Fuel for the Fire

I smoked your gear,
torched your car
and throat fucked your missus.
Bring your mates,
I'll kill you all quickly.

Come get some,
getting real tired of your talk.
She's back for seconds now
where you at?
I'm gonna take her from behind.

Yeah, I drank your Woodstock
I'm the motherfucker that carried it.
Hey, it's my cone now
get out of my way motherfucker.
Get your hands off my cigarettes

Or I'll cut your fuckin' throat.