The Llama you came to drag me to [bad word] 
 Demons attack where sanity dwell
 Humanity fell from the mouth of a ? profanity hill
 That was fist-raised jaggedy nail
 Illuminati grail, seven seal nations battle Gods where devils kneel
 Rebels sprayed by assassins with shells
 Crazy adolescents that kill, Mac 11’s and pills
 Everything William Cooper was talking about then is happening now
 Malachi York was way ahead of his time, [bad word] is wild
 How both of them have been discredited and edited
 Yet Nostradamus a fool ? irrelevant
 There’s a reason it’s called programming propaganda loop
 Random [bad word]  cannibal Xanadu, Channel 2 cameras who multiple panel view
 Jumping out of planes without a parachute
 Born with an attitude landing at ground zero latitude
 That dude got his head smashed in the door
 His [bad word] swore she ate Britney Spears’ [bad word] in the bathroom at Pure
 Attention whores always asking for more
 Sniff around on all fours acting like she wanna vacuum the floor
 Suicide Girl into Charles Manson and [bad word] 
 She like Nas so she dance to this song, listen
 
[Verse 2: Slaine]
 
Yo my knuckles are sore from punching [bad word] in the jaw
 [bad word] these jeans, slipping on a slippery floor
 They gave me four six figures and Syphilis sores
 Walking through the [bad word] halls balls big as a horse
 Sniffing the raw, never made me different before
 Now I act like an [bad word] with the criminal thought
 I think when I drink I think I drink too much
 These cops always wanna watch me and clink me up
 I being paranoid? Do I think too much?
 While these pussies pushing me and being pink too much
 I’m a rebel on the rhythm swinging, sting you up
 Be careful and fearful of all the things you [bad word] 
 Y’all mixed race [bad word] to my show s**t-faced
 [bad word] and get your face fixed, fix face mixtape
 All of y’all sucking on my hog, how my [bad word] taste?
 Get your teeth displaced if my [bad word] fist breaks
 I’mma beat you down with the elbow or Shelltoe
 Forehead, [bad word] forearm, who the [bad word] knows?
 Broken cheeks, backbones, hip disc, crack phone
 You can’t even walk in the kitchen when you’re back home
 Imagine if you killed me just how [bad word] my villains be
 How many times your wife will be raped and where all your children be
 I’m a hundred percent, you’re a one in a million, 
 And you can’t f**k with me or my DMS crew neither
 You’re too [bad word] and too beaver
 Get the f**k out of here you, I’m done rapping you [bad word] [bad word] 
 Get the f**k out of here