[Verse 1: CYBERDRIP$]

Creepin' through cut, never see the sun

Runnin' with the mutts

Leave these fangs in your guts

Bust another nut

CYBER loadin' up

Came up from the cold, hard drive made of rust

Melted your skull with this static

I spin around with the planets

And satellites in alignment

Leavin' 'em all in a panic (Ah!)

Leakin' oil, I'm damaged, I been birthed up outta mechanics

Hack into the unknown

Where my data been stranded, look

[Verse 2: 99zed]

Grabbin' a dutch

Roll dat mothafucka, finna roll another 'cause it ain't enough

G-Gr-Grip on my nuts

Rippin' my eyes out my head one by one 'cause I don't give a fuck (Fuck, fuck)

Creepin' in the back with the G3

Droppin' at the labs, finna get myself a three piece, repeat

John Cena how nobody see me

Bro on the Cavs, ain't nobody gon' beat me

[Verse 3: Saliva Grey]

Pussy motherfucker, finna lick 'em like a sucker

Fill 'em wit' the venom, they gon' end up in the gutter

Fuckin' wit' the gang, get stained gotta scrub 'em

Run up on the Grey, get Stone Cold Stunner'd

One body, what? Two bodies, what?

Three homicides, see the cops, say what?

Four in the blunt, five and I'm slump

Six hollow shells from the Kel get slugged

[Verse 4: Nomad Blue]

We creep underground like the TMNT

Try to move with a shredder, get cut with a beam (Ah!)

All my niggas got merry go rounds

On the hip so you already know that they spin for the team (Woah)

You could get split (Split)

Sleeping in piss (Piss)

Don't need a plumber to know I'm the shit

I got dogs in the pin and hell hounds in the pit

So I don't need a breeder to know you a bitch

[Verse 5: Sect Unit]

Betta watch yo' mouth when you speak to me

I like to hang out where the muhfuckin' weepers be

Don't fall asleep 'cause I'ma be up in ya dreams

To fuck you up, I love it when you think of me

Bitch, get left in a ditch

I like how you scream, I'n enjoyin' the pitch

As soon as you twitch I'm knockin' yo' shit back

You a snitch and we gotta fix that

[Verse 6: Witchouse 40k]

Forty the wicked, the clip knock yo' top off

Spin 'round the coffin, to prove that his block soft

Hop out the dungeon my ghosts on me often

I haunt 'em, he scared make his jaw lock

Smokin these muhfuckas

Lost in the mix, seen 'em choke, he get left in his coffin

I broke 'em, his soul suffers

Hop out the crypts, rip the veins, out the mud on 'em often

I'm rotten and bone covered