[Verse 1: Jus Allah]
I don't have the thought to care
Its off, its my cross to bare
Lost the cross i used to wear. i am cost aware
Partnership with darkness, we're an awesome pair
Sought position, wall facing office chair
In the depths of [bad word]  death for sell
With blood that propels from the cells, And every L is extra L
Its hot here, hear the sears from the dropped tears
Its an opera to the ears, of gospel fears
Hot careers, Grotesque, slow deaths
Here is where I am Nobelist and overed
Its a whole mess of loneliness, no regrets
Unholiness corrosive mental Rolodex
I know uncertainty, personally, Murder uncourteously, mercilessly
Sole safe haven, open up my swollen heart
The hole greater than the sum of its broken parts

[Verse 2: Vinnie Paz]
I'm your worst nightmare
The reversal of Christ here
The only thing you seeing is the shadow and knife glare
Me, I ain't the type of [bad word] to fight fair
Pistal grip, pump chain, saw and a pipe here
Y'all are [bad word] watered down like a light beer
I [bad word] from it, I embrace it, I like fear
Texas-chainsaw massacre I invite fear
Call me leatherface [bad word] I'm right here
Call me any other person that's an evil killa
Pazieso pontius pilate call me jesus killa
Call me Richard Ramirez because he spill venom
I'm Mark David Chapman before he killed Lennon
I was studying my lessons when the earth was seedless
You like Judas iscariot he murdered Jesus
The way my operation work is like a surgeons thesis
I'll drink the period blood of a [bad word] #39; virgin priestess 

[Verse 3: Demoz]
It's the D.E.M.O.Z.
Naw homey you can't control me
I pop slowly, thinking you know me
Slow, phoney niggas, is starring hard, like I'm lookin' familiar
If you don't owe me, I ain't lookin' to kill ya
Still it smell too funny, the plot thicken, a lot of you die snitchin'
ligaments missing, illiterate niggas die hissin'
Why would I wana trade my soul for your riches and lose to the devil?
I never break [bad word] of the ghetto
From borough to borough, I rep the most thoroughest city, Philly
The livest rhymers, pay homage cuz I'm a survivor. You lying
DEMOZ
Either you love me or hate me, hug me or snake me
Lately I been behaving like I ain't got a baby
Maybe it's the way my lady treat me
Crazy, shady [bad word] through my head by the minute but still I play my part
Peace to every piece of piece of [bad word] 
My piece of work is not a piece of nothing, fronting if I'm bringing peace to Earth