Intro (Kurupt)
Let me hear that beat, ya dig?
Told these niggas Mayne
I want this shit banging in my headphones ya understand me?
Stupid! Dumb ass nigga
I'ma address some shit
Dont fool around witta fool. FOOL!
Intro (Killah Priest)
It's the lord god, Killah Priest. Check me
Verse 1 (Killah Priest)
Well it's the grand imperial, god-like material/
Leave ya head like cheerios, and scratch off the serial/
Laugh at cha burial/
Laugh when the doctor say it's gonna take a miracle, that shit is hysterical/
Bars is flames, disregard all yall lames/
Aside of mountains you could carve my name/
Killah Priest! but yall put kings on hard/
Gun to his mouth or I'm gonna swing the crow bar/
I'm the affiliate, I can eat all of yall idiots/
Serious on the mic, end all that silly shit/
The new brand is wu-gu/
Since a toddler, head full of loose screws/
Im shooting everybody, IDGAF who's who, old or new school/
Shit I spit sink the titanic, ripples of atlantic/
Rip up trees of the forest, and blow up planets, nigga/
Hook (Kurupt)
Bodies on the floor, Bodies on the floor
Ba, Bodies on the floor, Bodies on the floor
Ba, ba, Bodies on the floor
Next time I see you yo
I'ma make sure with the foe, I put you on the floor
Bodies on the floor, Bodies on the floor
Ba, Bodies on the floor, Bodies on the floor
Ba, ba, Bodies on the floor
Next time I see you yo
I'ma make sure with the foe, I put you on the floor, my niggah
Verse 2 (Ras Kass)
You can ride with me, or try to ride against me/
Will not lose, refuse, I'm powered by penske/
Nascar, nasgard, fuck you and your black card/
Know lil niggas ill merk you, put $50 on they tap card/
Rap god, trap god, never be the idol/
Old school, new school niggas never take my title/
Hitchcock, my pits lock up in the Bently/
My bars beraid over beats like suavemente/
Should've knocked a lot of heads off before, so dont tempt me/
Money is the vehicle, but cha gas tank's empty/
I saw it in a foam cup, sippin, listen/
Caught it like the Holy Ghost, must've had a vision/
Yo ambition, caught you and that man kissing/
No disrespect, not politically correct/
But police out her killing people of color/
Every verse is a smother, I'm the keeper of my brother, nigga/
Hook (Kurupt)
Bodies on the floor, Bodies on the floor
Ba, Bodies on the floor, Bodies on the floor
Ba, ba, Bodies on the floor
Next time I see you yo
I'ma make sure with the foe, I put you on the floor
Bodies on the floor, Bodies on the floor
Ba, Bodies on the floor, Bodies on the floor
Ba, ba, Bodies on the floor
Next time I see you yo
I'ma make sure with the foe, I put you on the floor, my niggah
Verse 3 (Canibus)
Mental patients, growing up, guidance, system equations/
Nickle plated hand weapons biometrically made it/
To hand palm a fingerprint placement/
Shooting range in the basement, walking wit roy jones through immigration/
To report to my battle station after diplomatic exchanges/
Before the blue avian invasions/
Strike capacity increase to get cha monkey ass off the street/
Don't ask me shit, talk to the chief/
Before we stir up the I-ya, put down return fire/
From a monster truck wit graphitti on the tires/
Count down clock expires, lazy loud mouth poets is liars/
Working in-and-out burger with criminal pryers/
Canibus, Micah Scale, Killah Priest gotta tiger by the tail/
What's that smell? Fertilizer on the monorail/
I'm like a bomb sniffing dog, playing leapfrog/
Witta unicorn, cuz I lost my job/
But I'm still here, double OG's in the place to be/
Micah Scale, Canibus, KP/
Verse 4 (Micah Scale)
Geah, wit the HRSMN Ras Kass, K-U-R-U-P-T/
Bodies on the floor, bodies on the street/
Any rapper on the beat, lyrically he will get ate/
And get barred to death like a death row inmate/
Get cha shit straight, I spit crack, lyrically smashing/
Straight facts, I wreck tracks, like train crashes/
Faggot, you never sold drugs or busted tollies/
You only seen a hammer bang watching judge Judy/
You can't school me, scale still tote the gage/
And still kill a mic (Killer Mike) like a Outkast protege/
Wanna war wit Me, gotta problem, say it then/
You get stomped flatter then the ass on a Asian chick/
Mic-Scale leave the shotti to ya throat/
East coast, west coast, leaving bodies on the floor, let's go/
Hook (Kurupt)
Bodies on the floor, Bodies on the floor
Ba, Bodies on the floor, Bodies on the floor
Ba, ba, Bodies on the floor
Next time I see you yo
I'ma make sure with the foe, I put you on the floor
Bodies on the floor, Bodies on the floor
Ba, Bodies on the floor, Bodies on the floor
Ba, ba, Bodies on the floor
Next time I see you yo
I'ma make sure with the foe, I put you on the floor, my niggah
