If they thought rap was dead tell the headz [bad word] is ressurected 
battle royale, ya wont last a second 
the rhyme gets injected like smack in ya bloodstream
Dope D.O.D. is the code for the [bad word] 
grab the frontseat and witness the crispness 

six inch saringes turn innards to liquids 
im like keith flint mixed with Sticky Fingaz 
or a cross between Jason, the Fly and the Riddler
this aint horrorcore, its a Stephen King thriller 
i curse yo [bad word] worse than that fat dude in thinner 
im tippin a stripper thats grippin my zipper 
she whispers she never had  with a killer 
life on the streets from the pimps to the drifters 
seven sin sickness, i spit David Finchers 
get my hands dirty and chop of your fingers 
for stickin ya nose in my business...S.V. !!! 

Countdown, step into the [bad word] 
take flight ! 
Duckdown, when you in the moshpit 
fist fight!  [bad word]  [bad word]  yeah we gonna rock it
get hyped! 
Blast off! yeah we like a rocket

Yes ya best believe / ya [bad word] aint affecting me / infectious i confess like STD / test me please if you wanna rest in peace / im semtex put yo chest where ya legs should be / explosive / my skin is corrosive / the state of psychosis / with coke that i sniff im in the state of being hopeless / hiphop hypnosis / my flow so so soapless / and so / im the ghost of the norths coast ocean / harpoon topshotta stigmata on my body / hear the devil say: Hakuna Matata / im a goon with a lota / [bad word] coons and we got a lotta shrooms in our system / yet im cool with my kala / going up and down like sisyphus / niggas here they must be kidding us / cause once i start to bust im Darth Sidious / hart serious / dark images / the force of the darkside is limitless

Countdown, step into the [bad word] / take flight ! / Duckdown, when you in the moshpit / fist fight! / [bad word]  [bad word]  yeah we gonna rock it / get hyped! / Blast off! yeah we like a rocket

Ghosttown bombsquad we dropping it / we the [bad word] and you full of it / im a old dog new tricks laughing at the punks in the bizz there's nothing left to do but reminisce / still candy flipping got the booze in the mix / Britain's in my bloodline you out for six / took ya spot easily ya didn't even notice / [bad word] all these politics this rapgame is bogus / [bad word] at you ferocious the coldest [bad word] freezes over we got it all fixed figured out the system there's more then