[Intro]

We can pretty do whatever the hell we want

I can do cocaine if I wanted to

[Verse 1: Jozie Haze]

Listen I'm a shithead, grip lead

Bitch I'm playin hades while I get head

Homie I ain't lion like the ship’s head

Send the beat to me I leave that shit dead

I been rappin so much that my muthafuckin lips bled

Not like yours do apparently

All the rappers know that I'm a dawg, great peranees

Ima crack y'alls cause I swear you ain't scarin me

Errythang purple you aware, the haze guarantee

Yo, my raps is crazy, they could throw mе in the looney bin

I put the bеat up in a blender on my goonies shit

Say I ain't cut out for the industry, truly bitch

House always wins, bullshit you know what Clooney did

[Verse 2: Jupiluxe]

Jupiluxe, baby

Yeah, on the track track

Break a bitch down with what I keep up in my backpack

Know I keep a fat stack, queen of pussycat cat

If you can't find your bitch

It's cause she in my lap, sat

Anybody want that smoke

I got friendlies who can match that

Mind your business baby

We are not competing, clearly

I make a song a day

You probably make an album yearly

Bitch, you can't come near me

Wack hoes love to talk they shit, right

But you gets no bitches cause you ain't giving dick right

Give your girl my number and I can get her shit right

I make her sing

[Verse 3: Stoic Da Poet]

I’m COLD!

But it’s so hot in here!

I just stepped out of the plane that done brought me here

Into the FOLD!

Get out my way before I EXPLODE!

I done told you.. get the bodies out the cargo LOAD!

Fuck...

It’s so hot in here

I'm in a cold sweat, burning a fever that ain’t getting low yet

I’m boutta forfeit!

Somebody quick, get me some morphine!

Now I’m loosened up I can reveal I been I stuck

In a state of dysmorphia, full of these horrible thoughts

I been strung out, struck, rung out, plucked

Time to grab the lead, to end this miserable dread, fuck

Fuck! Fuck... stoic!

[Verse 4: Tommy Wit Da Tone]

Tommy wit da tizzone breakin these lemon suckas down

Got that thuggish ruggish bizzone, so you ion fuck around

Neva eva need the glizzock, cause I’ll knuckle up to your frown

Neva playin no I’m stayin comin from the motown, aye

Knuckin and buckin and fuckin shit up

Duckin and cuttin inside of da cut

Never no bluffin where I’m comin from

Straight out the sewers yeah call that the slums

Drankin and thankin all about the mud

Gettin so ignorant so fuckin dumb

Stackin my money I’m gettin me some

Feel the vibrations from unloading drum, bitch

Beat muthafucka ass with the quickness

Talkin all that shit mane this just business

Last time I pulled up he was scared actin chicken

Still don’t forget you is all up on my hit list

Get split

In the pit

Like a muthafuckin bitch

Submit and admit

You a hoeish ass bit

Counterfeit

Hypocrite

Gonna need a permit

Get the fuck up out my face with that shit trick

[Verse 5: BAAN$HEE]

17 years I’ve been battling depression

I’ve been losing my religion, I’m gon’ teach your ass a lesson

You gon’ give me a confession, you won’t be handling pressure

All my bars handled with passion, I’m careful I’m on a mission

Writing with passion, I’m passing your girl like it’s soccer

Riding with the homies, better not fuck with my chakras

Medicated, I am striving but I got some enemies

Catch you slipping, leave your family just like the Kennedy’s

Flip a hundred to a thousand, you can suck a pair of deez

She thought she could forget, but her hearts locked and I got the keys

Let me in my zone, do you know who you are talking to?

Me, Jozie, BTOD, Nokris; gon’ put a bullet in you

[Verse 6: BTOD]

Know what I dislike, I dislike the enemy

Know what I am like, I'm just like your enemy, I'm also your friend and we are not alike, but we got the same head and look through the same eyes

But I'm taking your life because I wanna live

And I'm takin your money, fuck you kinda broke

Fuck this body cold, fuck your heart where'd it go

Fuck this kinda dope though, this a steep slope though

Open up, open up, they keep yelling in my face

Let us out, let us out, they keep yelling in my brain

Shake the place, shake the place

Bitch I'm bouta take your soul cause I'm Bad Trip what? Overdose Overdose

[Verse 7: Nokris]

God mode on

Step to this you bombarded

Like blitzkrieg raids

You leave withered and charred

Pharaoh of the dark

Corrupting yo songs

The only way to hold me was to put me behind bars

I shatter them anytime that I'm active actively waiting

Like sleeper agent

You fake emcees gettin erased

Blasé

From lack of initiative on y'all faces

Basic

Ya building block rhymes never gone change shit

Hatred

Filling my veins I'll turn you to atoms

Put bodies up in the trunk and them bullets in grey matter

A demon on the mic with the way that I do battle

In my war gods stance I leave yo whole frame shattered

I'm the southwest warden

Desert where I stay

Talk shit get these front two knuckles to ya face

Talk that talk more you get snatched wit no trace

And you end up wit yo click

6 feet deep inside a grave nigga