[Verse 1: Black Milk]
If hip-hop's dead and out
Black Milk just gave that b**** mouth to mouth
Brought it back to life out the hospital, ill
The industry owe me, got hospital bills
Or I'mma take it hostage in a fast minute
Hip-hop's like Hostel, those three killers
From the rhymes to the wait, I ain't gon' say
Just spot a CD like Diddy's and press play
Wanna play, I checkmate your chess game
Got a game that I aim at your chest frame
The only reason why we do this hip-hop s***, it's easy
Got n***** in hip-hop sick, wheezing
Gasping for air, not breathing
Sean P, Milk, and Guilt, the playing fields not even
Call the Dream Team, call every, it don't matter
Dawg, it's a slaughter already, let's go!
[Hook: Black Milk]
We on some monster s***
Something you got a problem with
You should call it quits
My n***** on some monster s***
[Verse 2: Sean Price]
Listen, n***** say you a fool Ruckus
Sniff c**e and punch n***** through school buses
Fifth smoke, and crunch n***** who do dutches
Your b**** broke, she f*** n***** who do nothing
f****** hand me the bottle
I'll bust his head, n***** telling a la Sammy Gravano
f*** glass, cut him down when you hand me the hollow
Kill him now, the wife, kid and the nanny tomorrow (P!)
Hustle bread like T.I
Allegedly, his team got a C.I
Got me backround checking my crew
Funny s*** come up, I guess this next sket is for you (Bong!)
I am the pick of the litter
You are a b**** that gets hit and starts snitching on twitter
Tweedle Dee, Tweedle Dum n*****
When you see P you better have your gun, n****
[Hook: Black Milk]
We on some monster s***
Something you got a problem with
You should call it quits
My n***** on some monster s***
[Verse 3: Guilty Simpson]
Aiyyo my food sits well but my gun's bulimic
Watch what happens, I'm about to feed it
My cars in effect, dark claws in your neck
Walk tall with a tech, pall mall n**** sets
'Til you talk with respect
Your wack CD I'm gonna pause and eject
I'm ready for war
Make the call out and collect the 'fetti and more
I got your arms in the freezer and your head in the drawer
Call me crazy, bonkers maybe, I'll
Smack a dude up and stomp his lady
I'm beastly, I better have monster babies
With teeth already, to chomp on prey
Let's work, I'm on call all day
I stopped hooping, but still ball all day
With your baby mama in the mall all day
And the catch is your broad's gon' pay
[Hook: Black Milk]
We on some monster s***
Something you got a problem with
You should call it quits
My n***** on some monster s***
If hip-hop's dead and out
Black Milk just gave that b**** mouth to mouth
Brought it back to life out the hospital, ill
The industry owe me, got hospital bills
Or I'mma take it hostage in a fast minute
Hip-hop's like Hostel, those three killers
From the rhymes to the wait, I ain't gon' say
Just spot a CD like Diddy's and press play
Wanna play, I checkmate your chess game
Got a game that I aim at your chest frame
The only reason why we do this hip-hop s***, it's easy
Got n***** in hip-hop sick, wheezing
Gasping for air, not breathing
Sean P, Milk, and Guilt, the playing fields not even
Call the Dream Team, call every, it don't matter
Dawg, it's a slaughter already, let's go!
[Hook: Black Milk]
We on some monster s***
Something you got a problem with
You should call it quits
My n***** on some monster s***
[Verse 2: Sean Price]
Listen, n***** say you a fool Ruckus
Sniff c**e and punch n***** through school buses
Fifth smoke, and crunch n***** who do dutches
Your b**** broke, she f*** n***** who do nothing
f****** hand me the bottle
I'll bust his head, n***** telling a la Sammy Gravano
f*** glass, cut him down when you hand me the hollow
Kill him now, the wife, kid and the nanny tomorrow (P!)
Hustle bread like T.I
Allegedly, his team got a C.I
Got me backround checking my crew
Funny s*** come up, I guess this next sket is for you (Bong!)
I am the pick of the litter
You are a b**** that gets hit and starts snitching on twitter
Tweedle Dee, Tweedle Dum n*****
When you see P you better have your gun, n****
[Hook: Black Milk]
We on some monster s***
Something you got a problem with
You should call it quits
My n***** on some monster s***
[Verse 3: Guilty Simpson]
Aiyyo my food sits well but my gun's bulimic
Watch what happens, I'm about to feed it
My cars in effect, dark claws in your neck
Walk tall with a tech, pall mall n**** sets
'Til you talk with respect
Your wack CD I'm gonna pause and eject
I'm ready for war
Make the call out and collect the 'fetti and more
I got your arms in the freezer and your head in the drawer
Call me crazy, bonkers maybe, I'll
Smack a dude up and stomp his lady
I'm beastly, I better have monster babies
With teeth already, to chomp on prey
Let's work, I'm on call all day
I stopped hooping, but still ball all day
With your baby mama in the mall all day
And the catch is your broad's gon' pay
[Hook: Black Milk]
We on some monster s***
Something you got a problem with
You should call it quits
My n***** on some monster s***