[Verse 2: Lord Infamous]
Come and get slaughtered, the bounty hunter deadly punch blowing your back through your stomach
I know you don't want it, 'cause when we get the thumpin' you bitches are looking astonished
...blowing your back of the mouth, (?) better be care for yo self
Infamous ... on my rack when I hit the the Mac and the coca leaf sack
Scarecrow tha Terrible, pain is unbearable
N***as are speaking in tongues and some parables
Life is unmeasurable and uncomparable
It doesn't matter mane what is a variable
Keyser Soze is the phantom, you get fold at goddamn random
Black tar heroin with Jack Daniels, I'mma change your fucking channel
You cannot survive, I thrive on lives that I despise
I stab you in your fucking eyes and dump you by the riverside
Tomahawks, Tommy Guns, knock off top your (?)
Snatch out teeth, cut out tongue, leave your fucking body numb
Yes, I'm schizo, Lord, Keyser, Scarecrow and I'm very lethal
Got black market arsenal, evaporate a lot of people