[Julius]
Ok I wake up out of my sleep, what's this I'm seeing my G?
It looks like tour dates, of a whack rapper, on the screen of my TV
I grab that mean Glock, screenshot, bullet beam my TV
All these rappers need shots, I don't mean vaccine for TB
He's supposed to performing in my city, I plan on crashing that shit
Now I'm a stand-up n***a, but I won't stand for that shit
I'm at this punk's show, front row, yeah I'm at the event
I'ma give him a round of applause, soon as I slap in the clip
I hear: "Ladies & Gentleman, please welcome:" such and such from wherever the fuck
Soon as they put the spotlight on him, this rapper should be ready to duck
Alright I'm about ready to merk him, it's time
Same thing can happen to you, if you spit nursery rhymes

[Hook Julius]
Ayo this how you kill a fuck n***a, talking bout' whack rappers
Catch a n***a slipping and, yo, draw down with them clappers
Yo this how you kill a fuck n***a, barge into that studio
Choke them dudes out, man, or let, that ruger blow
This how you kill a fuck n***a, tired of hearing fuck n***as
Smack them with their platinum plaques, I don't give a fuck n***a
This how you kill a fuck n***a, spitting ringtone raps
Grab a mac, let it ring, tell them ringtone that, BLLAATTT!

[Kenny]
I woke up and thought fuck everyone who rap
If it's not the Shoes, cause the Shoes is where it's at
Hopped out the bed, tossed on my Raider hat
Said about to crash a rapper's session, lay em' flat, G
I'm a buck-buck-buck, but with writtens
Since them n***as older than the style that I'm kicking
I'ma kick in the door, tell the engineer, put a mother fucking instrumental on
Start kicking, a flow, let the n***as here, how the mother fuckers finna' be dethroned
Start splitting some domes, and gripping and slitting some throats
And cracking, and twisting them bones and hit them with them explosives
Verbally crush em'... As soon as I bust it's: Man down
Fuck n***as should have followed they luck, it ran out
[Hook]

(Demetrius]
Hey yo, I told you, told you
N***as goin', n***as goin' ride
You know I'm a menace
I told you, told you
N***as goin', n***as goin' die
I'm O-Dog and Bishop
Then I be on that slaughter mission
Cause a n***a finna' be shooting your video
I don't mean filming, no I mean killing
Should have never been in my city yo
Here we go again, shit, sitting low in that 64'
When your video's over, then I'm gon' dome ya'
Then I'm finna' go to the liquor store
Like nothing happened, fuck rappers
Y'all n***as whacker than blinky-blink
Y'all n***as rapping in skinny jeans
I'm a hit you with everything and a kitchen sink
You in some deep shit like getting raped in the anus
Then I'ma kill some random fans just for making you famous
Bitch!

[Hook]