[Verse 1]

I’m in my bag like marijuana, big gun like the man on Contra
 That pipe on ya like an anaconda, [bad word] vets
 So if you niggas snitching you get left like a fat [bad word] starving, biscuit missing
 Murder mics in the booth [bad word] my flow tighter
 I want life in the booth, I murder ghost writers
 The album dropper, the show killer, my flow realer
 Put a sly rock niggas but I don’t know jigga
 Pick a pistol and pistol whip you
 [bad word] I’ll rip you in pieces and show you
 The real definition of what a beast is
 I can show you the definition of hate
 Dissecting, redirecting your definition of fate
 Got these [bad word] niggas hanging online like I’m phony
 I’mma kill em by the end of the movie I’m not Tony
 Remove units it’s useless to kill you
 It’s foolish to fill you with ammo
 I dismantle anybody that’s hating on Pharaohs

[Verse 2]

Heard niggas have a problem with the way that I spit
 Need a crowbar to detach their lips from my [bad word]  Herb got my wired, I write slang, [bad word] heat back and throw fire
 At lames and at dames, insane in my brain a little bit
 Q is the code, right hooks to your dome making you fold
 Yeah a [bad word] step try to play bold
 Four-four slam dunk a [bad word] s soul right in the hole
 Ain’t like the squadron you facing
 [bad word]  we dub-statin [bad word] adjacent with wolves and serve in annihilation
 Yeah, Stoupe, we can rhyme with the track
 Cutting no slack, darts piercing your chest causing arrest
 Cardiac fashion, twelve-deep mashing you out
 Do your fam and your glass out your house
 Everybody gonna get it, grandmoms, dogs down to your spouse
 Watch you pay for talking sideways out your mouth
 Tear your frame and drag your body parts due south
 Evil deed is done, gather us, squad out
 Hit the pad and laugh, burns els and drink stout, [bad word]  Hit the pad and laugh, burn els, and drink stout

[Verse 3: Jus Allah]

I am heartless, I am the [bad word] hallmark of harshness
 I’m the narcissist of darkness, I am in the industry of mystery
 I’m the unofficial victory, I am a Disney of misery
 I am uneasy, disagreeable, I’m a vehicle of evil
 I’m unequally deceitful, people want wealth
 People want the nice stuff life might offer
 People in [bad word] want [bad word] ice water
 I do not have control, I don’t have a soul
 What you have you should hold, what I had I sold
 I’m attached to the rope, I am cast in stone
 Cast out into the cold; all I have I stole
 Bust out with tons of weed, [bad word] and believe
 I have done the [bad word] deed, I am up to speed
 It’s a lot on my mind, I am still bitter
 If you could go back in time would you kill Hitler?