[Intro: PE$O PETE]

Ay, yeah, huh, bitch, yeah

[Verse 1: Sukuna (PE$O PETE)]

You know me! Watch 'em run

They feel my vibe when I'm walking up

Fuck all that talking if it ain't 'bout spilling blood

Fuck all that talk, I want power, ain't feeling love

Matter fact, open my domain, you getting cut up

What now, dumbass? Told you to shut up

Bro, it's whatever you want, man, I'm ready to go

I'mma send him to hell with a slit in his throat

Bitch, you can't run

And if we finna fight, we ain't using guns

I got four arms, turn him to fucking mush

Man, stop that, you is not one of us

Told him advance, no technique, I'mma kill you with hands

He pressing me, then it's never again

They know it's me when I walk in the building

I don't need my domain, man, that shit too advanced, damn

[Verse 2: Mahito (Shwabadi)]

Uh, yeah, been the handiest man any moment

Call from the fam got me rolling to blow shit (brrt brrt!)

Up, one touch got 'em fuckеd up, I'm potent (yuh!)

I'm posing a threat when I'm postеd up

Poke opponents, no gloves? Throw them up (pow!)

Souls I mould are forced to open up

With the onus on me, course I fold the cunt, it's

Huh? Ooh! Not a discussion

Purpose is worthless, turned to corruption

Curse with a work ethic, thirst for destruction

Purging the person, adjourning my function (uh!)

Huh? Brrt brrt! Stupid, fuck you!

Miyagi chop, got it hitting like Kung Fu

This ain't a train, but that bitch getting run through

This ain't a train, but I go off the rails

Reading your moves like I'm fighting in braille

Shells to his back, homie look like a snail

Y'all can't come near us, we dropping a veil

Dropping a curtain, Yami Yori

Blood on my hands like: "Damn, it's gory"

Roll with the stitches; Nani, call me

Painting his block up - Balamory

Antagonistic man of mischief

Machiavellian murderer, masochistic

Fist to fist, I really handle business

Pull the card, leave stubs like raffle tickets

This shit easy, kill like breathing

Domain Expansion, no escaping

Different species, can't compete me

Transfiguration, rearrange them

[Verse 3: Jogo (GameboyJones)]

Got the block hot like the fifth of July

Not with the gang, get no piece of the pie

One, two, three, four, five, six, seven, eight

Fired on mans like I'm gripping the nine

Popped my top and became volcanic

Drop that op, now he look titanic

Brought my chop, got this bitch on panic

Walk that talk, like Saddam, I ran shit

Ooh, yeah, huh, yeah, what?

Cursed energy, rated R in this bitch

Be alarmed 'cause I'm armed, I'll be harming a jit

Fist hit like a car, and I'm parking this shit

Across your face

Got so much drip, my faucet breaks

It's crazy, people say they want smoke

But when I approach they toss the eighth (true story!)

[Verse 4: Hanami (Breeton Boi)]

Inumaki, swear that words meant to hurt me

But, since inception, I've been used to some cursing

We plant the seed and now, our schemes are unearthing

And from beneath, society is emerging

We making a paradise

Send your pitiful species to afterlife

If you think you can beat me, you must be bugging

Don't you worry, I keep me some pesticide

So you best decide if this really how you gon' go out

One hand on your chest, and one hand on your mouth

You coughing and wheezing, internals are bleeding

For me, this succeeding was never in doubt

Think we failing? Ain't a single possibility

Even with a Gojo Hollow, you ain't killing me

My bud make a brother blank out, no memory

We blasting, bang bang, like the song about Megumin, who's testing me? (who?)

You messing with special grade entities (you?)

I don't care, you could be Yuji or Megumi

Bring your dogs, I'm on a whole 'nother pedigree

Bring your dogs, but I'm a beast in this lane

You can get tagged like the lease wasn't paid

When me and gang linked up, you know it's on site

My ops can't afford to even see the domain

Whole Lotta Bodies On The Floor

I ain't even thought to feel remorse

Thinking 'bout the horror I could cause

Scene looking like a story that you'd prob'ly hear from Corpse

Of course you can try go hand-to-hand with Hanami

Handle that, and then you'll have to honour me

Bulletproof 'cause ain't no metal harming me

Turn a boy who meddles to an offering

[Verse 5: Geto Suguru (Ham Sandwich)]

Hundred demons on me, shout out to Mari

I run it clean and calmly, walk with an army

Surrounded by the monkeys, ain't on Safari

I told 'em, "Get the money", then I discard 'em

I trash 'em and pack 'em up

Curses killing anybody acting up

Worthless lesser beings in the presence of higher powers

See, this shit isn't adding up

Back in days, with the hate I ain't had enough

All this rage in my heart, so I had to bluff

Eat a curse like a Shounen, I'm having lunch

Uzumaki, gon' hit like it's pack a punched

Uzumaki, we spinning his block if I catch him in four-K

Thought it was sweet like a sorbet

Killing you niggas, my forte

Not with the right click, treat a monkey like a bored ape

Steal that shit, that means you niggas not fungible

If I take your life, it isn't refundable

You ain't with the shits, I know you a huxtable

You ain't Gojo, I can tell that you touchable

Can't see the energy, you niggas ain't functional

Can't see the enemy, it's actually

A pack of passive people, sitting home, getting comfortable

While my people die to keep 'em ignorant

All I see is violence and bitterness

Shit got me talking different, walking different

Offing anybody coming

Within six feet, that's coffin distance

I'm called to leaving constant opposition

To common sense with altruism given

To not the victim, stop the rhythm, stop the music

I might give the beat contusions