[Intro]
"To him, murder is just a job"
"What could turn an ordinary unassuming man into a monster"
"Police call it a murder describing the details of their death, as bizarre"
[Hook: J'sar]
You mother fucking right we be them niggas that did it
We murder tracks you whack as rappers don't be racking up victims
Music catalog is Kellogg's we some serial killers
You not for real for real for real for real for real we for real'a
[Verse 1: J'sar]
Chains hang like orangutans but we are guerrillas
Type handsome though I want money like ransom notes
You Chris Hansen hoes, maybe you should act more your age
You twice as old as those you rolling with and trying to relate
I’m gonna say I never wanted it to happen this way
My rhymes are Tyson’s fist but still I kick a rap in your face
Watch for the hook like a corner hustler watch for police
Since when did all these nickel-dimers start to chopping up kis
My songs get distributed on iPods in India
Shorties with gems on their head who say Virginia
In Hindi, I’m simply flattered by all the love
I smack a ho ass bare hand but rock a glove
Mr. J’sar, what you trying to do with your life
I see you round them corporate suits and plus the hooligan type
Who wear black and blend in with the night, yes my crew is frightening
A nigga like me might bling, it makes you mad
[Hook]
[Verse 2: L'eais]
These niggas rapping for the hell of it irrelevant
Niggas pop shit we pop trunks like elephants
Anybody watching they can get it if they tellin' it
Solve ya revolver shit don't leave a shell wit' it
Nigga lost his mind so his body just fell wit' it
Thinking he the shit now his body got a smell wit' it
Heard them bullets burn you can burn and chill in hell wit' it
Then I fuck your bitch she suck my dick like she inhaling it
Please don't doubt me you don't know shit about me
Got killers in the Lou from the city to the county
Natural bridge is lethal king highways my people
When I ride down Newstead all them niggas call me Niko
Liquor store gun store ain't no abc store
Them boys a steal your car and call it operation repo
Ask my nigga Duny in the hood he know I stayed wit' em
When we hit the east side all them niggas had ak's wit' em
[Hook]
[Verse 3: Fresh]
Catch a body every time I touch a mic
Bars sharp cut a rapper like a knife
Verbally merk niggas, Fuckin' ridiculous
Every time I get on a track I'm always killing shit
Jack the ripper of the scripture I'm a maniac
Give these niggas cardiac arrest me for that
Can u smell dat? That's that death in the air
And say ya hail mary's now cause the devil in here
Body bag and toe tag 'em only a matter of time
Before you find your life on the line
I do things the subtle way I promise they won't find you
You mother fucking right I got the shotty behind you
Homicidal thoughts I can't explain
No cypress hill but insane in the membrane
You mother fucking right we be them niggas that did it
Do it Jimmy jump style own leave no witness
[Hook]
[Verse 4: Munee]
Left to right pardon my back my path is straight
Look around ninety percent of these fuckers is fake
Copy that blueprint you janky ass promoters
You selling that bullshit that niggas never heard of
I'm murdering these tracks throwing plenty of flurries
I'm a play-off killer how I murder in series
Running track after track on my Earnhardt shit
Mash the gas on that ass on some off guard shit and I'm gone
Uncontested who gone stop me you not
I done slayed plenty victims in that spot you just copped
But never mind I been there and done that the kush still blowing
You had it and fumbled you niggas still choking
Word on the streets it don't matter in this case
You guilty as your conscious fuck it you are a disgrace
You not for real with the rap work time is up
Put me in the booth I spit it backwards redrum