[Intro: Mac Kyle & Big Boy]
Yeah, the cheefer the reefer, got that thang on y'all bitches
Yeah, **** all y'all bitches that said N.O.D. was dead
Yeah, this Big Boy, N.O.D. gon' bring it to the door, and we ain't gon' knock
We gon' kick that mother****er in, bitch, nigga
I heard what you said on your tape, bitch
But you can't **** with us, you wanna know why?
Yeah, N.O.D
Ho-savin' ass niggas (Bitch)
[Chorus: Tommy Wright III]
I ain't scared to die, mother****er, mother****er
The Niggas of Destruction can't get murdered by you busters
I ain't scared to die, mother****er, mother****er
The Niggas of Destruction can't get murdered by you busters
[Verse 1: Tommy Wright III]
In thе middle of a shoot out, Tommy Wright ain't scared to die
Standin' in front with a mini MAC-10, and a pump in thе truck when it's time to ride
Call Big Al, call Mac Kyle, Niggas Of Destruction, niggas on dope
Whatever you call 'em, we that type bringin' it to the door standin' on ten toes
I ain't scared, I'ma shoot my ruger like a trooper when it gets brutal
A concussion is the conclusion, hollow tips are what I be usin'
We so ruthless, leave him in a pool of redrum, body numb, we puttin' in work
Tote a nigga body straight down to the river, Tommy haters don't belong in dirt
I feels no ****in' pity in my heart, in my city I been scarred them last three seconds
Ain't no jokin' if I gotta die, I wanna go in gun smoke
So, one last question, from the barrel of the Smith & Wesson pointed at you
What should I do when I see his crew through the roof of the coupe?
I commence to shoot, because
[Chorus: Tommy Wright III]
I ain't scared to die, mother****er, mother****er
The Niggas of Destruction can't get murdered by you busters
I ain't scared to die, mother****er, mother****er
The Niggas of Destruction can't get murdered by you busters
[Verse 2: Mac Kyle]
What you packin'? I got the Glock cocked, seventeen shot shells on lock
No boys artilleries, all about that cheese, 2-11 robberies
Straight from Memphis, straight from the Mound
Ready to clown, ten toes down, takin' much riches from you bitches
Full of that bubbly, bumpy mother****in' Crown
Afro-man, you can't **** with me, Niggas Of Destruction, N.O.D. the family
This thug just like [?] y'all hoes can't see me
Feel a real nigga flow, aim to-ah hit that blow
Ride downtown, steppin' on a sucker, trippin' mother****er
Leave em' broke and dead, **** that lame ass buster
Can't even touch the style, nigga named Mac Kyle
Makes a killin, killers die, put a nigga dead, victim of a drive by
Nigga, tell ya mama, Jeffery Dahmer, and I kill you quick
Better kill me before they kill you, I ain't scared to die
Bitch
[Chorus: Tommy Wright III]
I ain't scared to die, mother****er, mother****er
The Niggas of Destruction can't get murdered by you busters
I ain't scared to die, mother****er, mother****er
The Niggas of Destruction can't get murdered by you busters
[Verse 3: Big Boy]
I'ma catch you in the parkin' lot, tryna get into your car
I'ma break the law, makin' sure I got my extra clip at the draw
Glock to your head, I know you scared because you layin' here cryin' like a bitch
Bag full of bricks up in my pocket, gotta get rid, ain't got time for this shit
I just blow your head off, triggers ain't baller smoked out, loced out trick
Lil' Rod grabbed the pump, throw it out the window, quick
Make sure there's no witnesses, no evidence, no matter what the circumstance is
I got them pitbulls stabbin' you, in yo chest, trick
You better run and hide, really got the ski mask on my face
Big boy what they call me, alcoholic what I'm gon' be
Ten Wanted Men up in this bitch, Killa Clique and N.O.D.
We ain't scared to catch a case, and we ain't scared to D-I-E
[Chorus: Tommy Wright III]
I ain't scared to die, mother****er, mother****er
The Niggas of Destruction can't get murdered by you busters
I ain't scared to die, mother****er, mother****er
The Niggas of Destruction can't get murdered by you busters
[Verse 4: Tom Skeemask, Mac Kyle]
I ain't scared to fly, or to die, livin' in my hood, though
That nine millimeter gonna greet you
What law when the street, sweep who?
Not me, I'm just a masked, mane, take my time to put them clips in
Seen you slippin' in darkness, but N.O.D. clique came callin'
(Tom Skee) What's up?
I'm ready to roll, pick up the swishers, I'm ready to go
Step on the scene and I blow that ho
Smokin' with the double, and then I flowed
Out the door, ready to smoke out another ho
Scenery kept callin', so my dogs kept on ballin'
Through my hood, servin' so good, doin' my dirt, livin' so smooth
Last step, and most least, That nigga they named Tom Skee
All I had was my nine millimeter, so I ain't scared to die
So I had to live my life to the fullest, and I won't die
[Chorus]
I ain't scared to die, mother****er (Mother****er)
The niggas of destruction can't be murdered by you busters
I ain't scared to die, mother****er, mother****er
The niggas of destruction can't be murdered by you busters
[Outro: Tom Skeemask]
Yeah N.O.D. in this mother****er for the 9-6, maybe the 9-7
But you know this shit gon' go on, just like players, you know what I'm sayin'
Mac Kyle, Tom Skee, Tommy Wright, Frezno, Big Boy, Big Al
Whatever you wanna call us, we gon' stand to this shit to the mother****in' wall, nigga
Not mud, not blood, bitch, it's on
For the 9-7, and the team, baby