[Intro]
LAPD police station
Yes I'd like to report a murder, a dead body or something
Where at?
In the alley

[Hook] x4
Rollin' in my hood, twistin' on them Ds
Hangin' with my partner, storing 40s on the corner

[Verse 1: Denzel Curry]
Playa in 1999, Raven Myagi, I stay on my grind, and proceed to the shine
I break out that 9, aim it and [bad word] it
Don’t [bad word] [bad word] drop it, I shoot it, they pop it
I lay down the line, just like a pipe
Like a blunt gettin sliced at the end of a scythe
Grim to the reeper, I’m bout to get deeper, Blackland, Carol City, my [bad word]  day and night
 [bad word]  [bad word] a man on the moon, I’m Captain Planet, I’m plantin the shrooms
Evacuate the [bad word] premises lyricists, [bad word] with Raider Klan room
All black ugly mane, just like pro meth-heads I’m makin' a stain
Hoes talk that [bad word]  and they [bad word] game, but when niggas beckon, they screaming yo name
 [bad word] them stupid hoes
Really that’s the way it goes
I bought Triple 6 and Outkast Greatest Hits
So niggas can’t touch me, a friend or a foe
And, Slikk, I [bad word] up yo [bad word]  young [bad word]  yo [bad word] gone lame
I’m the best outta Carol City, ever since Gunplay

[Hook] x4

[Verse 2: Lil Ugly Mane]
Listen young man, i can pop' you with one hand, rob you with the other
Ugly mane, i go Dumb-head
I'm a one man unaffiliated private institution, don't confuse it with Raider Klan is tight as nooses
All black Zeus'in it gets [bad word] if you slip it
Leave you emprisonned inside a chalk line around your final position
Got this 40 that I'm sippin', cose it's boring with [bad word] 
I'm slidin' through the hood on these Ds that I'm twistin'
This is for the playas, this is for [bad word]  this is for them hustlas smokin' herbs in abundance
Flippin' nothin less than onions
Pullin guns as big as paul Bunyon
We keep it more than underground, we in a Dungeon

[Hook] x4