[Verse 1: Insane Poetry]
Violence and murder, homie, I'm blazing hot trails
Codename death, the Beijing Cocktail
Break bread with the son of Son of Sam Cyco
Rap's Nephilim, dark god of pestilence
I pack shit like a colostomy bag
You niggas act bitch 'cause you possibly fag
Psychologically mad, bodies get bagged in the basement
Like Aqua Net with the TEC, face it, we come to spray wigs
I see you agents that stuck up in the matrix
We drop gorilla feces driving them ape shit
The apostle with visions not from the gospel
Pistol grip gun blast smoke coming out them nostrils
Critics eyes grilling we cheesing 'em like nachos
Third bass weasel MCs I'm hollering "Pop Goes The Llama"
Nickname lava, 'cause I got them hot flows
Paint this masterpiece of murder, psycho Picasso
[Chorus: Insane Poetry]
We gon' get 'em (We gon' get 'em)
We gon' kill 'em (We gon' kill 'em)
We gon' let the blood spill, he's a motherfucking victim
He gon' die (He gon' die)
He gon' choke (He gon' choke)
And his family's gonna grieve and that's all she wrote
We are savages (We are savages)
We are savages (We are savages)
We are savages (We are savages)
Nothing but savages
He gon' die (He gon' die)
He gon' choke (He gon' choke)
And his family's gonna grieve and that's all she wrote
Uhh!
[Verse 2: SCUM]
Don't give a fuck about your god like newborn virgin logic
I'm deadly serious like diseases that are neurologic
Sick and sadistic like my letter sign is BTK
Caught a stench of your death that is on my breath when I burp, I taste decay
I'm a dead man walking, stalking models like a paparazzi
And I eat their meat don't hate myself for that like a Jewish Nazi
In a savage world, gotta be a savage to remain on top
Gotta walk on corpses reppin' LSP and I never stop
'Til the day I drop and I pray a cop with a trigger finger itch
Finna take my life like I take your wife when I go to bang that bitch
When I take your kids to my house of pain and leave in a garbage bag
That's far too heavy for me to carry and that I have to drag
That shit's so heavy like a motherfuckin' Slayer riff
Finna say a prayer for they souls when I drop it off a cliff
I'ma watch it fall in the river underneath and watch it splash
I'm disposin' corpses way more often than you take out trash
[Chorus: Insane Poetry]
We gon' get 'em (We gon' get 'em)
We gon' kill 'em (We gon' kill 'em)
We gon' let the blood spill, he's a motherfucking victim
He gon' die (He gon' die)
He gon' choke (He gon' choke)
And his family's gonna grieve and that's all she wrote
We are savages (We are savages)
We are savages (We are savages)
We are savages (We are savages)
Nothing but savages
He gon' die (He gon' die)
He gon' choke (He gon' choke)
And his family's gonna grieve and that's all she wrote
Uhh!
[Verse 3: Gravedigger]
Digger! Don't make me a master manipulator
Drag you out the elevator, dump you in an incinerator (woo)
This shit candy, when you want to die? Now or later (yeah)
'Cause now you at the edge of the lake fighting the alligator
I got the finishing move I win with it I grab your arms
Spin with it, I mule kick, Ryu kick like Ken did it
Now who the fuck opened the door and let the felon in?
I'm killing every one of them and that's word to my melanin
With my boy Cyco things just might go (yeah)
Way to the left on some Freddy and Michael Myers shit, don't ever try this shit
In the presence of your own home even if you're alone
Got the Desert and it's all chrome, aim it right at your dome
I call your house and I go kill whoever picked up the phone
I'm invincible whenever I got this knife and this TEC with me
You can bury yo ass out in the backyard out in Schenectady
[Chorus: Insane Poetry]
We gon' get 'em (We gon' get 'em)
We gon' kill 'em (We gon' kill 'em)
We gon' let the blood spill, he's a motherfucking victim
He gon' die (He gon' die)
He gon' choke (He gon' choke)
And his family's gonna grieve and that's all she wrote
We are savages (We are savages)
We are savages (We are savages)
We are savages (We are savages)
Nothing but savages
He gon' die (He gon' die)
He gon' choke (He gon' choke)
And his family's gonna grieve and that's all she wrote
Uhh!
[Verse 4: Redrum]
Call on Redrum to get retard to rip your squad
And take your head off like the nigga Ichabod with the claws
If you gon' sell your soul, read the clause
We them boys dragging bodies to the morgues
We ain't got respect for your laws, they ain't ours
Those is yours, the system is a fraud
Truth is you a slave being ruled by overlords
From Babylon to the Land of Nod, niggas nod
You can't deny the shit I spit is hard
What's realer than the realization that we livin' in a giant graveyard?
Somebody told you something different, then that nigga lied
You finna take a wicked ride, Hell is lit inside
So come and sit besides Death then get liquefied
We on the triple six bitch what it looking like?
Oh you ain't know we got you zombies out of Brooklyn right?
Take your head off like what happened to the fuckin' light?
[Chorus: Insane Poetry]
We gon' get 'em (We gon' get 'em)
We gon' kill 'em (We gon' kill 'em)
We gon' let the blood spill, he's a motherfucking victim
He gon' die (He gon' die)
He gon' choke (He gon' choke)
And his family's gonna grieve and that's all she wrote
We are savages (We are savages)
We are savages (We are savages)
We are savages (We are savages)
Nothing but savages
He gon' die (He gon' die)
He gon' choke (He gon' choke)
And his family's gonna grieve and that's all she wrote
Uhh!
