[Intro]
Uh, Dope D.O.D.!
Three 6 Mafia
DJ Paul
Skits Vicious
Ey yo Jay Reaper, get these m************!
[Verse 1: Jay Reaper]
Ey yo I'm back! Back in the fact
Back on the set, yeah I'm back on the smack
Back! Back on a crack
Back like a mack and I'm packing a black
Yeah! Back with a bat
Back or forget the back smack on your head
Back or I'll get your backpack cracked in half
n**** back or make me back up the words that I've said
And I'm bad!
Bad to the bone, bad like a cellular phone to your dome
Yeah, bad! Bad like a boss, bad like the dark side of the force
I'm bad! Bad for your health, shotgun shells
n***** gon' yell, n***** gon' cry, n***** need help
If I was you, I'd kill myself!
[Interlude]
Ha! Round two, ey Skits
[Verse 2: Skits Vicious]
I stay raw!
Raw like a steak, raw like the rate of the murder we raise
They can call it a state of emergency cause I'm burnin the place
Down like a cellar, roar like a lion, you hella gazelle
Raw and I'm cut with the grammar
Raw with the Tony Montana bandana
Banned on the cheddar, we baning them hits
Bang on a hip when I'm banging your b****
Bagging the body, I'll bang on your door
Trip to the morgue and I'm back with the Tommy
(Bad to the core) Yo we back like a spinal (cord)
I attack like dino (saur), sure this means war
[Interlude]
Introducing - DJ Paul!
[Verse 3: DJ Paul]
The hardest motherucker you will ever f****** meet
The hardest m*********** you will never ever be
I'm burning these streets and I'm keeping my heat
Grilling these n***** and ?love? is from beef
Your n**** on fire, hella fat c***f
I for real get loud on that fire leaf
I'm in Amsterdam with Dope D.O.D
I'm on stage going in and they next to me
I'll be still super crunk even though I'm on lean
But not jumping too high, coming with Glock on me
n**** bet he be thinking he can rock on me
When we step into the ring he get rocked by me
He's knocked out like he hit the weed
f****** with the real repping that Tenessee
He ain't nothing but a f****** wannabe
So I had to put his head where it needed to be
Be down!
Uh, Dope D.O.D.!
Three 6 Mafia
DJ Paul
Skits Vicious
Ey yo Jay Reaper, get these m************!
[Verse 1: Jay Reaper]
Ey yo I'm back! Back in the fact
Back on the set, yeah I'm back on the smack
Back! Back on a crack
Back like a mack and I'm packing a black
Yeah! Back with a bat
Back or forget the back smack on your head
Back or I'll get your backpack cracked in half
n**** back or make me back up the words that I've said
And I'm bad!
Bad to the bone, bad like a cellular phone to your dome
Yeah, bad! Bad like a boss, bad like the dark side of the force
I'm bad! Bad for your health, shotgun shells
n***** gon' yell, n***** gon' cry, n***** need help
If I was you, I'd kill myself!
[Interlude]
Ha! Round two, ey Skits
[Verse 2: Skits Vicious]
I stay raw!
Raw like a steak, raw like the rate of the murder we raise
They can call it a state of emergency cause I'm burnin the place
Down like a cellar, roar like a lion, you hella gazelle
Raw and I'm cut with the grammar
Raw with the Tony Montana bandana
Banned on the cheddar, we baning them hits
Bang on a hip when I'm banging your b****
Bagging the body, I'll bang on your door
Trip to the morgue and I'm back with the Tommy
(Bad to the core) Yo we back like a spinal (cord)
I attack like dino (saur), sure this means war
[Interlude]
Introducing - DJ Paul!
[Verse 3: DJ Paul]
The hardest motherucker you will ever f****** meet
The hardest m*********** you will never ever be
I'm burning these streets and I'm keeping my heat
Grilling these n***** and ?love? is from beef
Your n**** on fire, hella fat c***f
I for real get loud on that fire leaf
I'm in Amsterdam with Dope D.O.D
I'm on stage going in and they next to me
I'll be still super crunk even though I'm on lean
But not jumping too high, coming with Glock on me
n**** bet he be thinking he can rock on me
When we step into the ring he get rocked by me
He's knocked out like he hit the weed
f****** with the real repping that Tenessee
He ain't nothing but a f****** wannabe
So I had to put his head where it needed to be
Be down!