about me
Rett ut av Oslo (Straight outta Oslo)
Crazy mutha' fucker named Weerdough
Comin' from the land of ice and snow
When I'm called off, I got a sawed off
Swing my blade and heads go flyin' off
You too boy if you fuck with me
The Berzerkers are gonna half to come get me
Out your skull, cause that's how I'm goin' out
For the punk motherfucka thats throwin' down
Europe starts to mumble, they wanna rumble
Behead em' and cook em' in a pot like gumbo
Goin' off on a mother fucker like that
With an axe
That's pointed at your womb
So give it up smooth
Ain't no tellin' when I pillage your bedroom
It's a slaughter that'll keep you all dancin'
Everyone dies, I don't want no ransom
Cat n' nine tails is the tool
Don't make me act the mother fuckin' fool
Me and you can go toe toe, don't make me
I'm loppin' heads off your kin daily
Yo weekly, monthly and yearly
Until them dumb muthafuckas' see clearly
That I'm down with the N-O-R-S-K
Boy, you won't see another day
So when I'm in your country, good luck
the Weerdough's crazy as fuck
And after I leave, believe that I raped you
Cause when I come back
I'm comin' straight outa Oslo
Straight outa Oslo
Straight outa Oslo