Chorus: [all together]
 Shit ain't never gonna change.. FUKKIT!
 Time to load the clips   THEN WE TAKE EM TO WAR
 Niggaz wanna flip   THEN WE TAKE EM TO WAR
 Break a nigga proper   THEN WE BREAK HIM SOME MORE

 [Grimm]
 I represent the murderers and felony offenders
 who either bought time out  to get these legal tenders
 (Surrender!) Nah  I'm goin out with a bang nigga
 FUCK PATAKI  I gotta do my thang nigga
 Forty-four mag, bustin into action
 Brains left in particles, fragments and fractions
 Grimm, the money stacker, heat packer
 I'm lurkin, I'm waitin, attackin like a linebacker
 Fuck what you heard, crime pays
 and always, unorthodox, I hold my pistol sideways
 We kill crews, hearts go numb
 and if retaliation comes then yo fuck it, it just comes
 (Yo who you?) I'm Dr. Death motherfucker ever heard of me?
 Close your eyes, cross your fingers, time for surgery
 I'm already dead, so nah, you can't murder me
 cause quantities of entities enter me evilly

 Chorus: repeat 2X

 [B1]
 Since I murder for hire, rapid fire's what I require
 Makin niggaz perspire, so send a message through the wire
 cause violence is contagious, it got me bustin gauges
 The '95 Larry Davis and I'm wettin niggaz for wages
 Queens is the home of 1, the known felon
 and ain't no tellin, when I'ma crack your fuckin melon
 For the right amount of chips, I spit clips and hit whips
 Leavin niggaz bloody, the leather seats is where the shit drips
 with the pound-seven, I be creepin, rockin niggaz while they sleepin
 Shots repeatin, leavin faggot niggaz leakin
 When I cock back the iron, niggaz is dyin, marchin to Zion
 cause the pound-cake, roars like a lion
 Word son, niggaz be collapsin, cause my weapons is
 ready for action, makin your heart catch contractions
 In the underworld, shootin gallery niggaz lose calories
 cause my salary's based on fatalities

 Chorus: repeat 2X

 [Kool G. Rap]
 Here I come to get some motherfuckin wreck but first I gotta
 umm vest check, uncheck, clip one check, clip two check, I'm set
 So let a motherfucker move a muscle
 When I tussle they'll be piecin niggaz back like fuckin puzzles
 Cause Kool G. Rap is known for bringin mad noise, a bad boy
 When I was younger always carried guns, I never had toys
 Grimm, gimme the infrared they see me and I'm puttin red dots
 on niggaz foreheads to makin motherfuckers indian
 You got beef? Go get yourself a wreath, because it's murder
 cause I put holes in my beef like fuckin White Castle burgers
 So now I gots to run up on a clown with the fo'-pound
 Cock back, rock black, gun a nigga down
 I see em, he's comin out the fuckin coliseum
 and hopped into a BM, shit!
 Put in my clip and then I dipped into the ride that my man had
 Parked on the sidewalk, then we start to glide
 I'm rainin on him (faster nigga) oh yeah we're gainin on him
 (oh shit he's with somebody else) fukkit, put his brain on him
 Boom boom, no survivors, lifted the nigga out his seat
 When they find him, he'll be a backseat driver
 But I ain't finished with the trigger yet, I'm lightin up a cigarette
 Bang bang, I left the other nigga wet
 It's G. Rap baby, you know me, you try to hurt this
 I split your fuckin top and leave a fingerprint on purpose