[Scarface laughing in background]
 "Ladies and gentlemen...
 Ladies and gentlemen... let's get together
 and give a great big round of applause to
 to a new group..." [Scarface laughing so loud sample is obscured]

 Ahhhhhhhhhhhh shit
 Scarface is on the mix
 So yo  suck a nigga dick
 Or make a nigga rich  or somethin  BITCH

 See I come from the place known as the South Park Zone
 Talkin shit ain't into clickin take your punk ass home
 Cause I'm the type of nigga that'll chuck
 Hit you in the chest with a motherfuckin tec and watch you jump
 So die motherfuckers die motherfuckers die
 Look deep into the eyes of a killer smokin, fry
 One nigga you can't fuck wit
 Cause I'm a born killer with the mind of a lunatic
 So bring in bodybags when I start bangin
 Cause I'm leavin motherfuckers laid out, with they brains hangin
 Straight gettin down for mine
 And I'll fuck up a bitch, cause I don't mind dyin
 So feel me drill me, put a bullet in my head, but yo
 You can't kill me, cause I'm already dead
 Scarface goin psycho, yeah
 Play pussy get fucked and take two to your head

 [Bushwick Bill]
 I'm Bushwick Bill, but call me Chuckie
 5th Ward hard bitch, play hero and buck me
 Cause I'm known to pull your skull out
 Grip a motherfucker by his neck and gouge his fuckin eyes out
 I'm insane by a longshot, hey
 Chuckwick Bill, a.k.a. Charles Libre
 A short nigga with some lonnnnng nuts
 Drop you dead in your bed now I'm ready for a long fuck
 Necromance that ass for a minute
 And split that motherfuckin click when I'm finished
 You punk bitches be retreatin
 Freddy and Jason runnin home with their mouths bleedin
 So welcome to the Slaughterhouse trance
 5th Ward Texas Chuckie's Concentration Camp
 You punk motherfuckers fled
 And those who didn't make it got two to the fuckin head

 [Ice Cube]
 Buck him down, buck him down, come again
 Two to the chin, Ice Cube'll blast they ass til the end
 With my pistol, runnin from Da Lench Mob
 is How You Survive in South Central
 Kick the instrumental, run and get your bigger crew
 Cause it's Judgment Day, and Ice Cube is Terminigga 2
 Pow pow buck buck pow buck
 Your name is Stucky Mack, now you realize that you're fucked
 Two to the brain I leave a migraine
 Have you coolin like a vegetable, but you're not edible
 It's the incredible, buck your ass from head to toe
 Audi 5000, don't wait for the Feds to show
 Cause they'll have me go up up the river
 Where the white boys'll try to make a nigga
 walk, walk the plank, got the shank, hide the tape
 around the handle, gotta let em know what I stand for
 In the chow line, now is the time
 See the trustee, walk up from behind
 Real quick shank shank, leave his ass red
 Motherfucker dead, from two to the head

 [Kool G Rap]
 See where I come from the crime rate only rises
 The murderers disguise in all ages shapes and sizes
 Bitches picked up and dicked up, niggaz they gettin stuck up
 Give up what you got, or get your ass shut the fuck up
 Run em down and gun em down yeah that's how we do it
 Niggaz get killed, and then filled with embalmin fluid
 Step to the niggaz that I'm checkin
 Pull out the tec and I reckon you'll get murdered in a second
 Bang with the nine, boom with the pow
 Motherfuckers are fallin and crawlin on the ground
 Snitches get stitches, bitches that act snotty
 inside the parties even the hotties get turned to bodies
 Now I heard, they got other places that's similar
 But I represent, New York you fuck around I'm killin ya
 A whole block of cops patrollin when I'm rollin
 And if my pockets are swollen you know somebody sick I've stolen
 Yeah you niggaz get ripped, when my clip, goes in the
 S-M-I-T-H W-E-Double-S-O-N
 Or the reliable revolver
 And like I said before, it's the motherfuckin problem solver
 So bring it on nigga, get brave
 It's plenty motherfuckers gettin sent to early graves
 Cause when a nigga gets fed
 Then all you motherfuckers get two to the fuckin head