[Intro: Graph]

(Alright are you having a good time so far? Good lords in here this evening, and close the doors 'cus we're gonna party in here all night tonight!)

One  two, one two

Ayo  check this shit out I brought some of my peeps up in here to represent on this mic device

I got my man Don-D with me, the big Crook, my man Saddam Houssam, and last but not least the motherfucking Yakishaq, my man Yakisikli, but imma set it off like this, check it out

[Verse 1: Graph]

Check it!

I  roll with four pricks with full clips that's quick to pull shit

Slaughterdam  is the culprit, 0 to 10 is our verdict yo!

Rafik will leave yo' mommy sad

I'm  the type to joke a zionist out with a nazi flag and dress a phaggot swagger up in a bodybag

A born sinner getting mines since seven, making cops dial 911

I belong in hell if God lets me through I might do crimes in heaven

Ain't no motherfucker like this brother, my purpose in life is slaughter

I've  probably cut more heads than a ISIS barber

Growing up I used to have faith

But faith never had me, so I made the switch

And fuck lady luck - imma rape that bitch!

Leave her naked in a ditch, hell yeah I'm the demon in flesh

When I come through I'm killing everything alive, even your plants

I bomb fast like Bin Laden, I'm quick to blast your squadron

I'm the reason Geert Wilders be yelling ''We want less Moroccans!''

Call me an Islamic terrorist, you'll get an atomic lyricist

'cus Graphic-tac-tic BOOM is how darn quick I handle things, what!

[Verse 2: Don-D]

It's the Don-D bringing fury on this demo tape

This is for those duck faces that get ducttaped 'cus I get frustrated, bone crush ya straight from Slaughterdam

Murder all my opponents at the same time like Donnie Yen, with the pen I slaughter men mad quick, style is John Wick,

Fuck with my dogs and get your wrist slit

See I was born with less than one peaceful brain cell, 'cus all I think about is violent tactics

So poisonous I could be off air and still spit radio active

I'm carcinogenic, if you get on my radar you become a skinhead Madison addict

You better listen 'cus the Paragraph drops knowledge that can't be learned from a study book

Strictly bars on my page fuck a funny hook

Salute to my brother Crook

Understanding my lines is like sniffing coke it makes your whole body shook

So no need for a drug, my brain is naturally fucked up

I tell you straight up, I don't do make-ups, only out for break-ups

I beat fuck faces to death, the only time they get their face fucked

[Verse 3: Yaki]

(My man Yakishaq)

Intern 5 months insane asylum, got out my brain felt suicidal

I was unholy homicidal

Came back you showed me all the vitals

New men new goals with my arrivals

Yeah I know

You know the history that's unfolding it yours and not mine

You're very pleasing, delightful, divine state of mind

But also crooked and evil, it's a different grind

So you're forgetful but you show some different signs

I guess the face that you put on it comes in differend kinds

Rewind

Now I put on the faces yeah they come in different kinds

How we're forgetful and I'll show you all the different signs

I'm turning crooked and I'm evil it's a different grind

But I'm not pleasing or delightful it's a different curse

You know the history that's unfolding, not mine but yours

[Verse 4: Crook]

Ayo

It's the dude from the poorest hood in the Netherlands

Call me the white Lance Vance with the dance

I remember shit got worse with the hunger, the longer it took, every neighbor was a scared monger

Scraping by left and right, then rise with a fight without light

I gotta say I thank the lord for remaining me sane

And never dropping the sword on my membrane

I grew up, mostly being short of shit

No clit, anti-climax, hit you with the facts

Try looking at the things abstract, with no stacks

And keeping the brain intact

As a matter of fact, what happened next was unpreventable

Two decades old and just still in the same spot: laughable and demolishable at the same time

Having nightmares of doing crime, yeah

End up slanging all sorts of powders to club proprietors

Motherfuckers uncovers familiarizing blocks with bricks

Carrying sticks but boy stand out of my way

Breaking knee caps is my [?], want a lick from my Vitamin X?

Ask your dollars to communicate next

[Verse 5: Houssam]

Man is evil, I'm looking at you eagle

Beware of those who only show up when they need you

Who's to keep close? only a few

We all want a big house with a beatiful view

But are you willing to put in the work to find that in the end all some gotta do is just twerk?

On social media it has changed our lives for the worst

They can kill now with a single tag line

Headlines can bring down entire empires

Everything and everyone wants you to pay

So illuminati or not you're getting fucked anyway

Zombies eat brains, hah, humanity is in no danger?

You signing yet? My rap game is major

Autotune? I prefer rap in those days of the pager

But hey, no matter the anarchy, always remember that chaos is a letter for the intelligent

Follow the herd and you'll start to become irrelevant

Darkness swallows the dawn

That's why when you speak a little truth them high-ups want you gone

But I'm already dead, I learned how to die

Always look behind your back 'cus before you know your friends will be throwing the evil eye

That's why I say FFF, Fuck Fake Friends, I'd rather have true enemies

Remember this, God created differences, mankind created inequalities

[Outro: Graph, Don-D, Yay-T & Houssam]

Boom, Boom bam god damn motherfucker! And that's how we do

(motherfucker, this is the Grapholution motherfucker! Hell yeah!)

Hold up hold up hold up ay hold up man I gotta give a shout out to rest of the clan too, can't forget about them

Let me give a shoutout to my man Kuzu, Marv, my boy Athar Raza, I see you, I see you!

I gotta give a shoutout to my man Mo Morra as well

Who else, who else man, Rami

To my boy Ismallion Stallion. And the whole fucking city, somebody gotta do it, somebody gotta represent , ain't that right?

(hell yeah)

Yo yo yo y'all got something to say? Aight then let's fuck up outta here, peace!