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We got the killing You got the time We got the making of a terminal blind We got the risk You got to take We got the making of a big mistake Got no faith Got no reason Got no hope Got the treason We got the hit already took Hate to tell you But I think you're F.U.C.T. All about face, all about life All about walking the edge of the knife All about race, all about death All about getting out of this mess All about face, all about life All about walking the edge of the knife All about race, all about death All about getting out of this mess We got the truth You got the hurt We got the answer that you just insert We are explicit You are exposed We are the making of the decomposed Got no faith Got no reason Got no hope Got the treason Got the chaos, run amok Bite down hard You're about to be F.U.C.T. All about face, all about life All about walking the edge of the knife All about race, all about death All about getting out of this mess All about face, all about life All about walking the edge of the knife All about race, all about death All about getting out of this mess We are the day We are the night We are the stop sign in the road of life We are the message Unreturned We are the next about to be burned Got no faith Got no reason Got no hope Got the treason Change your mind, change your look Change your heart Now you're F.U.C.T. All about face, all about life All about walking the edge of the knife All about race, all about death All about getting out of this mess All about face, all about life All about walking the edge of the knife All about race, all about death All about getting out of this mess All about face