Producer: Skammadix
first stanza: Chief Kamachi
second verse: Crypt the Warchild
third verse: Demoz
fourth verse: Vinnie Paz
Fifth stanza: Jus Allah

Lyrics:

[Kamachi]

Each brain cell collision with weed
Spit bars of a classic bomber speed race
shoots trying to calm down, the murderer, leave the boxes breathe /> Behind the pews with the Uz
He and his Al-Qaeda a rage I have cause to
lead a suicide bomber set path I
Paz cry? freeze rapper
When the smoke clear I can have some laughs, please?
crack traffic key of uncut Peruvian
and poetry CDs for the Europeans and Nubians
Feds try me
But the angel on my shoulder with the lights keep ya

[Warchild]

Warchild nigga that be, whoever was doing damn banana
Rough with the grammar, yall cant fuck with the gun
Raging angel child with the fitted halo
change my goal from a different angle spuckenes
Open your face, explosives storm from the waist
Henn rock out of the bottle, I dont 'go hunting for the br /> I'm twisted so fruitful that flows disgusting
I currently am sitting around with sticks with you sucking cock
In the unsigned hype, fuck a MAG, fuck a label
My time is now , fuck the past, fuck my debut
I bleed on track, cocksucker in this
This shit is the fix, so please relax

[Demoz]

fucking Someone pass the nine
breathe He asinine, I put his ass in line
Hater face that I lace him like Frankensteins got
Play it quietly, his mother hates me niggas spray
In the curtain Murking niggas nervous and Baby Mamas
Trouble closing fast, that Costa Rica is my other half
Pay want to leave your cash-lover, you choking in a bubble bath
I come from a troubled past
Everybody
Either your money or take it that what you owe him half
Coke and hash? ES, niggas smoking pot
Toke einND passport, he />
Focus Please note, me and you take your rosaries I came not to change the game is, for all the G's I
I came was to monitor IM Who the fuck his
? Mold itself into a fucking soldier, enter the micro
you have? We do not have to
And if I die to sign Aftermath sick in my life after death

[Vinnie Paz]

I kill you and you laugh at his hilarious thought like you are dead
Anyone who saw you cut me, it was scary when you bled
All you fear is here, the In the deadliest human gait />
I was born to the life in the sun to be
She was born to a victim with a knife or a pistol by his
In cutting your tongue, for you profess to be sick
But your brain is small, you still believe wrestling is real
Invest in some steel to give you a pussy and I called your bluff
Call the coroner, we fill up damn coffins
call the undertaker, his body sat in the dirt
And let me know what your up one with the Earth want to be />

[Jus Allah]

Under grass
I am second to none, I've begun a path None Shall Pass
not the crass, not the graduates, that's asking a lot
I'm not going to take a job < br /> Let the carnage of the cheeky
Press your dash and?
Free to win your must-haves
Keep your mustache half
pray for death to escape the meat
recourse to clear your debt to re-evaluate, refresh
uninformed, unwarned despised
Lorn Some are, some are born
I am unrushed, untouched
Upper crust, butter, so eloquently and so
malevolence awakens your undeveloped Prevalent among the intelligence
split into elephant