[Verse 1:Merkules]

Let's be honest I'ma get right to the bottom line

Raw design got 'em taking shots without the salt and lime

On my grind watch me taking pussy rappers off the shrine

Columbine ya'll as my sons that's why I call 'em mine

All the time I'm Number One and ya'll still on the back burner

Cash earner counting on my bread in front of Fatburger

It's mass murder when I'm holding the pen

Life's a bitch so I left her home alone in my bed

I'm that hard hitter bar spitter you can let the dogs out

You must've took the wrong route

You're fucking with the 'Godz now

Step off from the side of the ring

You know you're getting knocked out

I Started from the bottom without Drake I ain't a cop out

You hear my name They mention He's on top

While you sit in home waiting until Detox drops

You ain't on the same shit my clique be on, ock

You're a Macklemore fan wearing neon socks, pussy

[Verse 2:Apathy]

Me and you you fucking sucker we ain’t the same

You got a problem with me faggot, I dare you to say my name

Little sad suburban whiteboy stories are all the same

Probably O.D on pills and ‘caine like Corey Haim

I’ll evict the blood from your veins, I’m bashing your brains

Slashing with twain, send your spirit through an astral plane

Ap’s insane, fuck music sucker dared me to do it

I’ll slice a hole in your stomach and dive headfirst through it

I’m saying homie, I’m Satan no counting the bones I’m breaking

And I love beefing more than Merkules loves bacon

More hooligans hold me down than Ghenghis Khan

So bring it on, this ain’t rap it’s a Satanic singalong

The theme music for Megatron, won’t stop 'till your head is gone

And snatch your gold like a captured Leprechaun

I say what I do and I do what I say

Rap 'till I was blue in the face and I blew 'em away

[Verse 3:Celph Titled]

I hold two guns across my chest to form an "X"

Cause that's the universal symbol for war and death

I host a cannibal cookout with arms, legs and ribs

So bring Tupperware for leftovers for your moms and kids

I’ll cater your wedding with alligators and weapons

Before you take your vows (BLAO) My sniper blazing the reverend

I'm ahead of every time zone so when

You thinking you had your rhyme sown

My shit came on and left your mind blown

Yeah, I pray to God, I’m thankful for my bankroll

Walk out the do' with everything I came for

Move through the city with numerous goons

They much more focused now

But they the type to shoot up a school

And leave numerous wounds Across your daughter’s face if it’s all the same

I’m the son of Satan dumping bodies in toxic waste

Marine trained assassins, we’ll hit and shoot you

Throw you out the boat like a motherfucking fishing blooper