F.U.C.T. Overkill

[Verse 1]
We got the killing
You got the time
We got the making of
A terminal bind
We got the risk
You got to take
We got the making
Of a big mistake

[Pre-Chorus]
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 FUCT

[Chorus]
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