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[Verse: Violent J] Speak of our demise, you speak the tongue of the devil Every obstacle we cross, we advance another level Our towers ascend much higher than the skyline So if you want beef, I got yours. Why don't you try mine? Friends becomes enemies because time surprises you Those who once idolize suddenly despisin' you Later when asked who his influences were Suddenly he forgets, and his brains become a blur You get shit on for all that you did and all the love All the time you spent tryin' to vouch he ain't a scrub Keep your cronuts 'cause I'ma show go nuts when the times right For now enjoy the limelight, we hittin' from your blindside And we don't want no in-betweeners on our team either See you walk home or get in the car packin' a heater That's a ryder, the definition of a gunfight Try to pull one on me ill take your army out in one night Your're gonna smash into a tree, cashed right on the corner Horn blowin', everybody dead, early in the mornin' 'Cause we shoot back, and like you got a fruit-packed center All your blood comes squirtin' out, when all the bullets enter We some old-time gangstas from the Southwest side Since I was fourteen, dreamt about committing homicide But I never knew who 'til now, bang! Bang! [?] Never thought I could really do it now I see how Everybody fuckin' pluckin' from our tree, it's time we guard the yard That's why I'm tellin' y'all we reekin' havoc next joker card I'm sick a talkin' 'bout love when don't nobody show us none Except for Juggalo ninjas that's had our back from day one Sleeping giants, and when we ring the bells of war You best believe it, it's gonna be some hell to score Record sales, I give a fuck whether we sell anymore I'm more concerned about revenge and mobbin' into your door Bitches out promotin' our shows, if I see that van again I swear to God ill get to panicking and brandishing a ten I ain't no chopper, unless you talking about decapitation All you faggots eating off us, causing more than aggravation Fuck your flyers, pack your fuckin' shit up and beat it If I catch you on our scene I'll take a brick and make ya eat it I got a love for everybody that was ever on the hatchet And it's gonna stay the same until we buried in a casket I ride with Myzery from the Bronx back to the murder mitten All the way out to LA and back and never bullshittin' When it's time to get forbidden whatever we committin From a distance or a personal like a throat slittin' Plus my homies from the Southwest side all down to ride Unleash 'em all to the battleground whenever we decide Dirty groundhogs out here all livin in our garden It's time we fuckin harden, hit you with the beg your pardon Of a moose, Gonna Joe Bruce gun to make your juice run All over the walls behind you to remind you This is our turf, and all that it's worth is our takin' It's time you fuckin' fat piggies got blown into bacon Violent J and Shaggy from day one, with the painted faces Quit rippin' us off, always dreamin' of tradin' places But you'll never have what we got, we too far up the mountain So stay the fuck in home like a pussy and keep poutin' Jumpsteady, my brother, has been the keeper of the peace But even he says that it's time our fuckin' dogs are released *Bark* So let us pull the fuckin' guns out and see who fuckin runs out And see who stays on our side ready to ride It's time that we quit lettin' all the bullshit slide Where the fuck is our pride? Raise from the dead if it died I moved my family to safe ground, cause hell about to rain I can't front it feels good to go insane and bring the pain And shake the fuckin ground up my trigger fingers curled up Piss on 'em and don't miss, buck, buck, buck, buck We hurt their feelings when we squirt their blood on the ceiling Wicked clowns with an axe to your neck, what's more appealing? [Skit] Check it out, babe, the House Of Wax! Um no no Are you serious?! Honey I'm scared! Come on man! Well, if you're not gonna support me, then I'm going home! Bye! Fuck you! What's this? Zen Of Love? Wonder if he could tell me about my fucked-up relationship