Текст песни AbsoluteHorror - The Virus and Antidote , KruddTheGuru , Mula Kkhan , $ix

I don't give a fuck
Who the fuck you think you is, boy?
Comin' with that shotty,
Ready to body all these pigs, boy?
You ain't even nothin' but a bitch
Behind the mask, with that attitude
Put you in the cage, like my bitch when she actin' rude
Heard you with the shits, try'na stunt upon the click
You ain't even steppin' close
Please, just hop up off my dick
All y'all really? Be cappin', I'm laughin'
You' clone's a joke to me
My click, full of gorillas
Your homies, the human centipede
I make 'em bleed
Rest in piss, mothafucker
Try to diss undercover
Shoot to miss, you's a sucker
Plain and simple, you's a pussy
That's waiting to get fucked
Won't you step to my vicinity?
Give you that nip-tuck
Wait, what? I ain't finished yet
Bitch, just come correct
I been aimin' for the mothafuckin' head, not the neck
Just another fuckin' rookie, try to dance with a vet
Put respect upon my name
Call me $ix, don't forget, little bitch

Fuck nigga
Punk bitch, nigga
Yeah, I'm comin' for your head, nigga
Make you kill yourself
I'll poke your body, while you' dead, nigga
Ain't nobody tell you?
I'm the mothafuckin' gravedigger
Whip you, like a slave
Beat you back to 12th grade, nigga
You better change your direction
I got this tone on my hip
That'll make you change your complexion
Another fatal blow
Add another kill, to my collection
You in LA, with connections
I'm in LA, with some weapons
You a chump, nigga
What you want to do, pussy boy?
Don't be dumb, nigga
Sippin' death juice
You can call it red rum, nigga
Girl, call my phone like, is you finish?
I ain't done wit' him
I'ma take him down
An' everybody that's gon' run wit' him
You my son, nigga
I shoulda raised you better
Like you was the sun, nigga
You can check the bandwidth
An' I ain't talkin' drums, nigga
Better stand tall, in this bitch
'Cause, here I come nigga, run nigga

An', I bet he think he' bulletproof
AR-15, for the attitude
I'm a nigga with a attitude
Yeah, gold on my neck
They think I'm Ice Cube
Big shells, from the Glock, make a crowd move
Red spots on the skull, they try'na carpool
Red dots, from the po, I'm in bad mood
I rain fire on a op, they think I'm Goku
Heavy shot, bet he drop, bet he flop
Bet he runnin' with his team
Bet I kill the whole lot
You know Kkhano had a dream, I get busy on a op
Homicide, for the cream and this tooley ain't a prop
Like, how can I live, yeah?
How can I die, yeah?
I been to hell, yeah
Tools on my side, yeah
Wolves in a hive, yeah
Swear I'll never die, yeah
Damn my soul
Kkhan has arrive, yeah

Darkness, imprisoning me
All that I see
Absolute horror
I cannot live
I cannot die
Trapped in myself
Body, my holding cell
Landmine has taken my sight
Taken my speech
Taken my hearing
Taken my arms
Taken my legs
Taken my soul
Left me with life in hell