[Intro: Lord Infamous]

Aah, Lord Infamous the motherfucking Scarecrow in the hizzouse, ya bitch

And you punk ass motherfuckers finna get beat the fuck down

[Hook: KRS-One, Kingpin Skinny Pimp, MC Ren & Gylan Kain]

Broken down to his very last compound!

Sucka's try to block: The Haymaker's I swing

Right, left, right, left ya toothless!

Sucka's try to block: The Haymaker's I swing

B-b-b-broken down to his very last compound!

Sucka's try to block: The Haymaker's I swing

When some clown, jumps up to get beat down!

Sucka's try to block: The Haymaker's I swing

Like we always do about this time...

Hahaha!

[Verse 1: Lord Infamous]

I got some brass knuckles for the bitch who try to fuck with me

Got a steel toe for the nigga who try to duck me

Walls stained with brains from the bitch that owe me

Say she got some static, slip and get that tag on the toe see

Ain't the type of motherfucker that get real filled with that anna

I'm the type of motherfucker that'll fill you full of that ammo

These suckers be claimin' they servin', they sprayin', them bitches I blow out they candle

I handle the shit like that, Scarecrow ain't for no hoe games

For the ones that didn't know, Scarecrow brain kinda strange

Aim my pistol strike you dead on the nostril

Bitch don't test the Scarecrow 'cause the Scarecrow kinda hostile

Sock yo' ass with a buckshot in yo' wind pipe

What the fuck is a fair fight, Scarecrow tryin to take yo' life

Stomp you in yo' face 'til there's no light and no sound

Look at you now, just another punk beat down

[Hook: KRS-One, Kingpin Skinny Pimp, MC Ren & Gylan Kain]

Sucka's try to block: The Haymaker's I swing

Right, left, right, left ya toothless!

Broken down to his very last compound!

Sucka's try to block: The Haymaker's I swing

Broken down to his very last compound!

Sucka's try to block: The Haymaker's I swing

Broken down to his very last compound!

Sucka's try to block: The Haymaker's I swing

When some clown, jumps up to get beat down!

Sucka's try to block: The Haymaker's I swing

Like we always do about this time...

Hahaha!

[Verse 2: DJ Paul]

I'm aiming for your face

So that's where the bullets will go, niggas be talkin' that shit on these tapes

But they don't do it in the streets, so I hang with my rap crew, named the Serial Killaz

And do all my dirt with the Backyard my real n'izz'iggas

'Cause when somethin' goes down the whole crew gotta clown

Shoot one you gotta shoot 'em all and still you gotta leave town

'Cause the Killaz don't play, in the nina tre, listen to the words I say

Bring it on nigga bring it on nigga this way

And watch that shit, you be talkin' on beat put to an entry

Bring yourself, your family and your groupie friends that be

Talkin' on yo' tape and sayin' you got some anamosity

But you can't tell 'cause in the streets you never say nothin' to me

We thicker than concrete that's why we be runnin' clowns

Different hoods come together that'll beat all of you down

And Backyard niggas love to clown on tricks like you, that's why you get beat down

[Hook: KRS-One, Kingpin Skinny Pimp, MC Ren & Gylan Kain]

Sucka's try to block: The Haymaker's I swing

Right, left, right, left ya toothless!

Sucka's try to block: The Haymaker's I swing

Broken down to his very last compound!

Sucka's try to block: The Haymaker's I swing

When some clown, jumps up to get beat down!

Like we always do—this time—like we always do about this time!

Hahaha!

[Verse 3: Lord Infamous]

Cruisin' through the Downtown blocks, Red Bull in my lap

Paul staring, I'm loading the gats, I'm ready to spit some fuckin' cap, now

I heard them bitch ass niggas been talkin' all that shit again

Fuck all that mixtape dissin', finna put them bustas to their end

They don't know Scarecrow is on the real-zeal

Paul, let's hit them faggot motherfuckers up, I'm ready

Let's stop at the store, let me get some beer and papers

Let's get tore up on this crop before we give these niggas the favor

I pass the brew to the back, then Napoleon grabs it

Him and Lil Buck in the back, they loadin' automatics

Thinkin' about they Summer Mix, gettin' pissed off what they said

Damn, now I really wanna cut them bitches heads

They dead, I see them bitches y'all, yo, let's get 'em Paul

Pull down your mask and make sure you get 'em all

This ain't no bullshit, take you motherfuckers down

Duck ya head, watch yo' back, bitch, or ka-pow

[Outro: KRS-One, Kingpin Skinny Pimp, MC Ren & Dr. Dre]

Sucka's try to block: The Haymaker's I swing

Right, left, right, left ya toothless!

Sucka's try to block: The Haymaker's I swing

Broken down to his very last comp—

Sucka's try to block: The Haymaker's I swing

When some clown, jumps up to get beat down!

Sucka's try to block: The Haymaker's I swing

"Listen up, nigga, you know Lucifer? Nah! Well, you about to meet him, motherfucker"

Broken down to his very last compound

Broken down to his very last compound

Broken down to his very last compound

Broken down to his very last compound

Broken down to his very last compound

Broken down to his very last compound

Broken down to his very last compound

Broken down to his very last compound

Broken down to his very last compound

See how it sounds, a little unrational

Broken down to his very last compound

See how it sounds, a little unrational

Broken down to his very last compound

Broken down to his very last compound

See how it sounds, a little unrational

Broken down to his very last compound

See how it sounds, a little unrational

B-b-b-broken down to his very last compound