[Jay Reaper]:
I [bad word] into a brickwall and burst that [bad word] open
The brickwall exploding, I’m smoking
I could start choking myself and not croak then
I once had an overdose coke, I’m still rolling
Losing my [bad word] We boozed, now we [bad word]  the crew’s in a whip
And we jumped the first dude on some lucifer [bad word] (so what he did)
So he tried to use a [bad word]  I stripped his flesh, abused his [bad word] (Ohh)
The [bad word] had beautiful [bad word] I slit that wrist then passed her to Skits (Hello)
See we way passed packing a clip
I’m a passionate [bad word]  start stabbing your [bad word] [bad word] hazardous prick
And I laugh like the pastor harrasing them kids
See we back in the bussines
So bad its balistic
Your limbs and your back look badly constricted!

[Hook]:
Kick, Punch, Rip, Stab!
Grip, [bad word]  Hit, Grab! [bad word]  limbs crack!
Thats a [bad word] 

Grip, [bad word]  hit, grab!
Kick, punch, rip, stab!
Cut guts, chin smashed!
Thats a [bad word] 

[Dopey Rotten]:
Step in to the cage and test my warrior mentality
No casualties multiple fatalities
I’m battling myself multiple personalities
If you in the way it’s just a minor technicality [bad word] ya nationality, you lack originality
No eventualities your end is a certainly
Killing my specialty, your not special see
These grimey inner city folks yeah we got the recipe
See us as an enemy we’ll slaughter your family
I never even heard of human rights and humanity
Plan moves tactically, do the job happily
It’s another tragedy that happened randomly
You want a quick death?
Jump off the balcony
My twisted fantasy causes agony
This killer instinct [bad word] naturally [bad word] and step up and then witness [bad word] 
[Hook]

[Skits Vicious]:
Beavis Butts heads with a metal skull
I got claws, no hands each finger is a tentacle
My weapon is a wrecking ball
The way enemy’s splatter is a spectacle
With the rats I crawl as I tag the wall
Guess I’m gonna win the tournament after all…
Above a spike pit we stand on polls
sucka might slip and his [bad word] will fall
(Now…) Some call me a cannibal
Guess the jokes on you, but it sure ain't practical
My warfare is tactical
I reach through ya chest with a force that grabs your soul
I stare at a massive hole
As you collapse to the floor like a rag doll
My eye’s melt your remains with a laser beam!
As I look up at the sky in a rage I scream: [bad word]