It's hardcore genocide
We roll hard
The bottom line is: we hold it down
Save that singing sh** for your sister's f**ing birthday
This is real, you don't know?
We're going to f** your world
This is hardcore genocide
You may ask me why we always f**ing swear
When there's a thousand other words to get us there
But c*nts like you don't seem to catch our f**ing drift
No amount of pedals, screams or f**ing riffs
Quite say the same as hardcore genocide
It's hardcore genocide
It's f**ing hardcore genocide, b**h
Check my f**ing Caller I.D. you c*nt: "Your Dreams"
Save that singing sh** for your granddad's f**ing birthday
I would never stoop that low
You f**ing stupid greebo c*nt, I hate you
And I always f**ing will
No herbs or potions, charms or f**ing pills
Well c*nts like you don't seem to catch our f**ing drift
No amount of pedals, screams or f**ing riffs
Quite say the same