[Intro: Queen Michael & Carey Burtt]
Now, don't you want to become a cult leader?
Don't you want devoted followers?
Who leave their families for you?
Give their money to you?
Give their bodies to you?
Give up their lives for you?
And will kill for you?
Hey, what are you guys doing in there?
Do you wanna go to a party?
Yeah
It's Queen Michael, bitch
I'm scheming on you, bitch
I'm coming for your clique
And I ain't fucking with them bitches n***a

[Verse 1: Queen Michael]
We own this fucking sick shit
This scary fucking witch shit
This scary fucking bitch tip
I'm 'bout to fucking write yo' shit
And kill a bitch
Then do a dip
I hit a fucking split
Up on my spaceship
Yeah, a white witch
And a sick bitch
And a twisted hoe
Out the front door
With a razor
I might taze ya
Or fucking slice ya
I did knife ya
'Cause I really fucking like ya
Yeah, I really fucking like ya
[Chorus: Queen_Michael]
She's a bitch
She's on that sick shit
A fucking white witch

[Verse 2: Queen_Michael]
Hop up in the car
Going to a party
Yeah boy
This shit's really gnarly!
Everybody knows me
Everybody loves me
So start a fucking army
Come to my house, bitch
The punch is on the table
Not fucking now, bitch
We'll save it all for later

[Chorus: Queen_Michael]
Save it all for later
We'll save it all for later
Don't fucking play ya
Might fucking cut you with a knife or a taser

[Interlude: Queen_Michael]
$uicide
$uicide
Fuck that shit, we going genocide
[Verse 3: Queen_Michael]
$UICIDEBOY$ on the suicide tip
It's genocide, bitch
And we killing all yo cliques
And we fuckin' on yo bitches
And we fuckin' with they shit
My nose ain't runnin'
Bitch, we straight scummin'
Oh shit, what's that smell?
That's the green, green [?]

[Interlude: Queen_Michael & $lick $loth]
$uicide
$uicide, bitch
$uicide
Bitch, don't fucking [?]
$ui- $uicide
And we coming for your fucking cliques
$loth

[Verse 4: $lick $loth]
$uicide for life
My third eye will always see the six
Got the revolver to my head
59 'till I'm deceased, bitch
Chopper on the low (low)
Heron on the stove (stove)
Mary on my lips (lips)
Cocaine in my nose
Ain't got no bands
I'm broke as fuck
Lickin' dope up off the pan, by the gram
Pop them xans
Five middle fingers on my motherfuckin' hand
Know some robbers, killers, bunch of pill poppers
Couple shotters, chrome copper
Just to kill a fucking copper
See, I'm Tony with the Tommy speaking tongues
Killin' them one by one
Crack up in my subs
.45 tucked up in my trunk
Crack up in my subs
.45 tucked up in my trunk, bitch
[Verse 5: Ruby da Cherry]
I'm the dead motherfucker crawlin' out the grave
My soul was never safe, fuck the bed
In that dirty ditch, where I fucking lay, bitch
Who's gonna come and save the day?
Give me the gun, give me the blade
Give me the noose, give me the chainsaw
[?] on my murder weapon, kill 'em all, bitch
Never standin' tall, more like
Layin' down in the ground
Let me fall
Hold on, I got another call from the fuckin' Devil
Satan's waitin', time to go back In my kennel, ho

[Outro: Undefined Source]
I will die for the cult
I will kill for the cult
I love you