[Intro: D.O.N. & Full Clip]
Demons taking over me, go on another killing spree
Crazy institutional killer, I'm the for real-a
[Verse 1: DJ Sound]
(?)
Straight from Hell, with a frown on my fucking face
The soul of a demon when I'm mad, so best stay away
Time to tell the truth, 'bout the rap style that I chose
Burning flames and torture, screaming voices, and a black hole
Evil is the key to success when you play it right
Success can be a lock for the key, but (?) takes place at night
DJ Sound, a nigga once you (?)
To let you bitches that know I'm down with that devil shit I'm about to bring
To your ears so very clear that it don't evеn need to be repeatеd
Horns ripping out my head, and my nails get long, and my blood gets overheated
Now, I got a tail, teeth are razor sharp, somebody's doom
Taking care of business, on a stormy night, with a full moon
Eyes are bloodshot red, as I rush to my destiny
The sound is getting louder, as I run through woods and knock down trees
DJ Sound taking over in the nine-five, and the nigga damn sure gon' make it
Frayser's niggas, bitch
Ain't no love, hoe, it's hatred
[Verse 2: D Tha Unknown]
Goddamn, this nigga is crazy as a motherfucker
Pop a nigga in his eye, 'cause he looked at a brother
You got yours, I got mine, so trick, just stay away
(I'll make it in)
Sellin' crack on the track, mostly every day
A nigga says, "D, calm down, some niggas they talk about killing you"
Just look at what a nigga do when you cruisin', tryna find some true
They ditch and dodge, run and hide, like it's getting too late
I seen a sucker trip, and fall, so I hit my brakes
I got out the car with the chrome thing
Walked up to the brother, "Where the bud at, mane?"
Soon as a nigga bought the fucking sack, a punk pulled a pump, it got pitch black
(Yeah, this is D Tha Unkown)
[Verse 3: Tha Weasel (Kee-Wee)]
The Frayser click has come to steal these souls from everywhere
We say to all our enemies around the world: "Beware"
Lil' Kee-Wee's come back with a different way to sacrifice
Look at the circle star, and hatred in Tha Weasel's eyes
Thou shall not spread (?) petty lies
Too late to beg and plead with me, and it's too late to cry
Some people ask, "Why are you evil?" And I tell them why
I'm on a mission of destruction, bitch, so you must die
No one shall live so nice, and worship things they never cherish
You are a mortal, therefore your soul has lost and perished
I shall deliver a blood river you to drown in then
We prove too strong, make them do wrong, and now deceased (?)
I've waited, and waited, been very impatient for this nation
Now, give me power to go and commit assassination
Demons within the click it's time to rise, man, Kee-Wee swarm
I've sworn to all my followers this evil will reform
The Frayser Click, and RCG, are hunting day and night
For lost souls of the world, it's time to go and take some fucking lives
Tha Weasel's known to spread his evil 'cross the fucking nation
Fuck all that other shit come join this Frayser click salvation
[Hook: D.O.N. & Full Clip]
Demons taking over me, go on a killing spree
Crazy institutional killer, I'm the for real-a
[Verse 4: DEL]
D-E-L up in this shit, coming straight out the click
M-Town bound, and, now, one of you bitches can fuck with this
I'm a playa type nigga up from the ghetto street
Finna let you niggas see them demons come up out of me
Don't get me wrong, there is a God, but, now that God is I
I'm meditating thinking of murder, on that shit called (?)
Reaching for my Tommy gun, I grabbed an extra fucking clip
Now, it's time to sacrifice some niggas, straight up satan shit
I buck 'em down, I buck 'em down, I buck 'em to the floor
Gotta let them know, them Westwood killers says no fucking more
This shit's for real, gotta keep your skills, (?)
We keep smoking them dum-dums up in the atmosphere
The click is thick, and best believe this shit is gon' get thicker
You say you ain't down with it, then motherfuck you nigga
Bitch, don't you mistake me or my click hoe
I'll pay my fucking dues to the devil with your life, hoe
[Verse 5: Madmaine]
Tonight, nigga
Niggas, pullin' magnum triggers, niggas spray
But don't make it 'cause this gauge meeted up at their face
It's 12 o'clock, better like duck when we dim the lights
Because this hoo-ride, you dyin' on this deadly night
Pullin' right up on ja, I slides on my leather gloves
Thinkin' that we cool, this damn fool, is who gets no love
Ballin' off the scene, you see flame from the dual pipes
Get around the corner, ditching my gloves, turnin' back on the lights
Jet to the crib, take a shower, rollin' up my dank
I calls up Sound, now, it's on for another game
I can't be fucked up, my time's short, I gotta get in
Put it on my brother, doing time in the county pen
Three strikes, you out, now your fate is in the lawyer's hands
Just grip yo dick, 'cause you know you gets second chance
Them bloody corpses don't mean shit to the F-F-C
No matter, however, why-ever, you can come
Nigga, them demons taking over me
[Outro: D.O.N. & Full Clip]
Demons taking over me, go on another killing spree
Crazy institutional killer, I'm the for real-a
