Released on October 30, 2018

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[Intro: Xzibit]

Yeah, uh-huh

Yeah, only that real shit

Serial killer (Killer, killer, killer, killer)

Yeah


[Verse 1: Xzibit]

I am authentic, all in this

You all did it to yourselves, killin' all the infidels

I will fight you niggas tooth and nail

Drinkin' vodka out the Holy Grail, while you tuckin' your tail

Rock it up in the cells

I got money for lawyers, I would not go to jail

Big bank, Wall Street, way too important to fail

Egg whites, spinach, and kale replace my cellular cell structure

Motherfucker, any percentage of nothin' is nothin'

Brass knuckles, Warren Buffett, never cuffin', no discussions

(Man, get the fuck out my face)

Yeah, nigga, no discussions

Get to the gun, bust it, I get to the bag fast

You niggas is not touchin' X-to-the-Z

The power invested in me, I violate and defeat

Annihilate, compete, affiliated with streets

Open bar entertainment where everybody eats


[Chorus: Demrick]

Lemme tell you what the fuck is goin' on in America

One false move, gettin' shot up in your area

(Five men standing, five men fall

One suspect and no one found)

Lemme tell you what the fuck goin' on in America

Billions gettin' made off of fear and hysteria

(Five men standing, five men fall

One suspect and no one found)

[Verse 2: Demrick & Xzibit]

I took a pledge like a Que Dog

Knock a bitch like a cue ball

Carry my weight like a U-Haul

Serial Killers is the crew, y'all, nature of the threat

Daily threads, ass, cam, and booyah

Rest in power to the godfather

Our Father in Heaven, forgive me, I'ma try harder

Bruce Willis, I'ma die harder, go farther

No, father never bothered

Bitches call me the real don dada


[Verse 3: B-Real]

Welcome back like Carter

Life's harder, work smarter

I'm on a charter plane trip to Carta

Kickin' bitches in the hole, it's Sparta persona, non grata

Fucks, I'm givin' nada

Sippin' on a piƱa colada

Hear me on the track, trainspotter

Willy Wonka with the gold ticket to a stomp out

Real shot in the perif', and all the comp out


[Chorus: Demrick]

Lemme tell you what the fuck is goin' on in America

One false move, gettin' shot up in your area

(Five men standing, five men fall

One suspect and no one found)

Lemme tell you what the fuck goin' on in America

Billions gettin' made off of fear and hysteria

(Five men standing, five men fall

One suspect and no one found)