Yeah, torture, mother fuckers Torture, our version—our version of torture That's right I'll fucking—I'll fucking fuck with your credit score and then I—what? No, no Not the credit score That over the top? Too extreme Is that over the top? Yeah I just got outta debt Alright, so you know what then? I fucking—I fucking—I fucking erase shit off your DVR without you even— No! No? Are you serious? We're saving that stuff! Alright, alright, alright What you got? What do you got? Too much! I'll fucking—I'll fucking log onto your Wi-Fi router and change the password No, you can't do that! Listen, that is a privilege, not a right What is wrong with you? You can do that shit, it's too much! Guys, guys, I got it I'll go to your fucking house, I will take you I will fucking choke the shit out of you 'til you can't breathe anymore And I'll punch you in your fucking face 'til you start bleedin' and bleedin' And I'll take that blood and I'll shove it down your fucking throat And I'll rip open your asshole and stick my foot all the way up it That's not bad, that's not bad, that's not bad Torture, mother fucker