pickled up pair
Yeah I know it's not fair
But the flesh is killing the air
We gotta get them outta here
Yeah
Oh, you saw something you shouldn't have
Something you shouldn't know
You know something you failed to grasp
And that's B-O-B-O

Unh!