*Gunshots* 







(Jamie Madrox) 

Festival of Samhein

What's that your holding? 

Turn full circle, face to face with the Omen 

When I split you open 

I go for your heart 

And spit on your soul and slash that weak shit apart 

Competition meets common and in the way 

So all you common motherfuckers better watch what you say 

I ain't friendly bitch 

And ain't no body asleep 

You're only slept on cause your shit is played and weak 

Then you slept with the enemy time and again 

And now the only people coming to your shows is friends 

Of your sorry ass, I ain't sorry, I'm kinda glad 

I admit I took your cd back and said it was scratched 

Should've broke that shit in half 

For your attempt to try and take me 

For twenty dollars out of my pocket with no apology 

Ordinary wanna-be, fly by night, high MC's 

They call that one dude Daddy-X 

Cause he's like fifty-three 





(Chorus x2 - Violent J & Esham & Shaggy 2 Dope) 

Burn, black smoke fills the sky 

You bring the wicked out of me 

Your killer is I 

I love to watch you fall, but you're already gone 

I love to watch you fall, but you're already gone 





(Monoxide Child) 

Quit taking up shelf space homie and just pass the weed 

And let the mainstream tell you when or when not to breathe 

Don't ever fucking diss me 

Or my crew with our shit 

Or we'll feed you to the same fucking pigs I see you playing with 

Come and get some 

You really want to get your front piece rattled? 

All over a rap battle 

It's the fame game homie, and we don't play that 

So if you diss me, I'ma find out where your folks stay at 

To say that, sparks they fly, but we don't die 

And on the twenty-first day of July 

You got your eye full 

Get the fuck off the stage and make way 

Like the legendary hope, here today and gone the next day 

It ain't a setup, it's the truth and you can deal with it 

All because you're sheltered by that Hollywood deal shit (?) 

It makes me sick, I wanna vomit 

Cause the only thing that matters about your album 

Is who else you got rapping on it 





(Chorus x4 - Violent J & Esham & Shaggy 2 Dope & Anybody Killa) 

Burn, black smoke fills the sky 

You bring the wicked out of me 

Your killer is high 

I love to watch you fall, but you're already gone 

I love to watch you fall, but you're already gone