[Jet]
 It's Judgement Day and like you mothafuckas can't stop me
 Fuck being dropped  nigga  you gotta Glock me
 I'm judging these fucking cowards  bitch
 Only 18 and feeling that first power shit
 Mad Family got a nigga on strong status
 These outlanders can't fuck with factors
 And fuck fools who think they bigga
 Give me a chainsaw and I pluck another face  nigga
 Put on my burners and straight do dirt, bro
 Ya gotta loose to gain and the remain there is murder
 I'ma start pumping mo' in ya
 So it'll be a fucking bloody job for the coroner
 No reasoning, nigga, I got a Baretta, hoe
 I gotta show these bitches that Jet is federal
 Point black showed me love and I might trust ya
 Try to do me and I gotta bust ya, busta
 Jet is standing strong with tin Techs
 Put'em to your dome cause bullets know how to chin check
 And if ya go outta bounce, we gotta serve ya
 Pooh's help (Straight mothafucking murder)

 A fucking enforcer causing straight bloodshed
 And putting prices on punk mothafuckas heads
 Peeling your cap quick, fast
 See, I never had no love for your bitch ass
 You can't move me and I don't blood sport
 So have your vest on
 When it's time to check the Judger...

 "Judgement Day....."
 "Judgement Day....."
 "Judgement Day....."

 [Pooh-Man]
 It's time to peel some caps
 Death is at your door, mothafuckas, and it's like that
 I'm a Seminary soldier, I told ya
 Slit ya fucking throat and rip ya head off ya shoulders
 Seems ya ran in to a brick wall, sucker
 Two sick niggas from the Eastside Gutters
 Pooh and Jet hooked up, niggas' skanless
 Now I gots to do some mothafucking damage
 I'm leaving three corpses behind me:
 Mhisani, Banks and that nigga named Randy
 Now I'm calling on my nigga Blu
 And we suppose to have chainsaw massacre too
 See, they didn't understand me, they tripping
 Chopper pissed bitching: (Fry me a chicken)
 Saved me and Malachi from the Gutter
 And now we about to go for them mothafuckas joggling
 I'm hearing voices in my head from them, whispering:
 Pooh-Man (you ain't got no fucking friends, hah haaaa)
 I should've listen and massacred the Dangerous Crew
 But ya gonna pay for fucking over Pooh
 I never thought you would fuck me that bad
 But now I'm thinking about dismembering your black ass
 Chop ya ass up and get a little wilder
 And beat your skanless ass to my rock walkers
 Damn, murder set you on a fly way
 Malachi, tell these mothafuckas...

 "It's Judgement Day, hah hah haaaa..."
 "Yeah, you mothafuckas thought it was over with, huh?"
 "It all begins here..."
 "See you mothafuckas at the crossroads