(Chorus x 2)
 Who am I? Scar mother fucking face
 Who am I? A to the mother fucking K
 Who am I? Belo mother fucking Zero
 Who am I? Niggas Ain't Ready to Die
 (Scarface)
 Who the fuck am I?
 A born killer with no conscience
 Leaving niggas with holes in their heads unconscience
 No second chances
 Cos in this game no one advances
 You made your move and fucked up now the devil dances
 No scrilla for this just murderers with blocks
 To run up on their dick and hit em and get em hot
 With a 357 slug pointed at your nose
 Left a bloody mess and a note stuck between your toes
 You fuck with me nigga you're fucking with the warrior
 Anybody destroying you're packing the sig sauer
 Putting niggas off in body bags cos in this game you take no prisoners
 Leave it in blood Hare Krishna
 Nobody's breathing niggas stuck on getting even
 You die this evening insanity gon be my reason
 I trail niggas fill niggas and kill niggas
 I introduce the ways that are wicked to real niggas
 (Chorus x 2)
 (AK)
 Who ever epitomise
 And idolise my murderous skills
 With this vivid imagination and slugs that kill
 Off in the zone unorthodox with the world on blocks
 It's unexplainable how I got these bitch niggas locked
 Keep my eyes on my safe and keep this murderous flavour
 Since I picked up a strap I've had this murderous behaviour
 Spread the whole clip around and get the fuck outta Dodge
 I got a ride full of straps in my homies backyard
 It's too cold to proceed without a block to start
 Watch a gat blows him apart as the bullets depart
 Now who the fuck am I? Is the question you ask
 Can't be touched or fucked with is all you need to know
 It's 1998 plus you bitches got to go
 And y'all cain't fuck with me and tell em why
 My adrenaline rush on jump
 Plus you got my arm beneath grabbing with the double barrel pump
 (Chorus x 2)
 (Belo)
 I hear some niggas talking loud like we been stealing this shit
 Just say you hate me cock the bullshit don't you grip on my dick
 It's Belo Zero mother fuckers same sick ass nut
 Drink a brew and smoke some weed and blow your bitch ass up
 I put in work so recognise I carry my shit on my chest
 More respect and I neglect to come up back with the vest
 I never seen a thousand soldiers hit the dirt on your roll
 Fuck your chief and all the soldiers I'm a king on my own
 I'm coming with force down with Big Chief nigga Rapalot style
 Grip sixteens and triple beams will leave that ass on the pile
 Walk on down and see the light cos I'm not faking the shit
 I told you once that I'm a soldier I'm just taking your shit
 Now who am I a born killer nigga fuck what you heard
 I'm too delirious and serious I ain't like a nerd
 Fuck around and call the coroner dig your whole ass up
 Separate your head from the spam and leave your bitch ass stuck
 Nigga...
 (Chorus x 2)
 (N.A.R.D)
 Retaliation is a must
 I see niggas from behind so I bust
 My Desert Eagles gon to catch you when they duck
 Now what the purpose when they still gon get struck
 And leave they brains fucked up
 I don't know why they put they eyes on me
 Cos I'm a black material killer trying to keep it low key
 Now what it was they probably didn't know it was me
 But that goes to show em that fancy bitches focus just be
 They want to look up on my Rolex while I spot on my heat
 They see my Lexus car shining when I been on the streets
 With no ticket on it but still they try to find out what's in it
 It's a black nigga with a black chrome on the seat
 In the dark zone it's on
 And hell yeah I used to push packs
 Taking niggas straps and pimping bitches in 'lacs
 Matter of fact this shit I rap about I did before
 See it ain't no studio mother fucker just stepping through these doors
 (Chorus x 2)
 We can't be fucked with we can't be touched
 Cos the drama that we bring is just too much it's just too much
 Do Or Die Do Or Die
 Cos the drama that we bring is just too much it's just too much