[Intro]
Four, three, two, one
[Verse 1: Anybody Killa]
You can't fuck with us, nope, not gonna happen
And you can spend your whole life rappin', bitch!
We on a higher level, a bigger plateau
Way above lookin' down on them weak hoes
We got the game locked, ain't nobody comin' through
No one's around to hold us down, even if they wanted to
So take a step back, move aside, get out the way!
The underground is comin' through, the family is here to stay
It's time to recognize really what's in front of you
Paranormal music with a rhythm you can boogie to
Giving you hot flashes, makin' your body shake
Feelin' the bass between your toes like you in a earthquake
So keep your head bangin', we know you like it rough
I feel the same way, at times, I can't get enough
That’s how we do it, undeniably the hardest
And guaranteed in life to go the farthest
[Chorus: Anybody Killa]
Brace yo self (And hold tight, because tonight is gonna be a long ride)
No one else (Can do this like we do because they mind ain't right)
All I know (Is when it comes to the hatchet, we attack shit)
And that's for sho' ('Cause it's impossible to fuck with Psychopathic!)
(Whoop whoop!)
[Verse 2: Bonez Dubb & Young Wicked]
Heads crackin' when we rappin', brains melt and leak out
I'm 'bout to fuckin' freak out and put a bullet in your mouth
Down south, up north, from the east to the west
Be some down-ass mother fuckers that’ll put you to rest for me
Cut, bleed, and die so very slowly
Leave your body holey, cut my initials so you know me
Homie, ABK and AMB representin' family
That’s the way it's gonna be, droppin' haters rapidly (Yo, yo, yo, yo!)
[Verse 3: Young Wicked]
Brace yourself, break yourself
Take a 9-millimeter and erase yourself
Try and save yourself from the tribe called crazy
AMB and ABK, we fade your facepiece
Chop a little out off the top of your shoulders
Take the engine out of a lawn mower, make an explosive
Put it under your front seat for fuckin' with Otis
Don’t act like I never told you to brace yourself
[Chorus: Anybody Killa]
Brace yo self (And hold tight, because tonight is gonna be a long ride)
No one else (Can do this like we do because they mind ain’t right)
All I know (Is when it comes to the hatchet, we attack shit)
And that's for sho' ('Cause it's impossible to fuck with Psychopathic!)
(Whoop whoop!)
[Bridge: Anybody Killa]
Brace yourself and hold on tight
If I was you, I would not let go
You cross that line into our domain
Now we have to kill you slow
Ain't no escaping, there's no way out
Now you belong to us
Now you're exposed to the underground
So you can see who not to trust!
[Verse 4: Bonez Dubb]
Psychopathic, automatic, fresh shit on the mind
Ain't nobody got this, we stay hard up on the grind
Brace yourself, 'cause when we hit your dome, it's goin' splat
Better be ready for the attack with an axe, hatchet, or gat
[Verse 5: Anybody Killa]
You could never stomp our face in the boots I wear
I'd be surprised if they fit and I'm a size 10, player!
In the streets, your name is Chump Change, you ain't worth shit
Your whole life is just a joke like a comedy bit
[Verse 6: Young Wicked]
Right, right, seven inches worth of butcher knife
Stuck inside your hooker wife just 'cause she was lookin' right
Every time we do a show, I take the stage and took a life
Brace yourself and say goodnight, underground scrub life, bitch!
[Verse 7: Anybody Killa]
We axe murderin' the industry and killin' anybody
Hidin' in the alleyways and creepin' through they lobbies
Red and black, we at war and we ready to fight
So you better brace yourself and hold on tight!
[Chorus: Anybody Killa]
Brace yo self (And hold tight, because tonight is gonna be a long ride)
No one else (Can do this like we do because they mind ain’t right)
All I know (Is when it comes to the hatchet, we attack shit)
And that's for sho' ('Cause it's impossible to fuck with Psychopathic!)
(Whoop whoop!)
[Segue]
It's that time, homie, you ready?
Yup, let's do it, man...
Come on, Killa, let's go, let's do this shit, let's do this! (Come get it!)
[?] hair, baby
Let's go, Killa, wipe the pain off they faces, son!
You got this baby!
It's your time to shine!
ABK! ABK! ABK! ABK! ABK! ABK!
