Intro (Eminem):

I live in a world that's different from your world
Your world still believes in things like free speech and democracy
Those things don't exist in my world anymore
Welcome to my world welcome to Planet X motherfucker

Verse 1 (Kxng Crooked)

It used to be Parks, it used to be jungle gym's
Now they just stories passed out orally from my great grandmother Niem
It used to be public pools, kids love to swim 'til the summers end
Now there's enough poison in the water to slaughter your son and your daughter, you can blame the government
Let me tell you how it all started
The middle class was evaporated
Then the filthy rich couldn't stand the stench of the dirt poor
Of course who had the world over-saturated
So a New World Order was activated, no more black, no more white, no more brown, no more yellow, no more red
Just high born citizens and low born citizens and all that race shit was eradicated
You either rich or you poor, now
Digital identity chip implanted in every body born now
Bein' poor's like fightin' a war now
No energy to fight the real enemy
Cause you worn out
Livin' life on a tight rope but the trickery is
The tight rope is slippery as a ice slope
Every second somebody is falling off
So we figure we embrace the misery, n***a we never liked hope
Cause hope was the buzzword that they used to brain wash us
Fuck that we unlearn
Now the rich people concerned
Cause they know our return is confirmed by holdin' a gun firm
Whats that in the distance? You fuck the slums raw 'til they gave birth to a resistance
You're scared looking out ya window
You see your own fuckin' children crawlin' over ya fences

Hook

One by one they all come
Slow to meet their fates
Two by two I bury them (I bury them) in this shallow graves
Three by three they come at me, their guns and swords were drawn
Now four by four before the lord they'll choose a ?witchy? spark
Cause we're comin' for ya
La la la la la la la, comin' for ya
La la la la la la la, comin' for ya

Verse 2 (Kxng Crooked)

Yo, whatchu gonna do now?
It's too late for talkin'
I'm in ya face with the tool out
Foot wearin' the other shoe now
The chickens came home to roost now, who got the juice now?!
Ay yo, whatchu gonna do now?
You want a truce now? I'm in ya face with the tool out
Foot wearin' the other shoe now
The chickens came home to roost now, who got the juice now?!