1985 IROC Z lyrics

[Verse 1]
Call the law, call your mama
Call your auntie, and your daughter
Call the dog, call your lawyer
Baby O, b*tch, I destroy you
Little O, I'm a soldier
b*tch, you fired, unemployment
Lemme toke, lemme roll it
I don't like you, you ain't smokin'
Cult motherf*cker, put your body in a pentagram
Nail your body to the altar, sacrifice you like a lamb
Take your guts out, feed them to my little motherf*ckin' dog
Baby O, you f*ckin' b*tch, I'll break your motherf*ckin' jaw

[Verse 2]
Anyone got the hate? Anyone wanna test my f*ckin' nuts?
Break your f*ckin' face, Baby O, b*tch, I'll cut your body up
Bring the f*ckin' pain, finna chop these motherf*ckers up
Butcher boy, it's the butcher man, what the f*ck is up?

[Outro]
No more issues, no more problems
12 gauge, b*tch, I'll f*ckin' solve 'em
No more issues, no more problems
Now your body's dead and rotting