[Verse 1: Ice Dog]

It’s official, the butcher decodes

The beats that he cracks are hard as concrete

I'll take and make, insulate the track

Educate the whack, and in fact

I back the posse’s back and still go

To the back room

With a female vacuum

Cleaner

Run up

Bust up

Run up in

Like no one else can

I am the man they call the overlord

The Kidd is the lyrical auditor

The DL to doo-doo to score and pour juice

As the Deuce bust out once more and

[Show em hell] x 5

[Verse 2: LA Kidd]

Showing 'em hell

Flowing 'em well

The kid in you

In your face my rhyme's hitting you

No time to wonder

I'll take you under

Up on top, save the number 1

Top gun's having fun

Still ain't done

The shogun assassin

Slashing tongues of vocab son

Run, but consider it done

Because I grab the microphone

Go dangerzone

Change your tone

Cause you had to homes

Does no damage

Chill, examine

The bad to the bone

Brother jamming

[Show em hell] x 5

Cause the posse's thick

[Verse 3: LA Kidd]

Dangerzone as I get up on this

Right around the way

I write a rhyme with warnings

Going the distance

You might as well join us

Dazzle your mind from the start

Like a head rush

Contagious

I spread you catch it

Tell the next man

Ain't a crew to match it

Lots of nuts coming in

So I stash 'em

Nuts’ll bluff to be tough so I smash ‘em

Then I make a move to dash

Right past the garbage

And put out the trash

Like a rash I soon break out

To hunt down another soft brother

To take out

Like a semi-automatic assault weapon

Spray a sucker with rhymes

And keep stepping

Further

My songs are murder

Just for the new jack acts I never heard of

[show em hell] x 8

Cause the posse's thick