Released on December 16, 2014

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[Intro: Royce da 5'9"]

Total slaughter, total slaughter

I won't leave a single man alive

La-di-da-di-die, la-di-da-di-die

Let's begin killing time


[Verse 1: Joe Budden]

Want no part to your bars, hooks or similes

So make sure the trash ain't put in my memory

Songs sound like you ain't put in no energy

I'm all time great, should be put with the Kennedy's

Veteran savvy, rookies should know

Never mind beef, all about pussy and dough

You can get put in the bag like I took it to go

In the crib trophy case, only took it for show

It's me steppin' on comp, they all dead corpses

Now it look like I'm wearing all red forces

Don't wanna hear niggas scream "I'll clinch"

Y'all already know who seen 'bout this (House Gang, Whuddup!)


[Verse 2: Royce Da 5'9]

Thuggin', you love it, dead 'em, it's nuttin' to say

Behead him and leaving his head on public display

Holy mother of god, I'm fuckin' a virgin

Mary, I'm using a rubber

Yeah, I'm gettin' money

Highs and lows, I rise and pose like Heisman trophies

Pardon me 'cause I impose, I O.D

All my foes and peers, I've known for years

I no longer hear, so y'all should call me OG

My style is squeeze and he constant meets content

So a memory of Trayvon Martin

I take a man hood from him and then I feed him the Fleece Johnson

Y'all don't want it with the HOUSE GANG!


[Chorus: Royce Da 5'9]

Pick 'em up, let 'em lay

Where I'm from, we see a fucking dead body every day

Where I'm from, we see a fucking dead body every day

Where I'm from, we catch a body every day

Yeah, we all about that (Slaughter, Slaughter, Slaughter, Slaughter, Slaughter, Slaughter, Slaughter)

Yeah, we all about that (Slaughter, Slaughter, Slaughter, Slaughter, Slaughter, Slaughter, Slaughter)


[Verse 3: KXNG Crooked]

Everybody's on everything

Promethazine and phetamines

The shit you never seen like ketamine

Niggas on bikes drug peddling

Married to the life, fuck a wedding ring

I'm high as Billie Holiday, homes

In this modern day Rome, slaughters gotta stay on

Gimme a bottle, now with chicas winning the lotto

If your women ain't willing to swallow, tell your daughter stay home

I just fucked me a black girl, and a white girl at the same time up in this bitch

You ain't never fuck a black girl and a white girl

At the same time unless the bitch mix

Flagrant, poor sportsman, in the Ichabod Crane thing

That's the drop Ferrari headless horseman

I'm too drunk to stop for law enforcement

Fuck that!


[Chorus: Royce Da 5'9]

Pick 'em up, let 'em lay

Where I'm from, we see a fucking dead body every day

Where I'm from, we see a fucking dead body every day

Where I'm from, we catch a body every day

Yeah, we all about that (Slaughter, Slaughter, Slaughter, Slaughter, Slaughter, Slaughter, Slaughter)

Yeah, we all about that (Slaughter, Slaughter, Slaughter, Slaughter, Slaughter, Slaughter, Slaughter)

Yeah, we all about that (Slaughter, Slaughter, Slaughter, Slaughter, Slaughter, Slaughter, Slaughter)

Yeah, we all about that (Slaughter, Slaughter, Slaughter, Slaughter, Slaughter, Slaughter, Slaughter)


[Outro: Royce da 5'9"]

Total slaughter, total slaughter

I won't leave a single man alive

La-di-da-di-die, la-di-da-di-die

Let's begin killing time