Intro: O master... O master. Its time for enemies demise. Destruction. Whatchu Bluffing on. Nigga whatchu puffing on. The death song. Come On. Lets get em gone. Yo! bitches,// you topping off the ace. Sis.. When you got this Black snake in the face. (They making wicked faces.) From the Chi so I fucking all you states. Now get on your knees and say your grace. Now (stay in your place.) (Its the letal dose that you taste) Cause Im The Rap Galatias the (preying mantis) eating planets. (Proving antics), clamps are secure//on this ride of homicides and (genocides.) No mo gingerfied. My foes taking a (dive.) Back to slanging tens and (fives.) It aint no jive. The crowd stay (mesmerized.) As I crush and defeat (hoes) under my feet. Me and my brothers take a leap. You get rolled over //in my Apollo (jeep.).. (Bent off hellrock. My rymes do shell shock. Im stopping ya tictoc. Lettin dis hit drop) Take a sleep. Bombing after beep every day of the week. Killing off the weak. I play for Life and play to forever to keep it (coldshit.) Its the mighty rollercoaster (O shit.) The universal gain. Its never the same. God is testing my game. (Bitches testing my aim.) Gettin down doozy. Doe will never lose me. But them cops better lose me. Im feeling on my ozzie and my dick is getting (hard) as I plot on a procedure to push them back to God. (Yelling) in the name of (Jihad.).. Nigga its that (666.) The rap you cant (miss.) I thought you wanna battle. You thought it be a (paddle.) An easy dutty daddle. But you miss the snake (rattle.) (4x)Bent off hellrock. My rymes do shell shock. Im stopping ya tictoc. Lettin dis hit drop Underdub sung to melody: I'm twisted/////the nigga who dont miss shit, Whom... go in double fisted see nigga I wont missed it// doom... Feel my venom. I dig up all in em. Carve em like a pumpkin. Wicked cadaver. Scheme Me clever put dat poison back on a ladder. Feed em test rats. Sew them wings and a bats. Ya dinner wasnt ginger. Get em cold like nitroxide lungs collaspe and life and death coincide. Mr Death to the left. And I captured leather face. Mutherfuckers taste like sand. Taste it Sally Ann. Its blood flowing out the land. And all i wanted was a trillion grand. (... .) Smoke out with the band. Bombing it Beckey drunk off dos Equis. Im 1 thousand with my shit so dezze niggas wont come bet me. And dem bitches that wouldn't let me. They jag off with the mention of my name. Out and open. legs spread triple Gonzo. Ass phat as Costco. Im looking for some lost soul. Stingy with my pit masters. Every effort full equipped. Get into some ignorant shit. Bent off my braving. Like Mario where da princess Im saving. My style is really funky. Swinging like a monkey. They so the honkey tonkey. But I do it off a crunk beat. All you other rappers is lunch meat. Pig feet. Smacked into da losers seat. Bent off hellrock. My rymes do shell shock. Im stopping ya tictoc. Lettin da shit drop. You aint got to show me love or props. Murder all ops. eternal so it never stops. Fuck the cops. It never stops nigga. I know you feeling my shit. You fake mutherfuckers. I'm going to get you sucker. You butt mutherfuckers. You sorry as cluckers. nightmarish soul plucker. A shooter not a ducker. Killing on the rucker. And Im laughing like its chris Tucker. Im a bad mutherfuckers. Dis is for my Big Sis and my mother. You wack rappers bring the static. Ill Mac your valley. Im the Hung Lowe Dwo the one man show. Run it. Bitch