[Verse 1: Mike Good]
Raised with my cousins all that hate don't fuck with us
See yo ass out in public wishing that he fucking would
This the turn of the century
Time to fuckin' murder some
Spark me up some sticky fire, now they got nowhere to run
To them lies ima fry yuh, burn you smell the flesh come of your [?]
In the fuckin' darkness
Ima get me to them [?]
You swangin' with my tension
Fuck your rap
Forgot to mention
Told them bulls to step in all the blood will spill away
See this my vision bitch you ain't in charge
See the limit to listen to all
Ready to mall [?]
We fuckin' with y'all
[?] in yo head and make sure that they done
Dumpin' the bodies all over the track smokin the bodies get covered with ash
Do what I must to build up my path
I don't see no other way

[Verse 2: Ruby da Cherry]
Fuck the police
Burn a church
God is dead
I've done research
Rob the sto' and shoot the clerk
7th ward the devil lurks
Bitch I work
Cup full of perc
With a blunt full of percs
Murk murk, murk a mothafucka just for steppin tryna kick some dirt
Fuck his bitch real quick and then I dip I didn't have time to flirt
Whats the work
Me n $lick we stay hurt [?]
Maybe its because we talk too slur
Pull up wearin gucci fur (Furr)
But I can't remember ($ui $ui $ui)
Bitch it's all a fuckin' blur
[Verse 3: $crim]
Creepin' on the fuckin [?]
Funky fire up on my hip
Sleep up in a fuckin ditch
Triple 6 I never switch
Rollin up to meet yo bitch
Gold tooth, skinny pimp
Walkin with a fuckin' limp
Smokin on a blunt of hemp
Know some fiends that don't give a shit
Packin' up the fuckin' clip
Sippin on a pint of dip
Then I dip
Blood rollin' down the Chevy
Cock the shotty hold it steady
Feel my breathin getting heavy
(Breathing)

[Verse 4: Ramirez]
Worshipin' the devil
Demons inside of my fuckin' head
Grippin on my fuckin' Glock and now that mothafucka's dead
Quick in the night with the shit
Kill a busta burn that bitch
Don't give a fuck cause triple 6
She fuckin with me then I'm takin you to bottomless pits
Murda murda replayin' inside of my head
I sacrificed the bitch off
Now he's pleading for more blood shed
The flames that arise
And now he's screamin' out my name
But I'm creepin through the shadows tryna take anotha busta's name
[Verse 5: Mike Good]
[?]
The house is lit filled up with six
More shadows for the lost world
That your spirit [?]
Won't see me backin' down
The world's pitch black I'll ash him out
Smokin' [?] Passin' out
Never gave a fuck don't make a sound
A mothafucka like you won't break the spell
Off with the [?]
Stick to the plan and do it again
Put bodies with gas and light that bitch
We move [?]
I'm torture [?]
The worse of them all
But where'd it begin
I live for the [?]
Bitch don't you forget
[?] Smokin' forever
[?] ([?])