I gotta plan in command on your ass bitch
 This little short young niggas in them caskets
 You bein' front black nigga rolled up layed up on your ass hoe
 Better run by Koopsta  Crunchy  Juice  Paul  Boo  and Scarecrow
 Theres a whole lotta demons in my world today
 Which means you run into a nigga like Koop a nutcase
 Here I can tell by tha day its gonna be a long night
 When I take a swipe for you life my big black buldgin' nine
 Now while Im kickin' niggas fiendin'
 Just to kill 'em though
 Before I go I get them Swishaz with them Navajos
 Upon tha mighty Mississippi
 Now can I fuckin' kick it
 You better answer quick
 Before I hit you for them riches

 (Lord Infamous)
 Cuz them niggaz want to really try to jump up
 But they know they gonna catch a couple
 of my sub-machine gun fire to they jaws
 I kick shit flyin' through tha air
 You wanna dare to test me ?
 I'm tha Infamous nightmare I wanna break some laws
 I practice secret forms of voodoo culture
 Dead flesh culture
 >From my pet vultures
 Sleepin' in tha death defying beyond human measurements
 Into my private temple in tha middle of Mount Everest
 Smokin pine as I sky dive off a mountain
 In my mind blood squirtin' high out of fountains
 Countin corpses in my black fortress
 In tha hallway paintin' satanic portraits

 (DJ Paul)
 See it was me, Lil Buck, and my nigga Lil Knife
 And some thug ass fool I never seen in my life
 We roll in Bobby's 'Lac with tha gold bones and vogues
 Full grain
 Cloth top
 Steady pullin' them hoes
 Tha nigga that I didn't know said he had some on a weed
 And stoppin' by tha crib so he can get up on some cheese
 I've seen shit in tha game as soon as he opened his mouth
 We dropped him off tha fool went behind tha fuckin' house
 I didn't think shit about it but some minutes had to pass
 Make me really not trust his busta ass
 I looked around and somethin' just made my eye switch
 Twenty mo niggaz dressed just like tha bitch
 Not takin' no chances I'm knowin' it's a stick up
 But when we tried to bail we got blocked by a pickup
 Dropped tha fools tryin to test my pimpin'
 To see what I'm all about
 But speakin to soon I got blasted
 When I stepped up out tha Cadillac
 Vision blur I'm seein' 9-9
 I was up on my back seein' a 6-6 up on a street sign
 Lil Buck slamed right into them durves
 Baby you want to scoop me as I cross straight to tha curb
 My nigga Lil Knife let tha Tech start rippin' me
 >From tha last hoes who still stood on they feet
 Now we gettin' tha fuck up out of the hood
 That was all wrong but takin some lifes made it right
 It was a long night

 (Juicy "J")
 It was a long night when I was locked down in 201
 Back against tha wall smokin a square cuz it aint no fun
 Watch them niggas fight over phone calls
 Gettin' buck
 Knowin' when they get they life sentence man they ass stuck
 Niggas always nervous cuz they servin bustas with a swords
 Pullin' tha real killaz, GD's, Crips and Vice Lords
 Lower level aint a joke
 A nigga got his neck broke
 Thrown to tha ground like a bitch pickin' up tha soap
 But I wasn't goin cas a nigga like me kept my shank
 If a fool stepped to me his face'll be in tha paint
 Waitin' for a guard talkin' smart
 It'll be a fight
 In 201 locked down
 It was a long ass night

 (Lord Infamous)
 We caught them devils basement
 I walked down tha hallway
 Where tha walls are lined with candle light
 Sacraficin'
 Goin' it enter tha Triple Six Mafia gun room
 Soon I will choose tha weapon I find most appropriate
 For reasons I take tha Smith & Wesson and a Mac 10
 Paul walked in he grabbed a street sweeper
 Grim Reaper and a Glock 19
 Crunchy Black he took tha goddamn M-16
 Boo called tha Koopsta
 Told him to get tha shovel ready for burial
 Of the bodies
 Lets put them on Unsolved Mysteries
 Ease please creep up in tha trees with tha night scope
 And held it on tha blunt can blow nothin' but red dope
 Them niggas died in a blast we stuck they gas in
 Motha fuckin' Triple 6 assassins