[Verse 1: Bukshot]
About to put 'em on blast (blast), I'm not open for discussion
No democracy, 'bout to start a war and over nothing (nothing)
Want to see 'em burn but the simple reason is they turn (turn)
Done lost my moral compass, it's too late to learn (too late to learn)
Blood of The Covenant all on my hands with no mention to tell of it (tell of it)
No fucks like I'm celibate, taking these fools out for reasons irrelevant (irrelevant)
I'll crack they heads open to the white meat (meat)
These labels and haters are talking that shit but these rappers won't fight me
Spite me 'cause I work with the illest, they block me on Twitter for working with killers
Mobstyle! Bitch you gon' feel us before it's all over, no leaving the tempest (no leaving the tempest)
Randomly choppin' them, they not important, their names I've forgotten 'em (forgotten 'em)
Hands up like check 'cause I'm blockin' 'em
Call up The Lunes, I got shooters and bottom ones
[Chorus: Zitro]
Beat 'em up (up), beat 'em up (up)
These bitches keep on talkin' tough (talkin' tough), I've had enough (I've had enough)
I'm 'bout to, 'bout to call they bluff (call they bluff) so buckle up (buckle up)
To show 'em I don't need no guns to fuck 'em up
Let's go!
I'm 'bout to, 'bout to beat 'em up (up), beat 'em up (up)
These bitches keep on talkin' tough (talkin' tough), I've had enough (I've had enough)
I'm 'bout to, 'bout to call they bluff (call they bluff) so buckle up (buckle up)
To show 'em I don't need no guns to fuck 'em up
Let's go!
[Verse 2: Boondox]
Pull out the gat! (gat, gat) When I'm coming for y'all I've been swinging them things
So I won't need a strap (strap, strap)
You’ll be arm in a sling from the trauma, I'm breaking your neck and your back (back, back)
You'll be broken in half from me smoking your ass, it's a lot to unpack! (pack, pack)
But you wanted the gas so I'm lighting the match and it's boom bitch!
Like Tutankhamen, soon be rotting in a tomb bitch!
But soon forgotten, wish I got you in the womb bitch!
And save myself a lot of stressin' (stressin')
Countin' down your days when you should just be counting blessings, sounds distressing (distressing)
And I'm hoping you're learning a fucking lesson
There's no reasoning with The Heathen and peace is out of the fucking question (question)
You're leaking up out of intestines (intestines) and breathing up out of a tube
Yeah, we eatin' 'em up and we beatin 'em up 'cause we was in the mood
Fuck them fools!
[Chorus: Zitro]
Beat 'em up (up), beat 'em up (up)
These bitches keep on talkin' tough (talkin' tough), I've had enough (I've had enough)
I'm 'bout to, 'bout to call they bluff (call they bluff) so buckle up (buckle up)
To show 'em I don't need no guns to fuck 'em up
Let's go!
I'm 'bout to, 'bout to beat 'em up (up), beat 'em up (up)
These bitches keep on talkin' tough (talkin' tough), I've had enough (I've had enough)
I'm 'bout to, 'bout to call they bluff (call they bluff) so buckle up (buckle up)
To show 'em I don't need no guns to fuck 'em up
Let's go!
[Verse 3: Claas]
Yeah!
Time to go take out the trash, ain't nobody seeing no mercy from Claas
I let 'em all burn when I make 'em all crash, 'bout to see guns n' roses they calling me Slash (ha!)
See I'm pressing the gas (pressing the gas), yeah I'm ready to go (I'm ready to go)
'Bout to break 'em all down and line 'em all up, it's coming to blows (Blaow)
'Bout to let 'em all know (let 'em all know) they don't want to go toe-to-toe
Ain't nobody walking away if it goes that direction, trust y'all don't want any smoke
Nope! You don't want any bro! (Blaow!)
I'm aiming to make 'em confused like a riddle (blaow!)
We ain't playing with hoes, so offing them when there goes me being civil
Fuck all that chivalry, they 'bout to go catch a delivery
I'm dashin' to doors of all haters and kickin' 'em down to beat 'em to victory
Yes! Or submission I mean, but trust that I will be the victor
Squeezing all over these bitches (bitches), like I'm a boa constrictor
[Chorus: Zitro]
Beat 'em up (up), beat 'em up (up)
These bitches keep on talkin' tough (talkin' tough), I've had enough (I've had enough)
I'm 'bout to, 'bout to call they bluff (call they bluff) so buckle up (buckle up)
To show 'em I don't need no guns to fuck 'em up
Let's go!
I'm 'bout to, 'bout to beat 'em up (up), beat 'em up (up)
These bitches keep on talkin' tough (talkin' tough), I've had enough (I've had enough)
I'm 'bout to, 'bout to call they bluff (call they bluff) so buckle up (buckle up)
To show 'em I don't need no guns to fuck 'em up
Let's go!
