[Verse 1: The R.O.C.]

March through the hoes I've created, can you fade it?

Only way you can kill me, turn this off, but I'm still locked

In your mind, rhyme after rhyme, like Kiss I'm back

But I'm black, and I rap to get pay

Slack off, no I don't, jack off, yes I do

Lookin' at the pretty girls in the books made me want to

Down, I gets dirty, when I'm dirty, I gets down

Stephen King of rap, Freddy Krueger with this hellish sound

Bass pounds holes in your chest, yes I'll eat your flesh

Put me to the test, bulletproof vest can't stop the Ness

Loch Monster, yes I want you to see it

Free it from its deep sleep, read it while your soul weeps

Tryin' to cheat, head leak with the hole like this planet

Take your life for granted and I'll steal it and I'll take advantage

Now [your grim and death?] lookin' like you [poured somethin'?]

[In this?] to change your mind, marchin' to the beat of my drums

[Chorus: Madhouse (1981) sample]

Remember what I'd do? How it would hurt, huh?

Well, I'll make it hurt again! I'll make you suffer like I suffered you! Yes, run, but you'll never get away from me!

[Verse 2: Hektic]

Let me hit you with the shotgun blast [of Monte Kay?]

I'm lookin' to strain, annihilate, and mutilate

[You people who hate is our job?], I come with the House, fool

We marchin' like the mob, move if you can take it

Don't freeze up, you see my [troops who land?], and you crumble

Just like a cheese puff, you [won't?] rough

You found it tough to handle, you fuck with the House

[Room's?] out, we gotta battle, I take it to any motherfucker

Who wanna jump, street sweepin' the pump

Speakers bumpin' the bump for real

[Give 'em a?] mouth slugs to peel, suckers who wanna squeal

Get raw deals, but chill, meditate back at the lab

Time to work, plottin' the fool's work from what he worth

I come from the dirt, [dead but not?] forgotten

Fuck 'em, I'll rot down to the core

I'm bringin' you what's in store

[Chorus: Madhouse (1981) sample]

Remember what I'd do? How it would hurt, huh?

Well, I'll make it hurt again! I'll make you suffer like I suffered you! Yes, run, but you'll never get away from me!

[Verse 3: Mr. Bones]

I got the soldiers movin' left, right, never lose, always tight

People get upset because of what I write

I might unleash the lyrics [up a levitate, lunatic now?]

Just a spirit floatin' above the casket

It's drastic, suffocated with the plastic

Sandwich bag, I'll make it stretch like elastic

Dramatic, interpretation [?] circulation

Exterminatin' foes for demonstration

Relation to me is chemical imbalance, I creep up slow

And smack you in the back of the head with a mallet

It sounds strange, but I think I got a winner

I seen his iris pop out of his head, brains for dinner

So I can gobble up your thoughts and your dreams

Now your life weigh an ounce of shit on the triple beam

Scale, horror tale fingernail, somethin's goin' wrong

I think you better bail 'fore you get stomped in the march

[Chorus: Madhouse (1981) sample]

Remember what I'd do? How it would hurt, huh?

Well, I'll make it hurt again! I'll make you suffer like I suffered you! Yes, run, but you'll never get away from me!

Remember what I'd do? How it would hurt, huh?

Well, I'll make it hurt again! I'll make you suffer like I suffered you! Yes, run, but you'll never get away from me!