It's Des, you know the mother****er that'll never spit a whack rhym
I'm too devoted on the concept of gettin mine
You shook as an old fact, Pharaohs is born to mother****er
And body a mother****er, won't do a bit of tim
My arrogance on the mic like none other grind
Older than adolescent boys and past (?)
A slang editor level box, this beat bang
If reef is touching goons stick you for loose change
Yeah that's your last six bucks, mother****er boy duc
Run for cover, rounds spinning graze your wife and mother
Syze, Demoz, Vinnie Paz, and Des D
Bringing this animal rap so mother****ers bless m
[Verse 2: Demoz]
D is for the way I demolish mother****er
E is for the way I exit the room without being spotted, mother****er (Can't spot me, mother****er
M is for the multiple bullets inside the gun
O is for the obstacle you thought I couldn't overcome
Z is for the way I'm zoned out (zoned out)
I'm pulling the chrome out, I shoot a mother****er's flesh till his bones ou
I don't give a mother****er about police (I don't give a mother****er
Mother****er you know me, I shoot under pressure like Kob
Then hop in the whip and just take off
If you ain't in my circle then I'm killing everybody like Adolf (Everybody)
Chainsaw massacre, I'm ripping his face off
Mother****er a bar of soap, I stuff a sock with an eight-bal
[Chorus: Demoz]
If you a mother****er with an issue and got access to a pisto
Listen closely put your clip in the gun
If a mother****er hating on you cause you nice and he the opposit
Listen closely take a sip of this rum, shoot his mother****er and his so
Now if a cop is following you and you know you riding a dirty
Grab your pistol and get ready for war, mother****er we ready for wa
So if they catch you and sitting for an army in a cell
Kill yourself, give em a story to tell, give em a story to tell
[Verse 3: King Syze]
Eh yo this ain't no breaking news, just happens we been murking it
Hurting mother****ers permanent, populate some turbulenc
We beat you incoherent like people popping them Percocets
New game we birthed it, honestly we earning this
And we get up in the lab and make music for us
We chasing the main phrase you know in God we trust
And the skills never change, staying strong and forever reign
Haters love to talk but believe man they never gain
Mic ministry spitting misery every single day
For that little bit of pay we spit metal your way
We get hectic for a monster is mounting the scrilla
Money is the root of all evil man, it makes me a killer
[Verse 4: Vinnie Paz]
It's on now, I'm coming at you with machetes and hatchets
Everything I do is brutal, incredibly graphic
Of mice and men mother****ers you tend to the rabbit
Suicidal, I wish the Unabomber sent me a package
I don't know if you mother****ers but y'all is very pus
I just know I'm running through mother****ers like Reggie Bus
I don't think I'm lazy, I just need a steady push
Then I'm ready with the Beretti for any petty crook
I'm ready for anybody to come out and assault
I run with brothers that's gully and they fouler than pork
You a mother****er, you running from the sound of the Haw
I turn a rock into rubble, you get ground into dirt