[Intro: JGRXXN]
Ooh
What's up mane? What's up mane?
Hah

[Verse 1: JGRXXN]
JGRXXN will buck if you duckin'
Burner gettin' hot like an oven
My n***as carry that flame, so if you got beef, mmm, well it ain't nothin'
Schemacideboy$, ain't no bluffin'
Triple 6, n***as be bustin'
The killas inside of yo' brain
For the Underground shit, we be thuggin', hah
Run up on my n***as if you itchin' to
Do that shit you claim, that's how you end up in [?]
My demons pullin' up [?]
We smoke you like a swisher, scoop your bitch and then get in to her

[Verse 2: $crim]
Step up in the motherfuckin' spot, gold grill
Lil' young white boy, keep the block hot, no chill
When I'm in the cut with the red dot hold still
Cut a motherfucker 'til you dried out, hail Satan
Schemaposse boys with the *59
Grippin' the gat so hard got these boys full of envy
[?] send us the defendant, call me Primetime
Smokin', drinkin', [?] 'til the reaper come and get me, ho
All my bitches coming straight from Hades
$carecrow, $carecrow, $carecrow, you so fucking crazy
It's all that I am hearing lately
The fucking voice of all the ones forsaken
[Verse 3: Ruby]
Schemin' 'bout the homicide and Ruby is the victim, ho
Ruby turn to Uzi when that Mac 10 empties in my throat
Relaxin' in a pool of blood, I cannot feel my selfish roles
My devilish ho's gon' suck my soul from the holes in my throat
Away we go to the bottom of Hell, where Satan roams
Every [?]
My skin, flesh burned down to the bone
My skeleton, now lookin' grim and because I decomposed
Up above on Earth they sing a bunch of Hymns 'bout Ruby and his kin
They pray we won't see life again, at least they think they won't

[Verse 4: Rozz Dyliams]
I don't fuck with anybody in the underground
'Cause shit is just a bunch of jealous junkies
Itchin', twitchin' for a fix
I'm inside makin' money
We won't talk and we won't joke
I tie a chain around my hitch and put the hook inside your throat
Let the gravel atomize your lifeless body when you drag
When I think about you I envision chunks inside a bag
When I see a cross I think about it in a preacher's ass
And when I see a star of David all I think about is cash