Juicy J
Ain't no where to run, ain't no where to hide. Cuz we're makin' death threat phone calls.
Plenty killaz right outside. Waitin' fo' you to make a move. Waitin' fo' you to make a
move. When I get my hands on you, ain't no tellin' what I'll do. Trainin' those kids from
homeless schools. Chopped up bodies in tha tube. Burnin' in tha back yard. Use tha blood
to fill my pool. Fill it up and nothin's left. Tape record tha Face of Death. Evil forces
in my mind, tellin' me to kill myself.
Lord Infamous
I shall fulfill your every desire. Tied up to my bed made of hot barbed wire. Take tha stash
to tha (?) of yo' (living room). Black magic, wicked voodoo. Turn tha furnace high, run inside.
Tonight, tonight ya' fire. They close to tha (?) and tha multi (?). Eternal miss a (?) when
they bake tha (?). Fuck tha punishments, heart of unholy - ness.
Koopsta Knicca
(?) to be crazy, bang. That blood be red, red. Three Six, won't ya' tell me if ya' feel me?
Test that poppin' and droppin' inside tha mon. C'mon everybody sing a song, cuz he's gone.
Bow down. Koopsta holdin' that gun, Koopsta holdin' that gun. Buck 'em down, only one. But he
looked me in my eyes, but I can't help it. So make me out to kill a bitch, befo' he help a bitch.
DJ Paul
Murda', Murda' my intention. Came a new demention. Nietha' do I mention. The (?) we fill in your
sister. We sticked her, with needles, and feet out, that feat is, beat us if you dare to. Sicker
than fevers, meat cleavers, leave us to tha bed, roof. Don't answer tha phone it might be tha
one that you been dodgin' fool. Don't answer tha phone it might be tha one that's at tha window
crew. Just cut off tha ring and let make a way to yo' soul. Behind tha T.V. in tha corner with
yo' eyes closed.