How can you have faith in a god
 That can not even control creation
 How can he lead you to salvation
 There is no hope in chaos only
 Welcome to the other side of reality
 And this is your eternity (eternity)

 (Juicy J)
 The end of the world
 I can see it comin'
 So I pack my nine millimeters and I start
 Huntin'
 For these niggas that talk shit
 Man these hoes will never quit until ya
 Leave'em hangin' from a tree or thrown
 In a ditch
 Which one of you
 Niggas think you really got them guts
 To walk up to his house, knock on his door
 Let'em feel the buck shots of a 12 gauge
 Backed up by an A-K
 Fore you go to bed at night you bitches
 Better kneel and pray
 Cause when it's business
 We takin' care our business
 I'm clappin' on any of a witness
 Or any who wanna get in it
 Man this shit is real
 Not them stories you put in your raps
 Not even that bullshit you talk behind
 A nigga back
 Let me make it simple and plain
 Run up and you'll get your brains-blown
 To the side of the curb with that plastic
 Thang-thang nina glock 19
 With the 20 clip
 You don't wanna fuck with this
 You don't wanna fuck with this

 Chorus x4
 Therefore all you clicks, and you clans
 And you crews
 Fuckin',fuckin' with this click
 And we gon' bring it to your ass

 (Koopsta Knicca)
 Man for what any crime I swear I'll die
 Before I do some time
 Bitch the Koopsta massive when I murder
 With the muthafuckin' plastic nine
 Corpses that we tortured in the chevy
 Voices won't let me rest
 Could this be the end yet
 Or a message sent from Satan (nigga omens)
 They open the gates of horror
 For them horror lords
 We tortured the cases who arrested
 The faces of triple six
 That which is sorcerer
 (Kill that bitch, chop that bitch)
 Or you might get caught on a crucifix
 I'm sick of that burning inside of my
 Cradle I'm wishin' that He could just come
 Yet
 This nina gots no trigger so I'm clickin'
 Real quick like a serial killa mon'
 Straight from that cell for real'a
 I'll buck you dead my nigga
 And it's a shame when I dropped'em off
 The break mane
 In return I got no thangs
 I went in dark room fool Koop be jackin'
 For their thang
 Everytime I see's you slippin'
 I go into a my Mac-10 (Mac-10)
 Victims of my devil's playground
 Come burn with me until the end

 Chorus x4

 (Lord Infamous)
 Totin' the dead body over my shoulder
 And sure to break out with my shovel
 Or let evil look forward
 And I start to dig up and toss in the body
 And give up more money as bank of the sore
 Three seperate bodies hacked up with a axe
 And I think a big sack
 Been chewed up by rats
 I'm just writing these poems
 They bring to renown cause a triple six
 Night to rescore
 Split rists with nee-dles in my fists
 And amidst', thy clicks, of tricks
 No I'm not a Christian
 But I'm mentally ill and I don't
 Understand all the reasons
 Well I think it's killin' season
 And neither does my schitzophrenic friends
 So therefore nigga due to my mental
 Defocalty
 Scarecrow is only entertained
 By helping enemies bleed
 Let all the bodies soak in all the blood
 Let's go smoke with that chick with no pity
 I bloody cut chop up they shell goes in
 20 gauge
 Finally thinkin' like I was fright-nit-ting
 I'm havin'no thoughts
 Of the lives I've done lost
 When I'm blazin' that stupid gauge fire
 Cause I'm havin' a halloween slaughter
 It turned my gun focal
 Just thank Micheal Myers
 No mutilation's paralyzations
 Got no patience when I'm chasin'
 Down a patient
 Tryin' to thwart assassination

 Chorus x4

 (Dj Paul)
 I'm on a cross loose up off these
 Cut me free (cut me free)
 I'l draw your portrait if you put me
 Down on my feet (down on my feet)
 My cross turns upside down
 And finally I'm loose
 I flip the land and released up of some
 Sinners Scarecrow and the Juice
 I look to the sky and all I could say was
 "Well finally it's on again"
 No lord could stop us now
 Cause the demons reborn again
 My praise
 The first power found me
 So I could never cower
 Without a mind fool murder bust and bounce
 I'll tell you half about this antichrist
 Look into my eyes tell me what you see
 The demonic man about scarecrowism
 Saints can you feel me
 I try for years and years
 Sinkin' this one day of depression
 Stormy weather and church bells
 Ringin' to the election of a new-follower
 Follow me into the trees
 Watch me rob Adam
 And watch me rape Eve
 In this eve-much destruction
 Most will probably wonder
 With Dj Paul, the Triple Six click
 And Hell take'em under

 -Laughter-

 (Juicy J)
 Bitch, now never

 -Laughter-

 -Sounds of rain and church bells fade