Scab

Lyrics

[Intro: Claas, Bukshot, & Boondox] Yo, Buk! What up, man? What comes after an exit wound? A scab Big facts Yo, Dirty! What up? How the hell do we follow up with a final posse track after Thanos? Easy. We go back to where it all started. We take it back to the underground [Verse 1: Boogie] Hannibal Lecter, cannibalistic A sick motherfucker whose mind is twisted Strange and deranged and I stay on my Lynch shit 51/50 'cause you know I'm sadistic Mind frame! Stay on some sick shit A crazy motherfucker and I might go ballistic Haters white flaggin' when they see that I'm with the clique It's Mobstyle, bitch, and I draw out the heater quick Been runnin' these streets, Bumpy Johnson A couple hundred round drums, Mickey Thompsons Let 'em know that the boys from The Squad done slay Any day when it comes to the gunplay Got 'em locked up, loaded in my crosshair I kill your mom or your kid, bitch, I don't care When the boss calls a hit, I jelly yo shit Molotov your crib and I'm out, player (I'm out, player) [Verse 2: Krawley] I think you've got a problem Runnin' your mouth from the sidelines, bitch I think I can help you solve 'em With a hole in your head that the doc can't stitch Put you down 'fore the one two three Fuck with me and you're fuckin' with the King of the Ring And everything else, it'll be history But your downfall, it'll be no mystery (Nah!) I'm unloadin' these clips like Deadpool A lot of people talk shit but it's all cool I go juvenate and then I'm back at eight At your place and I'm actin' like a damn fool With a mask on my face so you know I'm gonna leave blood and chalk lines on the floor Just wait and see, it ain't no make-believe Knock knock, you gon' face The Mob at your doors [Verse 3: Insane Poetry] Uh uh! I welcome y'all to the darkest depths, Ninth Circle, I'm an architect Three sixes embedded in me, what you seen was the mark of death Got little demons that'll saw your flesh off your skeleton Compellin' 'em to be devious on social medias, that's where the devil lives Writin' immaculate poetry that's insane (That's insane) With the grimmest details 'cause grief sells but you ain't mastered pain Half the frames in my snuff film footage, oh yes, by the OG, Reaper You done fucked around and stepped in the hive of the beekeeper [Verse 4: Madd Maxxx] Y'all know how I do, I'll do it real quick Kill shit, disappear in the mist Got no contemporaries or peers in this shit I'm alone in my class, that's clear as the mix Dog of war and my core is dirt Better run along 'fore y'all get hurt Ain't no one of y'all got the chops to stop me Still tote with a stock 'til your organs burst I be killin' verses when I'm bored at work Fuck some self-important jerk Actin' like they the shit and announcin' a tour 'Fore they even know they can afford it first Droppin' bombs and confirmin' kills It's Madd Maxxx, motherfucker, destroy and search My stated mission always been infection I ain't goin' nowhere 'til the poison works [Verse 5: Nacirema] With eight bars I'll turn stars to black holes ending all existence Go Galactus with tactics to bring galaxies to submission Channel my inner Apollyon as I accelerate chaos And bring back when animals attack rap and rip they face off Now just tell 'em The Metaphor Mammoth just landed Transforming a writing utensil into a ballistic missile When putting a hole through they planet The regime always brings nothing but that universal damage I pay homage to UGA then rip the scab away and vanish (Scab away and vanish) [Verse 6: Killa C] Welcome to the crime scene, chop chop chop You'll be gangrene in the stubs 'fore you ever see the cops Put your blood in a bucket, got your torso like fuck it Got a hard on flow and now you gon' have to suck it This is scuzzbucket music, motherfucker, I'm a scumbag Beat my dick, bust a nut, wipe it up with your durag Bet you have a faggot raped with broken glass Killa C is back like cum stains on your momma ass [Verse 7: Smallz One] Never really gave a fuck, if I died right now I'd be okay with it So now that life became a game, I'm just gon' play with it Rage in it, spray that fuckin' blood and make it rain in it Talk that shit but lock your doors inside your house and stay in it Ain't no savin' it, make you bleed then bathe in it Cravin' it, always roll with beasts who got that hate in 'em (Hate in 'em) Unforgivable acts can never be repented on You dug yourself a hole and on that grave you get beheaded on [Verse 8: McNastee] You ain't seen the phantom or ghost this man can evoke Understand my approach cause panic to folk Man, hold up you passive and broke Advance as I trample and dance on your bones Damn bro, all the cannabis smoke In a rhyme notebook that make Canibus choke Like hands on your throat, no ransom or note Run up, turn an opp to a pack full of dope That's magic, no rabbit in a hat, just a mask and a gat and a jacket D. Mackin', eat a sack like a quarterback, ho, if you think we lackin' Run tracks when the cash up front, ain't ever no punk who ain't get it with the back end It'll take a piggyback just to get at Mack and a 50-round mag to attract the assassin [Verse 9: Young Wicked] Yeah! Okay, I'm sick with it I can kill anybody on a verse, all I need is a quick minute And this shit's finished You can tell that I'm makin' dope by the way my wrist whippin' Your favorite rapper's a bitch (bitch, bitch) and I got that bitch trippin' I got six women on my dick tippin' While he jerk chicken, it ain't worth livin' Like that, it's a bad act, better snap back When in fact, I be killin' rap and I get a stack Never lack, when you comin' back Motherfuckers don't know how to act 'Til I'm runnin' back, hit 'em with the click click pap It's a fuckin' wrap, put your fuckin' body in the sack Take a fuckin' nap, lookin' like Cactus Jack all wrapped in barbed wire Should have never fucked with this mob style [Verse 10: Saint Sinna] Don't need a crock of your shit, can't you see that I run shit? I got demons I admit, so I feel bad for anyone who want it Listen, Saint went insane and he great with a pen so he snapped on a track and he sonnin' (And he sonnin') While y'all tryin' to get with Hip-Hop in here I dumped off another bun in the oven Now who the fuck want it? I gotta keep 'em from goin' hungry Motherfucker walk with a chip on his shoulder but I keep the French oni' (I keep the French oni') I'm representin' Bio-Killaz, Mission : Infect While I'm kickin' rhymes your bitch givin' neck One man's trash is another man's daughter Oh, you know that I meant it with disrespect [Verse 11: Jonathon Hellhouse] Hey! I go monumentally mental on instrumentals If you don't know me, check the credentials, bitch Hey, it's Hellhouse, bitch, for better or for worse And you don't care which, you can't dismiss I'm not a bad guy, bitch, I'm a villain (I'm a villain) This infectious, gon' need the penicillin (The penicillin) No alibi, I stay killin' (Killin') But when it comes to givin' in, I'm unwillin' (Unwillin') [Verse 12: Mr 8 Legz] I got that hoodie mask combo All black in the back of your condo Legz wrath return, now you have to burn Save your last of words, there's no convo (No!) I ain't hearin' it, in all seriousness it appears that this weariness You're experiencin' has got my veins on flames like experiments (Haha!) You're peerin' into my soul so appreciate it, it's dark, depraved Like the final day of Sharon Tate So when I cut your face and lick the blade, it's just the basics (Huh!) They exorcised the demon in me just to try to save it So save the day 'cause in its wake, I'ma make you face it [Verse 13: Claas] I'ma fuckin' K-I-L-L (yeah!), ain't no motherfucker wanna get in my way Any minute I'ma start it up and go and press play Letting loose on motherfuckers who wanna be brave (Rah!) Everybody 'bout to die or be slaves When the world ends a lot of y'all are gonna be graves Be slain and all my clothes are about to be stained That's a bold strategy, Cotton, let's see if it pays [Verse 14: Bukshot] Do you want the drama? (No) You ain't want the drama Better press pause like you saw a comma (Like you saw a comma) 'Bout to shut this bitch down like The Unabomber I'm a motherfucker (why?), watch me fuck your momma Do you wanna die? In a freezer, food for Dahmer (Uh huh) Ain't no honor, the truth might be a bummer Hotter than a sauna, enter Black Summer Revenge is my mantra, pay 'em back like Dumb and Dumber [Verse 15: Boondox] .44 reloaded, hieroglyphics been decoded Sword of Omens to the throat and sacrifice a ho to Odin Ragnarök, it is approaching so they saying this the endgame A Lord creatin' holy ghosts while takin' my name in vain So I go through the membrane with surgical precision This assembled coalition, may I please have your attention? Flip the script and turn the switch, explode this bitch and end existence Watch them Underground Avengers ridin' off into the distance (Off into the distance)