[Intro: Jay Reaper]
Ey yo move mate I'm getting moody
Cause your music you don't move me
I'm in the mood today to just shoot away
n***a too cray Paul Mooney
Ya b**h n***as just tomb raid em
We crusade from here to UK
Like a new plague Its to late
We bring it, Doomsday
[Verse 1: Fredro Starr]
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Not with the time but she a snowflake
In the bathroom taking a coke break
Doing crooked sh** to get the dough straight
f** a jimbo we whole weight
Pushing pounds through the whole state
I got bullets in your brain just rotate
Leave a n***a body in a cold state
Rigamortis that's when you go against n***as orders
Electric tape like Biggie thought us
The type that'll kidnap n***as daughters
Half my n***as is brain dead
Eyes the color blood stained red
(now is not the time for fear, that comes later)
Like Bane said
[Hook: Jay Reaper]
Ey yo move mate I'm getting moody
Cause your music you don't move me
I'm in the mood today to just shoot away
n***a too cray Paul Mooney
Ya b**h n***as just tomb raid em
We crusade from here to UK
Like a new plague Its to late
We bring it, Doomsday
[Verse 2: Skits Vicious]
Gimmie the title I'm k**in my rivals
And any beside them with evil intent
Trap it, Onyx D.O.D on it
We quick to demolish your feeble event
Read all about it we out here
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Sticky and Dro fill em with holes
Vicious and Reap put em to sleep
Deadly vapors plastic tubes and respirators
Stack of paper, back to Vegas
Crack a bottle, smack a waiter
So and so they sew you up
Comatose you roasted duck
Back on the scene with a banger
Handle the heat with the hammer
[Verse 3: Sticky Fingas]
I'm still on paper fresh outta jail
No heavenly father i was raised in hell
Billy had her mother she was raised in bail
Sister around the corner selling fruit co*ktails
b**hes on your knees n***as get your hands up
Whats it gonna be? either way imma bust
I'm movin overseas America is so f**ed
Must've got drunk woke up and voted for Trump?
Its the end of the world and I'm holding a pump
Dick to your girl while she's rolling my blunt
Drink in my hand while I'm slappin her bu*t
If its doomsday imma go nuts
Take you apart see what you're made of
Playing a part, your whole life's made up
Take out your heart, see what your brain does
Soon its d**h what you afraid of?
[Outro: Jay Reaper]
Ey yo move mate I'm getting moody
Cause your music you don't move me
I'm in the mood today to just shoot away
n***a too cray Paul Mooney
Ya b**h n***as just tomb raid em
We crusade from here to UK
Like a new plague Its to late
We bring it, Doomsday