[Verse 1: Grenade]

You needa get straight outta the house!

You better pay attention

I can see that you having some doubts

Now listen, class is in session

Dude, you’re a lying, unstable psychopath

You ain’t never met a dude like me

I’ll straight up put a whole in yo ass

Stay on target, work on your accuracy

Had a hard time keeping girls cause your lovin’ issues

That leaves your ass broken and crying into some tissues

Oh, you got a few problems? You don’t say!

Rapping is one, you need to learn how to spray

When I’m on the porch chillin’ in a white tee

Pimped out car, dude, I know that you don’t like me

You needa think twice before running up on my street

Cause I’ll get my dog to come take chomp of that tasty meat

I run this shit like I’m a diligent militia

Take you out like a hitman, I’ll dismiss ya

Bro, you need to stop drinkin’ with pills, don’t be a mixer

Yo whole family done fuckin’ around, you need to get the picture

I know what you wanna say but you better not retaliate

I heard yo girl was suckin’ dick up in some alley way

She had that dress with her tits and ass hangin’ out

A failing relationship, we could see it, we all know you doubt

C’mon fool, we ain’t got time to play with you

Your best friend lie just so he can’t get away from you

Take a shotty, one shot to the body, nobody find you anymore

I’ve seen more style in your girl’s panties drawer!

[Interlude: Grenade]

Yo, lemme pass the mic to Undead

[Verse 2: Undead]

Let me display how crazy I get

Just take a step back, pay attention

Be aware or catch a bullet

Like your name’s Abraham Lincoln

Put the blunt down, you’re just a new recruit

Live just started and he’s better than you

I’m not the kinda guy who likes this genre

But either way, you bout to get fucked up

I tell you how it is, it may not feel quite nice

Don’t matter cause you racist like some White Knights

Don’t run up, you don’t wanna try to attack

Cause I don’t stop, I won’t hold back

Yo daddy a drunk, he sippin’ on some liquor

I’m no racist, you are, you say shit that sound like Nicker

I know I’m not the best, I don’t get the best riches

But I ain’t spendin’ all my shit to hang with some bitches

That the shit I got to say, I won’t repeat

Stomp your into the trash, use both feet

Don’t fuck with me, don’t laugh at me, I go crazy

You ain’t do shit with your life, stop actin’ so lazy

You don’t wanna witness Undead on a rampage

Cause he don’t fuck around when he breaks out the cage

Now your body next to the final lyric

Ya know I’mma pop the trunk

Don’t act like you don’t fear it

Yeah, just hop in, you fuckin’ punk

[Outro: Undead and (Grenade)]

Fuck off now Tony and stop with that racist shit

(We heard the shit talkin’ you say bout Frankie)

Keep runnin’ your lips, see what happens

(Cause remember, we live in the same neighborhood!)